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“ Manser’s cat,” said Polly, glad to be on safe ground, “and he knows a great deal, Father Manser says. He is nearly as old as I am, and he has caught forty-three rats to Uncle Blodgett’s certain sure knowledge, and nobody knows how many more. He has eaten them, too,” said Polly, gravely, “though I don’t see how he could ever in this world; do you?”
“They wouldn’t be to my taste,” said Miss Pomeroy, briskly. “Who is Uncle Sam Blodgett? I mean, is he any relation of yours?”
“Oh, no, ma’am; he isn’t any relation of anybody,” said Polly. ”

“ Kill him!” cried Sparrow Hawk, and at that instant they all flew at him. Owl’s big eyes popped open and his feathers stood on end. So large did he appear and so terrible did the snap of his bill seem that, for the minute, his enemies stopped half way in their flight, and then, before they could collect their scattered wits, Owl darted noiselessly into his house.
It is very easy for us to understand now how all the scandals about Owl were started and why he lives such a hermit’s life. We know, too, why Flicker and Sparrow Hawk cannot get along together since the former saved Owl’s life. ”

“ AT POMEROY OAKS
“THIS is little Mary Prentiss,” said Miss Pomeroy to Arctura Green, who stood beaming down on Polly.
“Well, I’m glad enough to see you,” said Arctura, heartily, reaching out her long arm and drawing the little girl close to her side; “something young is just what we need here. We’re all growing old, Miss Hetty and Hiram and I, and Daisy and the cows and all hands; we’ve got a couple of kittens, to be sure, but they’re always busy about their own affairs and don’t talk much, so they’re no great company.” ”

“ Margot’s brown face flushed. She wanted nobody’s pity, and she had not felt that her life was a singular or narrow one till this outsider came. A wish very like Angelique’s, that he had stayed where he belonged, arose in her heart, but she dismissed it as inhospitable. Her tone, however, showed her resentment.
“I’m not poor. Not in the least. I have everything any girl could want, and I have—uncle! He’s the best, the wisest, the noblest man in all the world. I know it, and so Angelique says. ”

“ Hadley was nearly flung to the ground.
“Halt!” cried a voice, and in front of the startled youth appeared half a dozen figures all armed with muskets, and dressed in garments so nondescript that their affiliation, whether with the British or American armies, it would have been hard to guess. “Who are you, Master?” demanded the voice which had cried “Halt!” “Why do you ride so fast on this road at night?”
“See if he has the word, Bumbler,” advised a second man, and the party advanced on the mare and her rider. ”

“ Where’s the little girl’s baggage, Miss Hetty?”
“It’s there in the back of the wagon,” said Miss Pomeroy; “a big black bag.”
“If you please, I can carry it, Miss Arctura,” said Polly, stepping forward to take the bag. “I’m real strong.”
“I want to know,” said Arctura, placidly. “Well, considering how many times as big as you are I am, supposing you let me lug it upstairs for you just this once. I shouldn’t know I was hefting more’n a feather’s weight,” and she swung the bag jauntily as she marched into the house after Miss Pomeroy, gently pushing the little girl before her. ”

“ It would be an awful thing to be shot down from ambush, and it would scarcely matter whether he was shot by bushwhackers or scouts of the American army. By and by, however, the narrow woodroad opened into a broader highway. He was on the Germantown pike, and there were houses scattered along the roadside—but all dark and silent, save for the baying of watchdogs as Molly bore him on and on, her tireless feet clattering over the hard-packed road. ”

“ It was the third year after the king’s reception that Owl moved into Birdland. He was a stranger to every one and, moreover, he seemed reserved, seldom joining in any of the social functions. Indeed, he was considered by many to be a wizard, so eccentric was he. Wren had once remarked, Owl always seemed to have something on his mind. Whereupon Brown Thrasher, with his usual sarcasm, replied that he didn’t think that Owl had any mind. Of course, this created a laugh at Owl’s expense, but he took it good-naturedly, for he knew that Thrasher’s opinions were as airy as his flight. ”

“ We are a simple household, following the old habit of early to bed and to rise. You must be tired enough to sleep anywhere, and there is another big lounge in my study. You would best occupy it to-night, and to-morrow Angelique will fix you better quarters. Few guests favor us in our far-away home,” he finished, with a smile that was full of hospitality.
Adrian rose at once, and, bidding Margot and Angelique good-night, followed his host into a big room which, save for the log walls, might have been the library of some city home. ”

“ Young people starting out with the ambition to accomplish something of importance in the world naturally place great stress upon the element of originality. To them, at first glance, the world’s great discoveries and inventions seem based upon a learning totally new—the sudden flash of genius rather than the natural growth of knowledge. ”

“ Like most of his neighbors, Hadley is an ardent sympathizer with the American cause. When, therefore, the bearer of dispatches, having been captured on his way to Philadelphia, gives Hadley the all-important packet to be forwarded to General Washington, the boy immediately makes his escape with it, in spite of the risk to his own life from the pursuing horsemen. In the darkness the fleeing boy meets a friendly teamster, Lafe Holdness, in reality a patriot spy and friend of Washington. ”

“ He knew the countersign of neither army.
“I’m only riding in a hurry to Germantown, sirs,” he said. “I do not know the password. I hope you will not stop me—”
“What are you doing on this road?” demanded the corporal. “And without the word? Didn’t you expect to fall in with the outposts?”
“With what outposts?” cried Hadley.
“Ours, of course—the American outposts? Are you one of this Tory tribe with which the country is overrun?”
At this Hadley, scarce convinced, flung much of his caution to the winds and replied: “I am as anxious to reach the American outposts as I can be. ”

“ It is well, my lad,” he said, glancing again at Hadley, “that you let not the packet fall into the hands of the enemy. Our work would have been put back some days,—perhaps crippled. I must see more of you. You seem heartily in sympathy with our country’s cause. Why have you not enlisted?”
“Egad, General!” exclaimed the same subordinate who had before spoken, “I’ll set him to drilling myself if he’ll enlist. He’s a man’s stature now, if not a man’s age.” ”

“ Brought up in the forests of northern Maine, and seeing few persons excepting her uncle and Angelique, the Indian housekeeper, Margot Romeyn knows little of life beyond the deep hemlocks. Naturally observant, she is encouraged in her out-of-door studies by her uncle, at one time a college professor. The cyclone from which they barely escape with their lives appeals to her only as an interesting phenomenon. ”

“ Flicker was the only one who had heard the news and would not join the gathering. He sat on his doorstep watching them as they silently approached Owl, and he trembled, for it would be a very easy matter to kill poor Owl while he was asleep.
Sparrow Hawk was exultant. Now at last he would be revenged. Everybody believed Owl to be a villain and wished to kill him.
But to tell the truth, the birds were afraid of Owl. Even Sparrow Hawk hesitated about attacking him. Finally, it was planned that every one should fly at him at once while he slept, unconscious of his danger. ”

“ Uniforms among the American troops were scarce at best. At this time some of the regiments were distinguished merely by a cockade, or a strap on their coats, while their uniforms were naught but the home-spun garments they had worn on joining the army.
“He’s only a boy, Corporal,” said the first speaker, and a lean, unshaven face was thrust close to Hadley’s. “Get off the horse, lad. It’s too good for you to ride—unless you’re riding for the right side?” ”

“ It was the troop of dragoons with Colonel Knowles at their head. They had not found him up the river, and, suspecting that he had struck out for some other place of crossing, were scouring the bank of the stream. Alwood’s boat was the nearest.
Farmer Alwood explained the difficulty he was in—his son and slave being obliged, at the point of a pistol, to pole the stable boy of the Three Oaks Inn across to the Pennsylvania side of the river.
“Ha! Hadley Morris, you say? The very boy we’re after!” cried the colonel. “Men, give them a volley!” ”

“ And now these fellows have taken your packet, eh?” He turned a frowning visage upon the corporal. “How is this?” he demanded.
“We know nothing about the lad, your honor,” said the corporal.
“Return to him the papers and let him go with me in the carriage. His horse looks fagged and had best be left in the care of some loyal farmer nearby.”
“But how do we know you?” began the corporal, desperately.
At this Bumbler left Hadley’s side and plucked at the petty officer’s sleeve. “Don’t be a fool, Corporal!” he whispered, hoarsely. “It’s Colonel Cadwalader true enough. ”

“ Then, seeing Hadley in the grasp of Bumbler, he added: “And you are keeping that boy prisoner, too, are you? You’ll have your hands full, Sir Corporal, before you get back from this foraging expedition of yours. Your commanding officer is to be congratulated on having such well-disciplined men in his rank and file.” Evidently noticing the disarrangement of Hadley’s garments, he added, looking at the boy again: “And why do you hold this farm lad prisoner, pray?” ”

“ For the moment he was evidently sorry that the Alwoods were not the worst rebels in the country, so that he could have a good excuse for firing on the rapidly disappearing boat. Their voices still floated across the water to Hadley, and he heard the sergeant say:—
“We’d best give it up, sir. There’s no way of crossing near here, and the whole country will be aroused if we don’t get back to our command. There are more rebels than Tories in this neighborhood, sir.”
“Keep at it, boys!” Hadley commanded. “I’ve got my eye on you. Lon—don’t shirk. Hurry up there, Sam, you black rascal!” ”

“ As the heavy coach hurried on, they were stopped half a dozen times, but at no point was there any difficulty. There was always somebody who knew Colonel John Cadwalader. The magic of his name opened the way to the very presence of the Commander-in-Chief, into whose hands Hadley had been told to deliver the packet in his possession. The boy was finally aroused from his uneasy sleep when the traveling coach stopped before the door of a large residence beyond Germantown, which happened, for the nonce, to be the headquarters of General Washington. ”

“ The men whom the world remembers are the ones who recognize these chances and make perfect use of the past.
To-day, we see several minds struggling to interpret the problem of wireless telegraphy. Their experiments are going on before the eyes of the world. It is no sudden stroke of genius. What is in its effect a decided originality, is largely the ability to make practical application of past labor. Our knowledge of electricity has been accumulating. ”

“ Hadley handed back the pistol when he heard the scout’s name, for he knew that Holdness must have some good reason for wishing Black Sam to be armed. Lon had not seen this little byplay; but he shouted for Sam now to help pole the boat back across the river.
“Be as slow as possible, Sam!” Hadley whispered, leaping astride his mare. “Those chaps over there might take it into their heads to cross, after all—though they’d be running their necks into a noose. Our people must be all about here.” ”

“ I’m small for my age,” she said, slowly, “but I’m real strong. I’ve never been sick, not one single day.” And then she thought, “Oh, dear! probably Eleanor was tall! I’m going to see if I can’t stretch myself out the way Ebenezer did when he was little. I can lie down on the floor in my room and reach my arms and legs as far as they’ll go—What, ma’am?” said Polly, quickly, as she realized that Miss Pomeroy was speaking.
“I was saying that I suppose you’re accustomed to play out of doors a good deal,” said Miss Hetty, a little sharply, “for you have such rosy cheeks. ”

“ The corporal shouted hoarsely to the coachman, and the presentation of five muskets, Bumbler still holding on to Hadley, quickly brought the carriage to a halt. In answer to the challenge the door of the coach opened and a sharp voice demanded the cause of the disturbance.
“Travelers on this road must have the password, master,” the corporal said. “You are near the outposts of the army.”
The man in the coach at once leaped out and approached the scouting party. He was rather a tall man, dressed in semi-military manner, for he wore a sword at his side and a buff coat with satin facings of blue. ”