The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-07-04
eLAsg CHARLIE AT THE CIRCUS
Proof That Reality Can't Hold Candle
to Pleasures of Imagination.

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Proof That Reality Can't Hold Candle
to Pleasures of Imagination.
Charlie is little lad of eight years,
with a delicate, poetic face, and great,
dreamy, violet eyes with curling lashes
at least half an inch long. A casual Oh
server would say, That boy has imagi-
nation largely developed
His schoolmates sometimes call il by
another name.
When he comes home from school
somewhat early, with rosy, flushed face,
and as reason for not having his book
with him says, Two big boys pinioned
my arms and marched me home on i
double quickstep couldn't carry my
book and so it was lost" his fond and
judicious mamma suspends ali criticism
until after Investigation She knows
there is a grain of truth somewhere, and
expects to find it lodged at the bottom
of pretty big well
a note to the teacher ELECTS the infor-
nation that Charles reader Is in his desk,
and Charlie, with big, angelic eyes and
seraphic innocence saws, Sure enough,
forgot to take it home; but you know
if / had it must have been lost, because
each boy held an arm"
The other day considerable pains were
taken to send him TO the circus. An
older brother kindly gave up Saturday
afternoon on his bicycle TO act as his
chaperon- Seats were secured In the
best part of the house. Now Charlie had
never been TO a circus. He had. how
ever, seen considerable circus literature
as displayed on posters, and was familiar
with the beautiful fairy In ballet attire
who rides three horses at once while she
drives a tandem with her left hand and
with her right fires off gun on which
are perched happy family of cats. mice
and birds. He knew just how gracefully
the elephants could dance the german
and horses play seesaw.
Great enthusiasm was felt by the
whole family regarding Charles intro
duction to that delight Of every boys
heart, the circus Papa on the eventful
morning was heard to wish that Office
cares and duties would permit him to
live over again his youthful days by wit
Messing the impressions that would be
made on the virgin mind Of his little
boy.
Our blase young American, however,
afforded an instructive and beautiful IL
lustranon Of tine development of the
genus 'boy" in single generation. The
grand athletic tournament and the won
derful equestrian baboon failed to elicit
a single spark Of enthusiasm. The per-
formances of the clowns were beneath
his contempt.
During some marvellous bareback rid
ing acts he asked when the horses would
come out.
They are out; don't You see them:"
said his brother.
Yes, but when are they going to come
ont of the ringl don't care for this
part"
The trapeZe performances and the BIZ
cycle riding met with limited amount
of approval, although he would Just as
lief see Hal ride his wheel, and ''the fel-
lows ut the gymnasium were pretty good
on the trapeze." While Rome was fall
ing be wanted to 90 home and play hop
scotch.
When mamma questioned him as TO
what kind Of time he had, he said:
''Oh, the circus isn't as good as it used
TO be-"
why, Charlie" said mamma, ''you
never were at a circus before"
is that soy" said Master Charlie: 81
thought / had been every year from four
years up. New York Herald.