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yfrçTcW g y ci 1^/PyL.I A/VXS M * TN M H T U Y A M E R IC A N P R E S S A S S O C IA T IO N , IS S 4 Through luinutiT that scenim im u » ' »ho crept painfully along; her hands »cratchi': and bleeding, her bare head catching over atid anon some vagrant twig, Homo down dropping bough The path was the merest trace, hardly a fisit wide. Even when at last she followed if upright, hers was a snail’s progress, »o thick, so clinging, so interlocked wore the briers and tangle on either hand. Slowly, blindly, she followed it. She hail no idea whence it came, whither it ran, by what feet it was made. A ll her thought was it must lead her somewhere. I f she persevered, it would take her out of this wilderness that might otherwise be her grave. Up hill, down dale, it ran, now cross ed by other anil fainter tracks, now cut ting Bharp through a disused cartway. Dare had lived enough in the fields to know its smooth surface meant the ha bitual tread of human feet Evidently they went npon a secret errand, else the w ild growth would not bo so left to mask the path. Miles and miles the girl tramped through the waning day. More than one mffod grouse flew up from the thicket as she come too near. A fox stopped and looked her full in the face on top of a high hill. A w ild turkey, with young half grown,, went with wide skimming wings adown a 'oeg narrow valley. W A S H IN G T O N ' hearing the old woman dying, she bnd conic as a last kindness to one who had been her grandfather's slave. It was no strained interpretation. Shu would not 11111111 ' iup them. J 11 livin' would ppt her in the road to Ridgelov, and weary as she was it would not take so very long to reach it. As if obedient to her thought, the boy came to her elbow and whispered: "M iss Dare, I know do box ilat ki*v fits. H it’s in lie bottom er de big chis’ I ’ll git it. Den yo’ better go home. ” Following him in silence, Dare saw him tliug up the lid of a huge coffer that % Dare mnr him fling up the lid of a huge coffer. set against the wall, saw him delve deep iu its heterogeneous depths and bring up a small pine box, most incongruously fastennl with a wrought brass lock. Trembling through anil through, she turned the key in it, saw the lid tty Sunset came on, full of red, stormy open, and within a loug, thick, folded lig h t A t the very last a blocdy rim pajier, with a seal at one end. As she thrust it within iier bosom a rested npon the hill crests. The sky w as full of warring clouds driven hither and confused noise of hoofs and trampling you as flawy winds swept up from south feet came from tho outer dusk. Three or north. Dare shivered ut the sight. or four tall, roughly dressed men came There was thunder in the air. What if into the cabin and stared curiously she must face it, the storm, the night, around. Dare recognized the foremost alone in this w ild waste! Theilreail lent as a hillman who often did odd jobs for wrings to her fe et She alnu.rt ran her grandfather. Now she stepped eager along tho path, which was now bn lador, ly forward and spoke his name. Instantly he fell back a step iu blank better trodilcn, less encumbered with amazement, then saiil hurriedly: hindering bonghs. “ Oh, Miss Dare, your grandpa's out Bats came ont and circled low above her heud. She listened hopefully, but side. I— I think lie wants to see you. ” in vain, for tho wbipiioorwill, whose C H A P T E R XXL crying meuns no rain. Sunset failed out in dusk; dusk fell to black darkness. “ My girl, we can show them the Still tho path stretched euillessly before Overtons know how to die. ” Dare lmd indeed found her grandfa her. She hail climbed a loug hill, oud had boon for some miuutes descending, ther with tho mob, found him bound and when u log by the wayside caught her helpless, yet sitting as upright anil fear- eye It lay, a mass of fox lire, gleaming ■ess npon his horse as thongh for the through the dark. Spent anil breathless, chase. It had all passed liko a dream, she sank down upon it, saying under her tao sight of him, the mounting behind one of the leaders, tho tramp into the breath: “ I cannot go much further in this wilderness, from which she hod bnt just darkness. Maybe I had better stay here escaped. Now the hillmen had halted in front of tho house Cleve hail chosen for until morning. ’ ’ i Suddenly she started to her fe et A her prison, had hurried the two within wild droning chant was borne upward it and wore deep iu counsel outside, “ W e can die,” Dareechoed, "but wo to her ear, the sound of many strong voices pitched in a minor key. It cume shall die innocent. W o have never from the righ t evidently below where harmed, but always helped as far as lay she sat. A fter a minute she knew what in our power, these lawless men. What it was— tho death song wherewith ne charge can they bring against us?’ ’ “ That we aro Overtons, ” the old man groes seek to ease the passing sonl. Feel ing each step in advance, she went for said bitterly. “ Overtons," lie repeated, ward u little way, to Anil the path dip "th o rightful owners of this which oth sharply in the direction of the sound er men wish to sell ami buy. A t sun and at last run into the small clearing down as I sat in my study these fellows came upon me, demanding that 1 give about Jincey’s cabin. Door uml window stood wide, letting up my rights. Iu their phrase, ’Take it big blurs of faiut light fall outward or leave it and let men who have money athwart the dark. A dozen were within, set the wheels turning. ’ They were tired men and women, standing ulsiut the bed of waiting and starving if I was uot. If where tho old woman luy, her gasping I dared to refuse, 1 must tuko the con breath coming shorter, shorter, with sequences. I did refuse, then aud for each cadence of tho wailing chant. At ever. I was alone iu the house, almost the bed’s foot stood Jubilee, Jincey’s so upon the plantation. Gagged and solo living descendant, his wide, solemn bound, I was sat upon my horso and eyes fixed bard upon her withered face. headed for this place. I know it well, As Date paused fur a moment in tho the loneliest, tho wildest spot in all tho dour, she caught the eye of a tall, white tract, so wi(d ami lone murder might haired old man, evidently tho leader of be done here a hundred times with uo tho watchers, who beckoned her to come risk of detection. A ll tho way I was forward as though her presence was ex thanking God that you were safely away. T ell me, my child, how it happens that pected anil sniil us the rest fell buck: “ Speak to her, Miss Dare. Shu’s most you, too, are entrapped?” Dare told him, keeping back nothing gone, but. i reckou she’ll know you. Heoms like the fam 'bly’s becu all day on save tho scene in Jincey's cabin. The moro than midnight darkness of their her min'. ” ‘ ‘ Granny Jinoey, do you know me?” prison house hid the old man’s face as Dare naked, taking the withered clammy ho listenod, but his hand lay on that of fingers within her own. The song had his grandchild, and amid all her stress died to a brooding hush, broken only by of feeling she noted the surging leap of tho far muttering of thunder, tho tick of his pulse as she told of her peril, her es cape. tho death watch in the wall. “ Oh, for one more day of life to meet Tho old woman stirred imoasily. Her lipa moved, but no word earnc, and still that gentleman 1” he said through his the lids lay heavily over her eyes. Dare set teeth. ” My child, my child, it seems I let you go into the very lion's den. bent almost to her ear and said clearly: “ Granny J iuoey, can 1 do anything l'or Forgive me, my girl. I have not been you? Is there any message lean take far tender aud thoughtful of yon. I shall love you more through our little inch of you?" Tho young voice pierood through the time than in all the years of your lifa ” “ There is nothing to forgive,” Dare gathering mists o f death. Jincey's eye» flow wide; her hands clinched; »he sat said, laying her cheek Boftly against his hand. ’ A quiver of lightniug played convulsively upright, crying aloud: “ Mistisl Miss Alieel Jinoey never along the floor and showed her big tears dropping from tho brave old eyes meant to hurt yo u !" “ I have uot shed a tear before since "8 h e lakesyo’ fer her mistis, yo' great grandmother. Y o' ar lik’ h er," the old Margaret died,” the old man said, with man said in Dare's car Jincey’s hand a gulp over tho nama "Y o u must uot cry now. Woneed all was groping feebly under her pillow our spirit, ” Dare said, nestling closer. whilo her lips moaned: “ Keep a good heart, grandfather. These "T h e key, the key, find it. And it for men surely dare not murder us outright, Miss A lie e i” "1 » this de one?" Jubilee said, hold and help mnst come before long." “ You don’t know them as I do, daugh ing a bit of brass close to the dimming ter," Major Overton snid, with a sigh. eyes. ‘ ‘They have gone too far to draw back •Yea, you,” panted the old woman. now. Our live* aro the price of their own "G iv e it ter her. Papers— in chest— at— safety uo less than their prosperity. My de bottom, ’ ' falliug bock at tho last word wonder is that they have not given ns with the death rattle in h e T throat. shorter shrift— indeed that we came "B redn n, sisters, sing whiles I pray into this room aliva ” fer dis dcjuirtiu soul, " the old man said, The hillmen themselves wondered not dropping on his knees at the bedside a little. In truth, there was a division with rapt upraised eyes and moving of opinion among their heads. lipa from which name only sonndleas pe ‘ ‘I toll ye, both must die, er w e'll tition». Low and wild, with a ringing swing for it, ” said the man Dare had nndernote, tho death song swelled out recofiflized. “ I tell ya ye might ’a' through the summer night, to end only knocked me down with a feather when when the old man, rising from hi» I seen thet thar gal in ole Jincey's cabin knees. laid the dead hand»straight, say an she spoke up so, ‘ Why, this is Mr. ing. with simple solemnity: Hensley!' I ’d rather take or year’s "Dust an ashea ilow art become. De whippin 'an ter tetch her rough, but silver cord is loosed, de golden bowl is whut's er man ter do? She knowed me, broken, de sonl has gone back ter God I tell ye thar ain't no safe way but the who gave, an bloaaed be da name er de bloody one ’ ’ Lord.” "A n I tell you, yon fool, ” said a deep Dare’»eyes were brimming. She knew er voice, “ if harm comes to her, tor so bow these simple souls interpreted her much as a hair of her head. ws'U all appearance. To them it was evident that. have our trouble fer our paina The fsi C O U N T Y ler dat s got must er de mouey we re so anxious lie should spend here is plumb crazy about her. The man dat touches her is as sure tor swing fer it as de spendin of a million dollars can make hint I know, fer H----- , yo’ know who, told me dat was in de game. E f he don' t g it her, most lik ’ he’ll quit de country I say de thing ter do is keep ’em here, keep ’em comfortable, treat ’em lik' fightin cocks, but keep ’em dose till they're w illin ter agree ter bold their tongues. ’ ’ “ That’d be eenabont always. Mail, yo’ don't know them Overtons. Bad as I hate ’em fer their high headed, high handed ways, I know they’re game, ain’ t afeared o’ man ner devil and wouldn't budge a hair from what they said wus right fer all dis world, withde next thrown in. Talk about makin terms! Put it ter vote, Isay. F ix e r hat, somebody. A ll iu favor of makiu a sure thing o' dis job put crossmarks on their tickets. Dim ergiu it, leave ’em white. ” A little time, anil 30 men came past tile hat, over which hung their solitary lantern, each dropping from his hand a fluttering slip whose import was life or death. “ Mr. Somebody didn’t think wliut his letter wus ter be used fer when he writ it, ” Hensley said, with a grim smile, as the ballots fe ll in. “ Reckon it wouldn't ’a ’ bothered him much if he had,” his opponent remark ed Tho teller raised a hand, saying la conically: “ Ye better be fixin. Thar's 20 crosses." “ W e ’ll draw lots who’s terdode job. De rest kin go erway, ’ ’ Hensley said, speaking thickly in spite of his sense of necessity. “ ’Twou't take bnt t w o - one erpiece, ye know.” Inside Mayor Ovorton talked in low tones to Dare, " I t was a miracle, your escape, and to think yon are thus brought back, ’ ’ he said breathing hal’d "There is fate in it, I am sure, ” Dare answered “ Do you know, grandfather, I believe Jinoey had made tho path I found tramping to this place. What mo tive could possibly have brought her so often over such a weary way?” “ Maybe w e w ill know soon. Jincey was a mystery always. W o are at tho gate of mysteries. I wouder why they aro so slow?’ ’ Dare pressed his hand hard aud said in his ear: “ Hush! I hear hard breathing. Some one else is ill tho room. ” “ I f it is tho scoundrel who lured you here, let me throttle him before I die, auil death w ill lose half its sting, ” the old man cried aloud Instantly a light flashed out, the light of a dark lantern iu Royal Clove’s hands. Weary w ith his fruitless search for Dare, he had come hack and at last dropped into sleep so Bound that only within tho last few minutes hail he awakeued from i t Ho walked directly over to M ajor Overton, saying as he held out a revolver: “ I deserve that you should shoot me, sir. Bnt pray postpone it until I have paid my respects to thoeo sooumlrels out side. ” “ You do well to turn against them, sir, after inciting them to their present oourse, ” Major Overton said, with curl ing lip. “ By contrast with yourself they are almost respectable. They have at least the palliation of ignorance and necessity. ” Cleve fe ll back iu amazement. “ Can yon think, believe,” he asked, • ‘that I had any hand in, any knowledge of, this outrage?” “ W hy not? You aro guilty of worse,” the other said, with a deep frown. Dare laid a hand on her grandfather’s arm and said, half timidly: “ I think, sir, Mr. Clevo is innocent of this. I know, too, he w ill save us from all harm if only we do not fhrnst his help aside. ” "W hether you w ill or no,” Clevo said, striding to the door. “ Open, open,” heshonted. “ Open, you villains, or the last ono of yon shall hang. ” There was a noiso o f unbarring, a rush and intrampliug of many feet, a volley of shots and shouts aud curses, but no foot came inside. Royal Cleve had barred the way, and as they recoiled from his rapid fire swung tho door to, calling huskily: “ The liar, the barl Keep them back! They shall not touch"------ Quick as thought Dare sprang to his side, shot the inner bar in place aud called aloud: "H elp, grandfather, he is fallin g!” "H e is—dead— almost,” Cleve said, reaching for. her hand. By the lantern's glimmer Major Overton saw that blood was pouring from his breast Outside a babel of rude speech, more than one deep groan, undervoieod the wild roar of a sw iftly coming storm. "Listen ! I hear horses galloping. Yon are saved,' ’ Cleve said as Dare bent above him, trying to stanch tho blood. Ho went on huskily, “ Throw— the light on— her face. I havo not much longer— to see i t Let me— see it plain. ” \ "Throw the light on her face. Let me tee it pbitn." "D o n 't talk.” Dare sqid, pressing her hand hard against the welling blood. Slowly, painfully, Clove laid her Ungers npon his mouth and panted rather than spoke the one word “ Forgive!” “ I do forgive you fully, freely, as I hope God w ill forgive me at the last day.’ ’ Dan» said; then, answering the appeal of his eyes, put her mouth to his in a tender kiaa to s t cosTixriD . H A T C H E T . w a r favor, and enlisted In a n- regiment, the Fourteenth, I bellev*11 was on Sept. 12. 18H2, a Sunday n lug. when his regiment nun* through the streets of the town # was just after the rebels had u the place, and there was c o n *2 3 rejoicing at the coming of the y . hk J The Inhabitants were, in the *2 I nlon sympathizers. Flags hungf» anti H e r A n c e s t o r « P lu y ed a P r o m i 1,1vvhen 30 years old Barbara IUuer be the windows, the bouses were gay ,,, n e n t P a r t in th e H is t o r y o f the came Barbara Fritchie, the wife of bunting, aud the streets iiresestsa ln fu u t R e p u b lic . holiday appearance. Tie. townsum cheered the boys as they iiiari-hedi, Dame F r i t c h i e ’ *» Deed. the women waved their liandkercl Over Barbara Fritchie’» grave. It was a brave day. The « s l Flag of freedom ami uniou wave! marched over the old wooden brldi Peace und order and beauty draw and down l ’atrlek street, passing i Hound thy symbol of light and law: Barbara Fritchie house. From the j And ever the stars above look down. mer window floating the I'niou flag l f w :T On thy stars below in Frederick town. It had done since the opening of i O f late there ban been much discus wur. a niece of old Hurhara, a prt sion concerning the old dame whom Southern girl o f 18 years, a « W hittier has immortalized as daunting Fourteenth Brooklyn passed the bun the flag of freedom in the face of Stone the young fellow 1 spoke of cuughtk wall Jackson's ragged brigade. Argu eye and bowed. The girl blushed an ments have been advanced rending to went Into the house. This wus about prove, as do all cut and dried adduc o’clock In the morning. At 5 in i tions. that no such woman ever existed, afternoon the troops were hotly , much less having performed such a gaged at South Mountain, and tin BARBARA r m i r i H K ' s HBAVE. ridiculous feat as described by the days later they were struggling i Quaker ixier. Such statements are idle, and are not worth the time spent in I .i, ,1 ] n Cas|>er Friti hie. The a sditi B g Antfetam. A year from that time tfc their consideration. In the face of the j took place nil May «. 180«. No children Fourteenth Brooklyn again indubitable proof that she had been al came to her, but her strong motherly through the streets of Frederick t most a life-long resident o£ Frederick ; lore found occupation In the care and their way to Gettysburg. I'urlon town, only those who are actuated by training of several nephews and nieces. enough, young Miss Dollie was i jealously, or who know nothing of the W hile of aspect sieru and cold. L is ing in the doorway of Barbara Frttc matter, attempt to deny her. As to the said that she was a gentlewoman of ie’s house on Patrick street The incident described In Whittier’s lines. I tine sensibilities and tender heart, her young soldier recognized her and i lilted. The troops camped iu thet for two days and I made his urquilu niu-e. That friendship lasts to day. He asked me about the yoi lady In the doorway. I Introduced |> to Miss Dollie, and it was a hi * ( love al first sight. A fter a day of < ig e i t. lug lie lmd to leave with his reglm ¡2!l h ix I.ÑH b S í A t Gettysburg he was wounded i » 1**1- o was brought buck to this town, Tilín I iz was taken to Barbara's house, liollle Jeffrey nursed him liue^ health. She had a long siege of It. ti i for after recovering from his would he was taken with typhoid fetsj W hile on Ills bed lie and Dollie t married. Enable to do any morel Ing. lie was appointed chief clerk ■ the I 'lilted States general botpitil which position he held to the closeg the war. They lived Iu the town i Barbara's death,, when they North. T w ice a year he send« I new flags to me. that they may I BARBARA FRITEHIE’S HOME. FREDERICK, MI). placed on Barbara Frilchle's it Is agreed that it is a myth. The bulk fnce lieing but a reflection of her strong thus following out the lines of Whitt of the evidence proves that the Confed and steadfast will. Of humor there was With Ids w ife and children lie i erate troops did not march near her i much iu her composition, nnd when a here every summer. They are the« house on that momentous day of Sept. ! girl she wns known ns one foml of ones who take any Interest In tiled Woman. They cut the grass and | 13, 18B2. However, she was goodly j wholesome pleasures of all kind». dame, loyal to the backbone, to claim : The house Inhabited by Barbara flowers ou the grave.” relationship with whom would be au Fritchie at Fredrick was a story and a A M i R / E L J US CLOCK. honor. Though the Confederate troops ■ half cottage of brick aud stone, with did not fire upon her house, yet all high gables anil dormer windows, de- Tiny II unian Mkctetnna sound through the war, it is said, the stars I void of external show or decoration. I’niains Ilnurs. and stripes fluttered loyally from the It stood on Patrick street, a short dis Probably the most wonderful ] little dormer window of the colonial tance from Carroll's Creek, over which of mechanism ever seen or dreliunlt residence on Patrick street. run au ancient wooden bridge. On one is the property o f au inl.-iuil la The pictures shown were drawn from •side of thla bridge there was a flight of prince. It was the work of the tai old photographs now in the possession j stone steps, which led to a large, square skilled artisans of the east, and I of William H. Riley, an old soldier, and | spring, from which the Fritchie family only white man. probably, who« obtained Its supply of water for drink- 1 set eyes upon it was the English an ing aud all household purposes. There i officer who went to the palace of d were two Iron dippers fastened by nabob as bearer o f messages from# chains to one side of the rocky wall, and here the thirsty wayfarers stopped SX to drink and gossip. When the Confederate army, under General Lee. evacuated Frederick, closely followed by the Pnlon troops tinderGen. McClellan, Barbara Fritchie kept a small silken flag flying from the dormer window of her house. It was an old revolutionary flag handed down to her from her ancestors anil deeply prized through many memories. When the I'niou soldiers entered the town later she took it down, anil as the troops marched by she stood In her doorway, proudly waring it above her head. T H E M A K V E I.O I'S CLOCK. Barbara Fritchie died in Dei-emher. I8i J- at tile age of till, anil her remains English government, and, returning J now rest Iu the cemetery of the Re the coast, told of the marvel he I formed Church on Bentz street, oppo witnessed. an employe In the city court of Brook site Third, In the western portion of The dial o f tills clock was i lyn, N. Y. Mr. Riley Ims made a thor the town. There, when strangprs go in gold upon a carved slab of some! ough Investigation of the controversy, to see the mound, the stars anil stripes i nliar marble, and beneath It » » * ' lie was In Frederick on Sept. 12. 1SU2. are always floating, and there one can pended, between two uprights, l| Immediately after the rebels had not help remembering the dosing lines ver gong. Then a broad, flat sit marched through the place. During of Whittier’s poem: marble spread out before that I the last thirty years Mr. Riley has And even the ntnr, above look down from end to end with miniature t made a trip each summer to Frederick On thy stars below in Frederick town? and skulls, and here and there l and has secured considerable proof in Above the grave of Barbara Fritchie silver hammers, with little round b support o f his claim. He Ims preserved two Hags of freedom and union for- for heads. The bones seemed several old photographs of Barbara, ; ever wave. Winter and summer, rain entirely disconnected, and looked « her house, and oue of the grove. i <K* sun- Hie stripes and stars float like so much rubbish remnants id ^ tiny dead. The clock stood in the -finis where the ceremonious meal 42 YY Y <Jte7Zr / * ■ ing served, and as 1 o’clock dreni the prince called the visitor's at! to a rustling among the itrj With a faint clatter they iiegan M t -, o o r Nearer and come together, a skull set I upon tlie shoulder structure, and "J the mass of dry bones oue tiny I ton rose complete, with a lit*** mer clutched in his bony tmg«V. K ? _____ lëfegSSSBSiè s '... I Ill-side the shining gong minute band pointed precisely 1*1 CHECK DRAW N TO T IIE ORDER OF BARBARA FRIT. MIF. liour. Then, with a quick s*l*y Mr. Shearman, one of Penn Van's above the otherwise neglected momilt drove the hammer against the I surface, and a silver note, doe substantial citizens, and for many It almost seems that Whittier must thread, burst forth and echo« years a trustee of the insane asylum at have written In a prophetic vision these In soft cadences aiming the dlsis Wlllanl. N. Y.. has :t chock drawn iu words: v lars of the place. Before Its *■ Barbara Fritchie'a favor and Indorsed ceased In the stillness the little * Over Barbara Fritchie', grave by her. Since the cheek has been iu his F isgof Freedom aud I'niou w»ve. ton had, like tile ghost of l" 11* possession Mr. Shearman has received . many communications from people who ! As s.H.n a, the flag, become old and t’hrlstnpher Benjamin would like to get possession of It, but : neat her-worn n ew ...... are put In their down again." and the scatMf*^^ he prizes It too highly to think of part! Place, it is a matter of mystery to l it motionless once more BF* ] ing with It. He lately received a let many from whence these "symbols of marble plain. ter from George W. Oakley, comman bgbt and law" eome. hut the u|,| Pleasure, o f the der of the Barbara Fritchie Post. No. : She—I have often wondered w 11, G. A. R.. of Brooklyn, asking him d e n i e d ! ’'' '° ,he ,1" Pr-V ° f ‘ wild wave« are Haying . upon what terms he would dispose of ID- .1 edging from tln-ir roar "I dunno as I ought to say anything It. The letter stated that the post was ■ about It; but. after all these vrars T say they were joining tie- named after the heroine whose name guess It won't do any harm. ' it u' . against the high prices at thi»r adorns the cheek, aud that It was In pretty story I,’» „ „ nl(I rh„ p Philadelphia North America®- possession o f s photograph and a Now York. a government official but I crayon portrait of her and would like An P n lncky couldn't tell you the name. He has to add the check to the valued collec Mr. Johnson—Is yo' I T T " «he old wo. tlon. But the present owner cannot be Miss Maudy? man for he married one of her niece. Induced to part with the cheek with the Miss Mandy—Oh. I It was a romantic marriage -a war' autograph at any price. What makes yo’ flnk ds time wooing He was . young fellow Barbara Fritchie. or Hauer before Mr. Johnson—I see yo when the was broke out. He had the H «**! ber 13 shoes?—N ew Yo ber marriage, was born In Lancaster Fa. Dec. 3, 177«. Her ancestors bail played a prominent part In the early hlstorv of the Infant republic, anil ev- P R O O F T H A T W H I T T I E R ' S H E R O prv drop of blood in her body came from the founders and preservers of the IN E W A S A R E A L W O M A N . republic. When hilt a child she re moved with her parents to Frederick, W bm B o rn a t L a n c a s te r , Pa., in 1770 Mil., anil there she lived until her BARBARA NOT A MYTH li s . n IW/1 }j I vrr l" ‘ ■Niât - J -