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Updated: September 9, 2025
Melvina and Anna and Luretta were together, and the other children of the neighborhood were scattered about. "Where is Rebby, Mother?" Anna asked, looking about for her sister. "To be sure! She started off with Lucia Horton, but I do not see them," responded Mrs. Weston, smiling happily to think that her own little Danna would no longer be absent from home.
Some traitor has made way with the liberty tree that your father and Paul selected yesterday." "Traitor?" gasped Rebby, who knew well that such a word meant the lowest and most to be despised person on earth, and could hardly believe that what she had supposed to be a fine and brave action could be a traitor's deed. "Who else but a traitor would make way with our liberty pole?" responded Mrs.
"Yes, yes," Anna responded quickly. "I heard Parson Lyon telling Captain O'Brien that all the men ought to be ready to defend the settlement." "Oh, Anna! There are quantities of powder stored at Chandler's Mills. Why couldn't we go after it?" Rebby whispered. "Then indeed we would be helping, and perhaps 'twould save the liberty pole." "Would Father let us?" Anna asked doubtfully. "Don't you see?
Anna told him quickly of the capture of Trit, the leaking boat, and her jump to safety, while Paul listened with astonished eyes, and, in his turn, told of the discovery of the honey-tree, and then of the search for Anna. "Your father and Rebby are sadly frightened," he concluded; "they are well on the way home now, thinking possibly you might have followed the path.
But the girls watched the slow-moving canoe rather anxiously until it drew close in to the opposite shore, and was hidden by the overhanging branches of the trees. Rebby decided that she would gather some dry grass and sticks for the fire, and asked Anna to go down near the mill and bring up some of the bits of wood lying about there.
If the gunboat fired on the town she felt it would be her fault for having kept Lucia's secret to herself; and yet she dared not break a promise. In some way Rebby felt that she must do something to make right her foolish act in helping Lucia set the liberty tree adrift.
Sometimes the bees had filled the cavities of the tree so full that they were forced to desert it and find new quarters; but it was evident that here they were very busy indeed. "They will have to be smoked out," decided Rebby, who had often heard her father tell of the way in which such stores were captured. "I wish I could do it, and get some honey for dinner," she exclaimed aloud.
But Anna was not greatly interested in the honey; she had even forgotten that she was hungry and thirsty. She could think only of her father and Rebby searching along the path for some trace of her. It was late in the afternoon when the canoe swept across the river to the same landing where Paul had fastened the liberty tree earlier in the month.
She did!" wailed Lucia, while Rebecca stood looking at the pieces of her cherished mug that had been brought from Boston when the Westons moved to Machias. "She dropped it on purpose," Rebby said, but no one seemed to think of her mug. Mrs. Lyon and Mrs. Weston were both endeavoring to comfort Lucia, and to repair the harm done to the yellow muslin.
"'Tis a golden sovereign that my mother bade me give you," she said, "and my mother says that always the children of Maine will remember what you have done for America's cause." Rebby hardly knew what to reply. "If they knew that I set the liberty tree afloat they would not praise me," she thought unhappily.
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