The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1899-06-29

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Fourth Of July. | was not the boy,
q because ! CHANGED to be girl; but
| know him very well, and he told me
about it yesterday.
He was called Dick. though il was NOT
his real name. He and his friend. Bob
shannon, had been having glorious time
all day, on this particular Fourth.
They began at ; o'clock in the morning.
with fish horns and torpedoeS, then at q
o'clock came the Antiques and Horri-
bles," and the two boys followed them all
over town, miles and miles, till their feet
were sore, and their voices hoarse with
shouting. Such n sight as the Antiques
and Horrihles' used to be! | remember
that myself, if | was only a girl
They were dressed in rags and tatters,
with their masked faces grinnng horribly
lnder ridiculous old hats. They blew huge
lin horns. hooted and yelled and were
surrounded by crowd Of shrieking boys.
who tried to OUT oot and out-yel them.
What a delightful moment was that.
when, after my little heart had stood still
with fright at the near approach of an
awful monster. with n negros face and
billy goats horns, the face was suddenly
removed, and | saw the smiling. rudy
face of Sam JudkinS. the grocer's boy,
greeting me with the customary Hello,
Sissy
As a rule, it was an insult to be called
Sissy, and could not abide it; but at that
moment it was music in my ears.
Well. Bob shannon and Dick followed
the "IIorrhlcs" to the end, and then they
went home and had breakfast. After that
they fired off crackers in the back yard,
with occasional concerts on the fish horn
till noon and then they went and took
swim. Refreshed by the cool water they
felt equal to anything, and gladly Joined
the party that was going to fire off the old
brass cannon in the vacant lot behind the
school house. This was a truly martial
Joy.
Dick, who was a boy of lively magma
ton, felt like Napoleon (before Waterloo,
and Wellington and Grant before Rich
mond, all rolled into one, and forgot that
Alexander and Leonidas, his favorite he
roes of antiquity knew nothing about the
Joys Of gunpowder, and had never heard
the crack bang the sharp squirt OF
the match and the soft "f-z-z-z." of the
powder which make boys hearts leap to-
day.
By-and-by the old cannon broke, as ev-
eryone supposed it would, and strange TO
say, no one was hurt.
It's all nonsense" said Dick, "about
boys getting hurt so much on the Fourth
Of July. That is, of course boys do get
hurt, but it's only the stupid fellows who
don't know beans. 4 fellow who knows
what he's about has no need to get hurt
Come along, Bob, and let's fire off this
powder that's left"
or course, that would be great fun. and
make fitting link of delight between the
day and the browning joy OF the evening
fireworks. Where should they go TO fire
the powder? Why. the fiat gravel roof on
the ell of Dicks house would be the very
place-of course it would.
Come along
1t was nice and hot on the roof in the
afternoon sun; the boys liked it hot. Care
fully they poured the remaining powder
out of the horn, making a pleasant little
heap beside the stout chimney, which was
TO be their bulwark and place of defense.
Then they laid the trail, very scientific