The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1883-05-30

to ask them if they, too, were going way
from the hot, dusty city, TO stay three long,
Testful, delicious weeks.
Finally, as we came near our journeys
end, and packed ourselves away Ia the old
stage which was to land US at the lakeside,
felt that must talk or explode. tell
you, being shut up in dingy little Office In
dingy little street of dingy big city for
eleven months of the year makes one sppre-
eiate some things, 60, when shifted the
real country Odors, and then caught sight of
pond through the trees, l gave Mike
Tapturous shake; but he made no reply ex-
cept 10 rattle the fshing-tackle in his peck
cts. This wSs expressive, but rather dull
for steady conversation; so, in desperation, l
began to scan my fellow passengers, IL
hopes OF finding somebody else who wanted
to talk. There was tall, good-nstured
man, his wife, big girl, little girl. poodle, and
baby, and 3 jolly-looking boy, who sat cock
ing his eye at me In each remarkably
funny way that 1 laughed, which laugh
seemed to set on him like an inspiration.
for be Immediately broke the silence by in.
curing in rapid voice:
where you going7 We're going to the
Lake View HOuHe--tlp-top place-ever been7
Splendid 6shing-wss there last summer
let's of fun
Informed him that was going there
also, snd then followed spirited discussion
Sc to the relative merits of grssshoppers or
sngle.worns for bait. AS my experience
with either was limited, this subject soon
dropped, when ne inquired, AREN'T any OF
your folks going to be there7' possibly en-
Wy ng me freedom from the sisterhood.
Meme of my folks" 1 replied, "but my
ebum, ny best friend; we're going to have
& times together. You'd ike him; he's g
;alllsl fellow-When he is in the mood" /
{, trghing, SIS 1 noticed him sitting silent
alt ii yeside me. "You must come up to
cur lUcm some day." / added, as the stage
stopped before our hotel.
saw nothing of my new acquaintance for
day or two, and Mike, who had come out
OF his dumps, was such good company that
forgot ali about the boy till, one afternoon,
re came rushing down the hall after me as
] was returning to our room from Z long
tramp.
"Ilsllool Where you been-fshing?' he
asked bresthlessly.
"Yes," answered.
Catch snything2"
"Of course"
where's your chunI'
mike? Oh, he is upstairs; he doesn't like
fishing. Come and see him. he will be in
8 gay humor when 1 show what 1 have.
We viii have festive time Come up7"
''Yes, guess I will. I'm sick of things
here, anyway"
This was no uncommon boy. He was Just
like a thousand others-a rough-and-tumble
sort of chap, but good-hearte1, and ready to
learn good or bad Just which ever happened
to come his way. As I listened to his bright
talk Of his thrilling adventure with pickeTel
l congratulated myself that he would be
quite an addition TO my pleasure, for Nike
as 1 have intimsted, was queer one, Rot
| fond ofthe active part of fishing or hunting;
but he did ample Justice to the spoiis, SIS
assured Bob-whieh l found 70 be the boys
nRme-wheD he made some damaging remark
about my friend, to the effect that ''Mike
| couldn't be much of fellow If he didn't
| fish" So / hsd to plead his cause as we
assembled the last Aght of stairs, declaring
| that ne made up for his masculine deficiency
| by the host of things he knew. why
| ] said, che is the most interesting company
| in the world; he tells the most wonderful
stories,-more marvellous than the Arabian
| Nights, or Jules Verne, and all true, too
and he vii keep at it as long IS you have 8
mind to sit up of an evening" The look
| Of disdsin over Mixes deplorsble lack of in
tereGt in those sports dear 10 the heart o.
every wellregulsted boy had changed tc
! one Of lively interest when 1 promised, as ]
turned the key Of l94 and flung open the
door, 80 'set Mike s-going for his benefit,
| Mike wss not visible, and while 1 disposed
of nv fishing apparatus, Bob surveyed the
empty room with disappointment
Where is heG Trot him out, he demand
ed.
''Oh, keep him locked up in a closet when
/ sm gone out" replied, STOPPING to draw
| of my muddy boots, and at the same time
| hide my amused face from the perplexed Bob
| who exclaimed, "Grsciousl you don't dc
your" Thinking the climax of his bewilder.
| ment was reached, proceeded to unlock the
| door of black walnut box standing on the
fcor, and drew out and set upon the table q
microscope, announcing, as I waved nv
hand toward it, behold my friend, my
chum, my blessed old Mixer
Bob's face was circus in itself. Many
| expressions struggled for the field, but dis.
gusted disappointment gained the day, and
he muttered, ss he picked Up ais nat and
| started for the door, ''Who wants to see your
| old telescope"
"Hold en-" / cried-''stsy five min.
utes; then you can go back to the
! girls and abuse me and my friend ifyou want
| TO-"
% pack No snulueO, Duh Slowly, anu viii
look Of determined suspicion 81 me.
went about my affairs, feeling sure ne would
| change his tune when once Mike had s
| chance 10 defend himself. And sure enough
IS soon SIS Mike began TO show him and en-.
| large upon the "catch" of my fishing, which
/ had brought home in 8 wide-mouthed
bottle of shiny water, Bob was sll stten.
ton.
By the time Nike had been put bach
into his box, Bob was ready to sc
knowledge that my chum was a mighty fine
| fellow