The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1899-05-28

are, don't you? He thinks more OF the flags
than anything else. I told papa to put a
big one right at the head, then the poor old
headstone won't show much. will it?'
Mamma smiled as she answered. mo.
Polite, dear. Now. / think the best place to
ave the luncheon is in Hill Park, after the
procession is over. don't your"
"Oh. yes; 1 do. You see it is such a little
way that Jimmy can easily walk over there.
I'll help him.
When Polite and her mother reached the
east gate OF the cemetery there stood the
little group with Jimmy in front. hopping
around like an uneasy June-bug. And when
he saw all the flowers. his eyes fairly
popped out of his little head. for in his
widest guesses he had never dreamed there
would be half as many. He did wonder
where the hags were, but thought it would
| not be polite o-ask~~-w~-
AS no carriages were Flowed inside the
| gates to-day, they walked slowly through
the beautiful avenues. stopping every now
| and again to admire some particularly i'm
| pressive arrangement of flowers and flags,
| as we'll as to let Jimmy rest a little.
"Oh, Jimmy. we have got such a surprise.
| but 1 am not going to tell" exclaimed
| Polite.
dill dlIdlo yOu arc ~ oC 80 S
| Pollie's mother. I'VE had better hurry a
| little for the procession will soon be here
| and we want to have the decorating done
| before it comes"
Papa is in the parade. and he knows
| where we are going to be. and they are
| coming past that very place." explained
Polite.
Jimmy heaved a deep sigh of content and
--..Sad On MORE On oor1u than ever.
Here, man., UP this walk is where my
| folks is" said Mary, and as they drew
| nearer, "why! there must be a new grave
UP there; l see a new headstone."
.Are YOU sure this is the right place,
Mary?" asked Pollie's mother.
'Oh. yes. nam; can't you see the twins
graves?" And then-"Mam. oh nam! It's
my brother Jim's gravel! Just see the new
maidstone. Who do you suppose-oh! chill
dren!-Jimmy!-Pollie's mamma has put a
new headstone up for your Uncle Jim's
grave. Indeed, nam, we can never thank
YOU enough!" And the tears rolled down
Mary's worn cheeks as she lifted Jimmy In
her arms so he could get a better view OF
the crossed muskets cut so clearly above
the James Y. Murphy"
Mamma. mamma, you never told me this!
Isn't It Just beautiful? Jimmy, there is
something more coming; there is another
surprise yet" exclaimed Polite. in her ex-
element nearly stumbling over the twins
graves, and thankful as she glanced quick
ly at Mary that her carelessness had not
been seen by her.
Soon the children began to decorate
the graves, putting the finest and best on
Uncle Jim's. Polite insisted that Jimmy
should lay all the flowers on that grave
himself.
Boom! went the cannon on the hilltop,
| Just as Jimmy put the last rose In place.
Here they comet cried the shrill
| chorus of excited childish voices.
Sure enough! Now they could hear the
| music of the coming procession, and soon it
appeared at the end of the avenue, and In
| another minute was opposite where the lit
tie group was standing.
Boom. went the cannon again, as the line
of men approached, headed by Pollie's
father on his big black horse, who carried
his master as though he knew this was a
very unusual occasion, indeed.
Boom, And the column halted right be-
fore Jimmy's astonished eyes! Pollie's
father dismounted and with an escort of
several soldiers, came toward speeches.
Jimmy, and taking him gently in his arms.
advanced to the head of Uncle Jim's grave,
where one of the soldiers put two flags into
the little boys hands and helped him place
one at the head and one at the foot of the
grave. Then the soldiers stood at attention.
presented arms and marched back to the
ranks.
Boom! wen the cannon, and in another
instant the procession had turned the cor
ner, leaving a proud and happy knot of
people behind.
"Oh, JIMMY wasn't 1t grand?" exclaimed
Polite, and before he could answer the big
gun did 1t for him, with another
Boom!