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Weston, taking Rebecca's sunbonnet from its peg behind the door and tying the strings under Rebby's round chin. "When the Polly comes into harbor you will have the gold beads from your Grandmother Weston, in Boston; but how Danna guessed it is more than I can imagine," she said, and Rebecca started down the path. Mrs. Weston stood for a moment in the doorway looking after her.
Suddenly Anna stopped short and grasped Rebby's arm; a second later a deer leaped directly across their path and plunged down the bank, followed by a leaping, panting creature that hardly seemed to touch the ground. "A bear!" whispered Rebby with frightened eyes.
She had made so early a start that she had to wait what seemed a very long time for Lucia, who approached so quietly that not until she touched Rebby's arm did Rebby know of her coming. "I am late, and I nearly had to give up coming because Mother did not get to sleep," Lucia explained, as the two girls hurried down to the river.
But, Danna, do you suppose anyone will dare touch the liberty pole?" For Rebby's thoughts could not long stray from Lucia Horton's prediction that it might be cut down. "What's that?" exclaimed Mr. Weston from the doorway behind them. "Cut down the liberty pole? Why, there is not a man in Machias who would do such a traitorous deed."
Then came the thought of the peril of the settlement. At any moment he might be called upon to help in its defense. Every man would be needed. He recalled Danna's strength and fearlessness, and her knowledge of the forest, and Rebby's quiet good judgment. If there were dangers he believed his girls could meet them fearlessly.
Rebby's thoughts traveled away to the dainties of the Hortons' cupboard, but she said to herself that the "spider cake," as the corn-cake was called, especially when eaten in the woods with freshly broiled salmon, would taste far better than the jellies and preserved fruits of the Hortons. Rebby could not forget Mrs. Horton's scorn of the liberty pole.
Later on, when she heard Lucia's account of Rebby's turning honey and water over the pretty yellow muslin, she decided that Rebecca was ashamed to keep a gift after treating Lucia so badly. Rebby went slowly toward home tired and unhappy. All the pleasure of the party, she said to herself, was spoiled.
And we can get the powder and save the settlement. Oh, Danna " Rebby's petition ended in a wail. And now Anna was as eager to start as Rebby herself. The thought of her father being taken a prisoner and that she and Rebby could prevent so great a misfortune made her no longer hesitate. "We will start to-morrow morning, early," she said.
The Polly had not reached port, so the fine present she had been promised could not be expected. But Rebecca was surprised and disappointed that everyone had seemed to forget that she was fourteen on the tenth of May. But as she looked up and saw Anna dressed in her best, and Luretta beside her, coming up the path, Rebby's face brightened.
Rebby's face flushed scarlet at his words, but before she could speak, her father continued: "Well, Danna, are you ready for a day's tramp with me to-morrow? I must go up to the mill at Kwapskitchwock Falls, and we will start early." "Oh, yes!" exclaimed Danna, jumping up and clasping her father's hand. "And perhaps we shall catch a salmon above the falls, and broil it over a fire for our dinner."
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