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Pennypacker leaned with an air of satisfaction against the upthrust bough of a fallen oak. "It's a wonderful world that we have here," he said, "and just to think that we're among the first white men to find out what it contains." "All ready!" said Tom Ross, "then forward we go, we mustn't waste time by the way. They need that salt at Wareville."
There were perhaps thirty boys and girls who sat on the rough wooden benches in the school and received tuition. Mr. Pennypacker did not undertake to guide them through many branches of learning, but what he taught he taught well.
Pennypacker made upon him but a faint and fleeting impression. At last on a sunny morning, whole, well fed, with their treasure preserved, and all fresh and courageous, they approached Wareville. The hearts of Henry and Paul thrilled at the signs of white habitation.
People even then knit their husband's winter stockings because they wore so much better. "And Mrs. Pennypacker, you might come and call on us." Nora laughed. That was Ben's favorite name for her when she had the cat. The soft gray head and the gray paws looked rather queer out of the long white dress.
Pennypacker: "They did well, for youngsters." "They certainly did, Mr. Ross," said the master. "I confess to you that there were times to-day when learning seemed to offer no consolation." Ross smiled a little, and then his face quickly became grave. "It's what we've got to go through out here," he said. "Every settlement will have to stand the storm."
"There, they've found it out," he said, when a terrific yell full of anger came from the forest, "but they haven't got him, whoever he is. They'd shout in a different way if they had." "Why do you say him?" asked Mr. Pennypacker. "Surely a single man has not been doing such daring and deadly work!" "It's one man, because there are not two in all this wilderness who can shoot like that.
Brown said he had some cousins who were very anxious to see an old soldier of the Revolution. Could he bring them over? Then Elsie and Florence Hay came. Mrs. Brown and Mrs. Pennypacker asked him to tea and he said he should be glad to accept. Mrs.
"I think you'd better mount one of the horses," he said; "the big bay there can carry his salt and you too for a while until you are rested." "What! I ride, when everybody else is afoot!" exclaimed Mr. Pennypacker, indignantly. "You're the only schoolmaster we have and we can't afford to lose you," said Ross without the suspicion of a grin. Mr.
President Madison appeared and took the orders. Then Pennypacker returned with a look of determination on his face, and for fifteen minutes or more we were regaled with facts, figures, and statistics, all tending to prove that crime and wretchedness were on the increase throughout the country; that we were a degenerate people; and other equally cheerful information.
First a look of wonder showed on her face, then she turned white, every particle of color leaving her cheeks. The master could not tell what her expression meant, and he followed her eyes which were turned toward the wilderness. From the forest came a figure very strange to Silas Pennypacker, a figure of barbaric splendor.
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