The Path of Duty, and Other Stories eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 310 pages of information about The Path of Duty, and Other Stories.

The Path of Duty, and Other Stories eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 310 pages of information about The Path of Duty, and Other Stories.

Becoming much alarmed, she endeavoured to retrace her steps, but after walking a long time would often return to the spot from which she set out.  She left home about ten o’clock in the forenoon, and her friends, alarmed at her long stay, called together some of their neighbours and set out to look for her, knowing that she must have lost her way in the forest.  They continued their search through the afternoon, sounding horns, hallooing, and calling her name, as they hurried through the tangled underbrush, and other obstructions, and at sunset they returned to procure torches with which to continue their search through the night; her friends were almost beside themselves with terror, and all the stories they had heard or read of people being devoured by wild animals rushed across their minds.  But just when they had collected nearly every settler in the vicinity, and were preparing their torches to continue the search, the woman arrived safely at home, with no further injury than being thoroughly frightened and very much fatigued.  She stated that she had walked constantly, from the time when she became aware she was lost, and that she was so much bewildered that she at the first did not know their own clearing, till some familiar object attracted her attention.  As the neighbours were going to their homes, after the woman’s return, they were, naturally enough, talking of the matter, regarding it as a cause of deep thankfulness that no harm had befallen her.  Mr. G., one of the number, although a very kind-hearted man, had an odd dry manner of speaking which often provoked a laugh.  It so happened that the woman who was lost was very small, her stature being much below the medium height.  Laughter was far enough from the mind of any one, till old Mr. G., who had not before made a remark, suddenly said, “sic a wee body as you should never attemp’ to gang awa’ her lane through the bush without a bell hanged aboot her neck to let people ken where to find her in case she should gang off the richt road.”  This was too much for the gravity of any one; and the stillness of the summer night was broken by a burst of hearty laughter from the whole company; and the old man made the matter little better, when the laugh had subsided by saying in a very grave manner, “Well, after a’ I think is would be a verra wise-like precaution wi’ sic a wee bit body as her.”  Time passed on; other settlers located themselves in the vicinity, and the settlement soon began to wear a prosperous appearance.  As soon as circumstances allowed, a school-house was erected, which, if rude in structure, answered the purpose very well.  For some time the school was only kept open during the summer and autumn, as the long distance and deep snows forbade the attendance of young children during the winter season.  They had as yet no public worship, except the Sabbath meetings before mentioned, which were now held in the schoolhouse for the greater convenience of the settlers.  Mr. Ainslie was a man of much

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