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[directly or indirectly, who had put the ( a peculiar accent (he said that-hlm and
(white one there for him. She knew by, his goal should 'now have a swoot' olt 1
the way it was pinned that he had ( time off his winninks, though the lady
;Clone It himself. "Who is it that ev'ry, was not manifested) had pocketed e25
meening brings me these lovely flow- with no trouble at all. The two oper-
! ers?" she burlesqued as he bent over ators seemed depressed, declaring the
,her. luck against 'them and the I'ltttvllle
"Mr, Wimby," he returned. "I will people too brilliant at the., game.
;point him out to you. You must see It was wonderful how the young
;him and Mr. Bodeffer, wbo is the old- couples worked their way arm in arm
(rest inhabitant and the crossest oe Car- through the thickest crowds, never sepa-
low." rating. Even at the lemonade stands
I "Will you present them to me?" they drank holding the glasses in their
• "No; they might talk to you and outer hands. Such are the sacrifices
• !take sonle of my time with you away : demanded by etiquette. But, obsere-
' from me." ing the gracious outpouring of fortune
Her eyes sparkled into his for the upon the rare rustic just mentioned, a
merest fraction of a second, and she youth in a green tie disengaged his
taughed. Then she dropped his lapel, arm—for the first time in two hours—
and they proceeded. She` did not put frons that of a girl who looked upon
the white rose in her belt, but carried him with fond, uncertain smiles and,
it. sr conducting her to a corner of the yard,
bade her remain there until he return-
ed. He had to speak to Hartley Bowl -
der, he explained.
Then he plunged, red faced and ex-
elted, into the circle about the shell
manipulators and offered to lay a wa-
The square was heaving with a jos-
tling, moving, good natured, happy and
• constantly Increasing crowd that over-
flowed on Main street in both direc-
t . tions and whose good nature augment -
;ed in the ratio that its size increased.
',The streets were a kaleidoscope of ger. .
many colors, and every window open- "Hol' on there, Hen Fentriss," thickly
ing on Main street or the square was objected a flushed young man beside
filled with eager faces. By 9 o'clock him. "Iss my turn."
"I'm first, Bartley," returned the oth-
er. "You can hold yer bosses, I reckon."
"Plenty fer each and all, gents," in-
terrupted one of the shell men. "Place
yer spoudulics on de little ball. Wick
is de nex' lucky gent to win our mom.'ey? Gent bets four sixty-five he seen de
little ball go under de middle shell. Up
she comes! Dig time we wins. Platt
ville can't win every time. Who's de
nex' lucky gent?"
Fentriss edged slowly out of the cir-
cle, abashed and with rapidly whiten-
ing cheeks. He paused for a moment
outside, slowly realizing that all his
money had gone iu one wild, blind
whirl—tete .money he had earned so
hard and saved so bard to make a holi-
enough) on the other, followed by a day for his sweetheart and himself. He
mother, with the other children hang- stole one glance around the building to
ing to her skirts and tagging e,>4asper- where a patient figure waited for him.
atingly behind, holding red and blueThen he fled down aside alley and soon
toy balloons and delectable cantly I was out upon the country road, tramp -
batons of spiral striped peppermint °in ing • soddenly homeward through the
tightly closed, sadly sticky fingers. .A. dust, his chin sunk in his breast and hie
thousand cries rent the air—the stroll-
• ing mountebanks and gypsying booth
merchants, the peanut venders, the
boys with palm leaf fans for sale, the
• candy sellers, the popcorn peddlers, the
Italian with the' toy balloons that' float
like a cluster of colored bubbles above
the heads of the crowd and the bal-
loons that wail like a baby; the red
lemonade man, shouting in the shrill
:voice that reaches everywhere and en-
• aures forever: "Lemo' 1 Lemo' 1 Five
. a glass! Ice cole lemo'l Five cents, a
nickel, a half a dime, the twentleth-
potofadollah! Lemo'! Ice cole lemo'1:'
—all the vociferating harbingers of the
• circus crying their wares. Timid
youths in shoes covered with dust
through which the morning polish but
• slimly shone and unalterably hooked
by the arm to blushing maidens bought
recklessly of peanuts, of candy, of pop-
• corn, of all known sweetmeats, per-
chance, and ;oreed their way to the
!lemonade stands, and there, all shyly,
.Silently sipped the crimson stained ra-
brosia. Everywhere the hawkers din—
ned, and everywhere was heard the
plaintive squawk of the toy balloom
In the courthouse yard, and so sin-
ning in the very eye of the law, two
• swarthy, shifty Iooking gentlemen were
operating with some greasy walnut.,{
shells and a pea what the fanciful or
unsophisticated might have been pleas-
ed to call a game of chance, and the
most intent spectator of the group
around them was Mr. James Bardlock,
the town marshal. He was simply and
unofficially and earnestly interested.
,'Thus the eye of the law may not be
'said to have winked upon the nefari-
ousness now under its vision. It gazed
with 'strong curiosity, an itch to dab-
ble and, it must be admitted, a grew-
ing hope of profit, theetgamo was so di-
rect and the player So sure, Several
countrymen had won small gums, and
•ne, a charmingly rustic stranger, with
;all the windows of the courthouse in
(the center of the square were occupied.
(Here most of the damsels congregated
!to enjoy the spectacle of the parade,
4 !anis their swains attended, posted at
!coigns of less vantage behind the la -
Some of the faces that peeped
from the windows of the dark, old,
shady courthouse' were pretty, and
I some of them were not pretty, but near-
:ly all of them were rosy checked, and
all were pleasant to see because of the
!good cheer they kept.
Here and there, along the sidewalk
below, a father worked his way through
the throng, a licorice' bedaubed cherub
on one arm, his coat (borne with long
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' and then he stopped and bitterly heel-
ed a stone at a piping bird on the fence
or gay bobwhite in the fields. At noon
the patient figure was still waiting is
the corner of the courthouse yard, meek-
ly twisting a coral ring upon her finger.
But the flushed young man who had
spoken thickly to her deserter drew att
envied roll of bank bills from his pock-
et and began to bpt with tipsy caution,
while the circle about the gamblers
watched with fervid interest, especially
Mr. Bardlock, town marshal.
From far' up Main street came the
cry "She's a-comin'! She's a-comin!"
and this announcement of the parade
proving only one of a dozen false
alarms a thousand discussions took
place over .old-fashioned silver time-
pieces as to when '.+she" was really due.
Schofields' Henry was much appealed
to as an arbiter in these discussions,
from a sense of his having a good deal
to do with time in a general sort of
way, and thus Schofields' came to be
reminded that it was getting on toward
10 o'clock, whereas, in the excitement
of festival, he had not yet struck 9
This, rushing. forthwith to do, he di ,
and, in the elation of the moment, leve '
or eight besides. Miss Helen Sherwood
was looking down on the mass of shift-
ing colorfrom a second story windoib
of" the courthouse, and she had the
pleasure of Seeing Schofields' emerge
on the steps beneath her when the bells
had done and heard the cheers (led by
Mr. Martin) with which the crowd
greeted his appearance after the per-
formance of his feat.
She turned beamingly to Harkless.
"What a family it is!" she laughed.
"Just one ,big, jolly family! I didn't,
know people could be like this until I
came to Plattville."
"That is the word for it" he said,
resting hie hand ore the casement be-
side her. "I used to think it was deso-
late, but that was long ago." He lean-
ed from the window to Look down. In
his dark cheek was a glow the Carlow
folks had never seen there, and some-
how he seemed less thin and tired than
espal; indeed, hd did not seem tired at•
all,* far the contrary,.nnd he carried
himself upright, `when he was not
stooping underthe hat, thou to see h h
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not as if he thou ht abouti " be-
lieve
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lieve they are the best people I know,"
be went on. "Perhaps it is because
they have' been so kind to me; but
they are kited to each other, too—kind,
good people."
"I now, she said, nodding, "I
know. There are fat women, women
who rock and rock on piazzas by the
sea, and they speak of Country people
as the 'lower wee C1 a99es., He happy
How pl y
this big family is in not knoh'rng it is
the lower classes!"
"We haven't read Nordau down
here,e said Jolle. "Old Tom Martin's
favorite Work is 'The Descent of 1fan,'
and Miss Tibbs Cares most fOr 'Leila
Itookh' and 'Beulah. And why not?"
"It was a girl from Southeast Cotton-
bridges, Mass.," said Helen, "who heard
I Wes from Indiana and ssked me if
I didn't 'hate to lire so far away from
thinge, " There was a pause while she
leaned out e>l the window ;with her face
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aside from him. Then she remari ea
carelessly, "I Met her at Winter alis
bol:"
""Do you go to Winter Harbor," he
asked.
"We have gone there every summer
until this one for years. Have you
friends wbo go there?"
"I had once, There was a classmate
of ..mine from Rouen"---
"What was his name? Perhaps I
know Mw." She stole a glance at hem
and saw that his face had fallen into
sad lines.
"He's forgotten me, I dare say, I
haven't seen him for seven years, and
that's a long time, you know, and he's
'out in the world,' where remembering
is harder. Here in Plattvillo we don't
forget."
"Were you ever at Winter Harbor?"
"I was once. I spent a very happy
day there long ago, when you must
have been a little girl. Were you there
hi
"Listen!" sbe cried. "The procession
is coming. Look at the people!'
The parade had seized a psychologic-
al moment. There was a fanfare, of
trunlpets in he east. Lines of people
rushed for the streets, and as one look-
ed down on the big straw hats and
sunbonnets and many kinds of finer
head apparel tossing forward they
seemed like surf sweeping up the long
beaches. She was coming at last. The
boys whooped in the middle of the
street. Some tossed their arms to
heaven, others expressed their emotion
by somersaults; those most deeply
moved walked on their hands. In the
distance one saw over the heads of the
multitude tossing banners and the
moving crests of triumphal cars, where
"cohorts were shining in purple and
gold."
There was ?pother flourish of music.
Then all the baud gave sound, and,
with the blare of brass and the crash
of drums, the glory of the parade Must
upon Plnttville. Glory in the utmost!
The impetus of the march time music,
the flare of royal banners, the smiling
of beautiful court ladies and great silk-
en nobles, the swaying of howdahs on
camel and elephant and the awesome
shaking of the earth be ieath the ele-
phant's feet and his devastating eye
(every one declared he looked the
alarmed Mr. Bill Snodtly, stoutest citi-
zen of the county, full in the face as he
passed him, and Dir. Snaddy felt not at
all reassured, when Tom Martin severe-
ly hinted that it was with the threaten-
ing glance of a rival); then the badi-
nage of the clown, creaking by in his
donkey cart; the terrific recklessness of
the spangled hero who was drawn
[,along in a cage with two striped tigers
—the delight of all this glittering pomp
and pageantry needed even more than
walking on your hands to express.
Last of all came the tooting calliope,
followed by swarms of boys as it exe-
cuted "Wait Till the Clouds Roll By,
Jennie," with infinite gusto.
When it had gone Miss Sherwood's
gaze relaxed—she had been looking on
as eagerly as any child—and she turned
to speak to Harkless and discovered
that he vias no longer in the room. In-
stead she found Minnie and Dir.
lefts, whom he had summoned from
another window.
"He 'was called away," explained
Lige. "He thought he'd be back before
the parade was over and said you were
enjoying it so much he didn't want to
speak to yon."
"Called away?"
Minnie laughed. "Ob, everybody sends
for Mr. Harkless."
"It was a farmer name of Bowlder,"
added Air. Willetts. "Isis son Hartley 's
drinking again, and there ain't any one
but Harkless can do anything with
him. You let him tackle a sick man to
nurse or a tipsy feller to handle, andl
tell you," Mr. Willetts went on, with
enthusiasm, "he is at home. It beats
me, and lots of people don't think col-
lege does a man any good. Why, the
way he cured old Pis"— MIss Briscoe
Interrupted him.
"See!" she cried, pointing out of the
'window. "Look out there! Something's
happened!"
There was a swirl in the crowd be-
low. Men were running around a cor-
ner of the courthouse, and the women
and children were harking after. They
wept so fast and there Were so many
of thein that immediately that whole
portion of the yard became a pushing,
tugging, squirming jam of people.
"It's on the other side," said Lige.
"We can see from the hall window.
Coyne quick before these other folks fill
it up."
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pwarin of faces. Five men were stand.
Ing on the e'ftrauee steps to the door
below them, and the crowd was thick-
ly massed beyond, leaving a little semi-
circle clear About the steps. Those be-
hind struggled to get closer and leaped
in the air to catch a glimpse of wbat
was going on. Harkless stood alone on
the top step, his band resting on the
shoulder of the pale and contrite ante
sobered Hartley. On the lowest step
Jim Bardlock was standing with sheep-
ishly hanging head and between him
and Harkless the two gamblers of the
walnut sbells. rhe journalist held in
his hand the implements of their pro-
fession.
"Yes; give up every cent," he.said
quietly. "You've taken $80 from this
boy. Hand it over."
The men began to edge down closer
to the crowd, giving little, swift, des-
perate, searching looks from left to
right and right. to left and moving nerv-
ously about like weasels in a trap.
"Close up, there," said Harkless.
"Don't let them out."
"W'y can't we git no square treat-
ment here?" one ot the gamblers whin-
ed. But his eyes blazed with a rage
that belied the plaintive passivity of
his tone. "We ain't been rennin' no
skin. W'y d'ye say we getter give up
our own money? You getter prove it
was a skin. We risked our money
fair."
"Prove it! Come up here, Eph Watts.
Friends" — the editor turned to the
crowd, smiling—"friends, here's a man
we ran out of town once because be
knew too much about things of this
sort. He's come back to us again, and
he's here to stay. IIe'Il give us an ob-
ject lesson on the shell game."
"It's pretty simple," remarked Mr.
Watts. "The best way is to pick up
the ball with your second finger and
the back part of your thumb, as you
pretend to lay the shell down over it—
this way." Ile illustrated and showed
several methods of manipulation with
professional sang free], and as be
made plan the vulgar swindle by which
many had been duped that morning
there arose an angry and threatening
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murmur.
"You all see," said Harl.less, raising
his voice, "what a simple cheat it is—
an old, wornout one. Yet a lot of you
lost your own motley on it and then
stood by, staring like idiots, and tet
Hartley Bowlder lose $80, and not one
of you lifted a hand. How hard did
you work for what these two cheap
crooks took from you? Ah," he cried,
"it is because you were greedy that
they robbed you so easily! You know
it's true. It's when you want to get
something for 'nothing that the 'con-
fidence men' steal the money you sweat
for and make you the laughingstock
of the country. And you, Jim Bard -
lock, town marshal; you, who con-
fess that you 'went in the game GO
cents' worth' yourself"— His face was
wrathful and stern as he raised his ac-
cusing hand and leveled It at the un-
happy municipal.
The town marshal smiled uneasily
and deprecatingly about him and, see-
ing only angry, 'frowning brows, hear-
ing only words of condemnation, passed
his hand unsteadily over his fat mus-
tache, shifted from one leg to the other
and back again, looked up, looked
down, and then, an amiable and pleas-
ure loving man, beholding nothing but
accusation and wrath In heaven and
earth and wishing nothing more than
to sink into the waters under the
earth, but having no way of reaching
them, and finding his troubles quite
unbearable and himself unable to meet
the manifold eye of man, he sought re-
lief after the unsagaclous fashion of
a larger bird than he. His burly form
underwent a series of convulsions not
unlike sobs, and he shut his eyes tight
and held them so, presenting a picture
of misery unequaled in th'e memory of
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"Poe, you, a man elected to"—
any stectator. The editor'ss outs 1 t
ch.D
ed hand began to shake. "You," he
tried to continue; "you, a man elected
to"—
There came from the crowd the sound
of a sad, high keyed volce drawling,
"That's a nice vest Jim's got on, but it
ain't hardly the feathers fatten for an
ostrich, is it?"
Harkless broke into a ringing laugh
and turned to the shell Mtn. "Give up
the boy's money. hurry."
"Step down here and git It," staid the
one who had spoken.
There was ,a turbulent motion in the
crowd, and a cry arose: "Run 'em out!
Hide 'em on a rant '.Car and feathers('
Run 'ern, Out o' town!"
"1 wouldn't dillydally long if I were
Me" said l larkless, .A. roll of bills was
t
,
bullenl y p aeect in his hand, which he
counted and turned over to the elder
$owlder. One of the shell mens clutched
the editor's sleeve with his dirty and.
'We hasn't done id' y'ouse," he said
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hoarsely, "Don't helle[ It, not for a,
minute, see?"
'1.'he town marshal opened his eyes
briskly and, placing a hand on each of
the gamblers, said, "I do hereby arrest
your said persons and declare you my
prisoners." '
The cry arose again louder: "Run 'em
out! String 'ern tip! hang 'em! Hang
them!" Ant a forward rush was made.
"This way, Jim, Gnirk!" cried Hark-
less, bedding down and jerking cue of
the gamblers half way up the steps.
"Get through the hall to the other side
and then run 'em to the lockup. No
one will step you that way. Watts and
I will hold this door."
Bardlock hustled his prisoners tbrough
the doorway, and the crowd pushed up
the steps, while IIarkless struggled to
keep the vestibule clear until Watts
got the double doors closed, "Stand
buck, there!" he shouted. "It's all over.
Don't be foolish. Tlie law is good
enough for us. Stand back, will you?"
He was shoving vlgorously with open
band and elbow, when a compact little
group of men suddenly dashed up the
steps together, and .a heavy stick
swung out over their heads. A straw
hat with a gay ribbon sailed through
the air. The editor's long arms went
out swiftly'' from his body in several
directions, the hands not open, but
clinched and hard. Tho next instant
be and Mr. Watts stood alone on the
steps, and a man with a bleeding, blas-
pheming mouth dropped bis stick, and
tried to lose himself in the crowd. ler.
Watts was returning something he had
not used to his hip pocket.
"Prophets of Israel!" exclaimed Wil-
liam Todd ruefully. "It wasn't Eph
Watts' pistol, Did you see Mr. Hark-
less? I was up on them steps when he
begun, I don't believe he needs as
much takin' care of as we think."
"Wasn't it one of them Crossroads
devils that knocked his hat off?" asked
Judd Bennett. "I thought I see Bob
Skillett run up with a club."
Harkless threw open the doors be-
hind hint. The hall was empty. "You
may come in now," he said. "This isn't
my courthouse."
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CHAPTER VI.
HEY walked slowly back alone
the pike toward the brick
house. Ile was stooping very
much as they walked. Ile
wanted to be,told that he could look at
her for a thousand years. The small
face was rarely and exquisitely mod-
eled, but perhaps just now the salient
characteristic of her beauty (for the
salient characteristic seemed to be a
different thing at different times) was
the coloring, a delicate glow under the
white skin, a glow that bewitched him
1n its seeming to reflect the rich bene-
! diction of the noonday sun that blazed
overhead.
Once he had thought the way to the
Briscoe homestead rather a long walk-,
but now the distance sped malignantly.
Strolled they never so slow, it was less
than a "young bird's flutter from a
wood." With her acquiescence he rolled
a cigarette, and she began to hum light-
ly the air of a song, a song of ineffably
gentle, slow movement.
That, and a reference of the morning
and perhaps the smell of his tobacco
mingling with the fragrance of her
roses, awoke again the old reminis-
cence of the night before. A. clearly
outlined picture rose before him—the
high green slopes and cool cliff walls
of the coast of Maine and the sharp
j little estuary waves he lazily watched
through half closed lids while the pale
smoke of his cigarette blew out under
the rail of a waxen deck where he lay
cushioned. And again a woman pelted
his face with handfuls of rose petals
and cried: "Cp, lad, and at 'em! Yon-
der is Winter Harbor!" Again he sat
in the oak raftere.d casino, breathless
with pleasure, and. heard a• young girl
1 sing the "Angel's Serenade," a young
girl who looked so bravely, unconscious
Of the big, hushed crowd that listened,
looked so pure and bright and gentle
and good, that he had spoken of her as
"Sir Galahad's little sister." IIe had
been much taken with this child, but
he had not thought of her from that
time to this, he supposed. He had al-
most forgotten her. No! Her face
suddenly stood out to his view as
though he saw her with his pbysical
eye, a sweet and vivacious child's face,
with light brown hair and gray eyes
adfa short upper lip like di curled rose
1 leaf. And the voico—
1
He stopped short. "You are Tom
eferodithi's little cousin."
"The great I.tarkiess," she answered
and stretched out her hand to him.
"I remember you."
"Isn't it time'!"
"Ah, but I never forgot you!" lie
cried. "I thought I had. I didn't know
who it was I was remembering. I
thought it was fancy, and it was mem-
ory. I never forgot your voice, sing-
ing, and I remembered your face, too,
though I thought I didn't" He drew
a deep breath. "That was why"—
"Tom bas not forgotten you," she
sadI its hemsec 1
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"Would you mind shaking hands
once more?" he asked,
She gave him her hand again. "With
all my heart. Why?"
"I'm making a record of It; that's
all. Thank you."
"They caked me 'Sir Galehad's lit-
tle sister' all one summer because the
great John Harkless called me that.
Your id I dan?ced" with me in the evening."
"A
"Ab," sbe said, shaking her head,
"you were too busy being in love With
pretty 11Irs. Van Skuyt to remember a
Waltz with Only 111e! I was allowed to
meet you as a reward for singing my
very best, and you—yon bowed with
the indulgence of n grandfatbee And
asked tee to dance."
"Like a grandfather!' !low young I
was then! Iiow time changes us!"
"I'm afraid my conversation did not
make It great lmpreselon uppn you,"
ibe eoletinued,
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"But it did. I am remembering very
fast. 11 you will wait a moment I will
tell you some of the things you said."
The girl laughed merrily. Whenever
she laughed he realized that it was be-
coming terribly difficult not to tell her
how adorable she was. - "I wouldn't
risk it if I were you," she warned him,
"because I didn't speak to you at all.
I shut my lips tight and trembled all
over every bit of the time I was danc-
ing with you. I did not sleep that
night, and I was unhappy, wondering
what the great Harkless would think
of me. I knew he thought me unutter-
ably stupid because I couldn't tall: to
him. I wanted to send him word that
I knew I had bored Itrit1. I couldn't
endure that he shouldn't. know that I
knew I had. But he was not thinking
of me in any way. Ile had gone to
sea again in his white boat, the un-
grateful pirate, cruising with Mrs. Van
Skuyt."
"How time does change us!" said
John. "You are wrong, though. I did
think of you. I have al"—
"Yes," she interrupted, tossing her
head in airy travesty of the stage co-
quette, "you think so—I mean, you say
so—now. Away with you and your
blarneying!"
And so they went through the warm
noontide, and little he cared for the
heat that wilted tbe fat mullein leaves
and made the barefoot boy who passed
by skip gingerly through the burning
dust with anguished mouth and watery
eye. Little he knew of the katydid that
suddenly whirred its mills of shrillness
in the maple tree and sounded so hot,
bot, hot; or that other that railed at the
country quiet from the dim, Cool shade
around the brick house, or even the rain
crow that sat on the fence and swore to
' them In the face of a sunny sky that
they should see rain ere the day were
done. Little the young man reeked of
what he ate at Judge Briscoe's good
noon dinner—chicken wing and young
roas'n ear, hot rolls as light as the fluff
of a summer cloudlet, and honey and
milk and apple butter flavored like
spices of Arabia and fragrant, flaky,
cherry pie and cool, rich, yellow cream.
Lige Willetts was n lover, yet he said
he asked no better than to just go on
eating that cherry e till a w
death overtook him; bppii s
>•ailrtlnd sandeet-
= a-wC"1Cs t-,._ aa,.,A ..A ,+edtuu1s1i
have been set before Harkless for all
the difference it would have made to
him,
At no other time IS n man's feeling of
companionship with a woman so strong
as When he sits at table with her, not
at a "decorated" and beeatered and be-
waitered table, but at a homely, appe-
tizing, wholesome, home table like old
Judge Briscoe's. The very essence of
the thing is domesticity, and the im-
plication is utter confidence and liking,
There are few greater dangers for a
bachelor. An insinuating imp perches
on his
and
softly t
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the
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bachelor's ear with the feathers of an
arrow shaft, whispers: "Pretty gay,
isn't it, el? Rather pleasant to have
that girl sitting there, don't you think?
Enjoy having her notice your butter
plate was empty? Think it exhilarat-
ing to hand her those rolls? Looks nice,
doesn't she? Says 'Thank you' rather
prettily? Makes your lonely breakfast
seem mighty dull, doesn't it? Iiow
would you like to have her pour your
coffee for you tomorrow, my bey? Iiow
would it neem to have such pleasant
Company all the rest of your life?
Pretty cheerful, eh? It's my conviction
Mkt your ono need in life is to pick her
up in your arms and run away with
her, not anywhere in particular, but
just run and run and run away!"
After dinner they went ent to the
veranda, and the gentlemen smoked.
The judge set his chair down on the
ground, tilted back in It with his feet
•n the stege; and blew a wavery, dom-
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ed city up in the air. He called its
solid comfort. He liked to sit out from
under the porch roof, he said. Ho
wanted to see more of the sky. The
others moved their chairs down to
join in the celestial vision. A feath-
ery thin cloud or two had been fanned:
across it, but save for these there was
nothing but glorious and tender bril-
liant blue. It seemed so clear and
close one marveled the little church[
spire in the distance did not pierce it..
Yet at the sante time the eye ascended
miles and miles into warm, shimmer-
ing ether. Far away two buzzards
swung slowly at anchor halfway to the
sun. 1
"0 bright, translucent, cerulean hue, -
Let my wide wings drift on in you,"
llarkless quoted, pointing them out to
Helen.
"You seem to get a good deal of fun
out of this kind of weather," observed
Lige as he wiped his brow and shifted
his chair into the shade.
"I expect you don't get such skies
as this up in Rouen," said the judge,
looking at the girl from between hie
lazily half closed eyelids.
"It's the same Indiana sky, I think,"
she answered.
"I guess maybe in tbe city you don't
see as much of it or think as much
about it, then. Yes, they're the In-
diana skies," the old man went on. ,
"Skies as blue
As the eyes of children when they smile
at you.
"There aren't any others anywhere
that ever seemed much like them to
me. They've been Company for me all
my life. I don't think there are any,
others half as beautiful, and I know;
there aren't any as sociable. They,
were always so." IIe eighed gently,
and Miss Sherwood fancied his wife
must have found the Indiana skies as
lovely as he had in the days of long
ago. "Seems to me they are tiro softest
and bluest and kindest in the world."
"I think they are," said Helen, "and
they are more beautiful than the Mil-
ian
ian skies, though I doubt if many of
tis Hoosiers realize it, and certainly no
one else does."
The old man leaned over and patted
her hand. Harkless gasped. "'les
Hoosiers! " chuelrled the judge. "Yo»'re
(To be conti.niled
Get all your harveetiug iriiiolr ser -'
under cover just as soon as possible.
Sun and ran do it no good, and by ex -
prising your implements you set a bad
example to your neighbors.
t Minister ot the bospei Recommends
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