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Updated: September 9, 2025
"'Twill only postpone Father's trip to the forest, Dan," said Rebby; "but look at those black clouds. 'Twill surely be a tempest. I hope we'll reach home before it breaks," and she started to run, pulling Anna along with her. "Oh, Rebby, let me go! I can't go home! I can't!" exclaimed Anna, breaking away from her sister's clasping hand and darting ahead.
The Westons had not told their neighbors of the girls' undertaking, thinking it wiser to await their return; but as soon as Rebby and Anna were safely indoors their father hastened away to tell the men of the settlement that a supply of powder and shot had been brought to Machias by his courageous daughters.
I tried to show off," she said, "and now probably she will never want to see me again; and oh, Rebby! the worst of it all is that Melvina is just as brave as she can be, and I like her!" And Anna's brown eyes brightened at the remembrance of Melvina's enjoyment of their sport together.
"Will not Lucia Horton be pleased when we tell her about the honey?" said Anna. Rebecca stopped suddenly. "We are not to ask the Hortons," she announced. "Not ask Lucia! Why not?" questioned Anna, while Luretta looked at Rebby with wondering eyes. "No," Rebecca declared firmly.
For a moment the two girls looked at each other, and then Lucia whispered: "What will become of us, Rebecca? Mr. O'Brien told Mother that the men were determined to find out who pushed the liberty tree afloat, and that no mercy would be shown the guilty. That's just what he said, Rebby, for I heard him," and Lucia began to cry.
Well, I must take time and go to the swamp for a good supply of it before this month goes. 'Tis best when gathered in May." "May I not walk over and see Lucia?" Rebby asked a little fearfully, wondering what she could do if her mother refused. "Why, yes; it will very likely do you good. But walk slowly, dear child," responded Mrs.
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.
Weston, and in a moment their load of powder and shot was swung over his shoulders, Rebby was clasping one hand and Anna the other, and they were both talking at once, trying to tell him the story of their journey. Their mother came running down the path to meet them, and clasped them in her thankful embrace.
"I won't come here again," she thought, a little sadly, for she and Lucia had been "best friends" ever since Captain Horton had brought his family to the remote settlement. "There's Rebby," Anna called joyfully, as holding her father's hand, and with her mother walking close behind, she came along the path toward home.
Getchell, and they were both very thirsty as well as tired and hungry. "We will take a good rest, Rebby, and eat our luncheon. I saw Mrs. Getchell stirring up a molasses cake while we ate breakfast," said Anna, encouragingly, "and she put a tin dipper with the luncheon. See!" and Anna held up the small cup-shaped dish.
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