The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1901-03-19
Cure For
Loneliness
BY W. R. ROSE
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.

AAS oil WAS ullu ana clear. Inc
children frolicked merrily among the
trees in the park. The white capped
nurses sat on the rustic seats here and
there and watched their charges or
played with the smaller children who
nestled in wicker carriages with gay
colored canopies.
On one Of the benches not far from
the entrance sat an elderly man. He
was straight and square shouldered,
with a white mustache and grizzled
hair and a strong suggestion Of early
military training. He sat there be-
cause he liked to see the children at
play. They were better company than
his thoughts. Anyway, he had little
else to do.
On this particular day be had watch
ed the playful elves as they darted in
and out among the trees until he had
grown tired The warm sun made him
sleepy. His gray head slowly dropped
back, his shoulders found a restful
corner OF the high backed seat, and
presently he was sOundly sleeping.
A slight conclusion awakened him.
He opened his eyes with little start.
The sun was peeping through the
foliage, and the rays dazzled him. He
tried to raise hand to draw his soft
hat over his eyes and could not. Both
hands were piniOned fast He looked
down. A rope was encircling his body
and holding his arms fast to his sides.
He made an effort to release himself,
but without success. he fancied he
could sympathize with the feelings OF
GulliFer when he found tbs pygnies
had caught and hound bissa ~ -uae
whom he had watched so many times
among the trees. he was right A
child's laughter broke on his ears. bis
captor was close behind him.
"Aha," he said In what was intended
for a very gruff voice, ''are you there2
finland me at once or tremble for the
consequencesP
The cord-it was a child's skipping
rope-was rapidly drawn from about
his waist, and a moment later its own
er danced In front Of him.
She was a little girl Of possibly z,
though at times her varying express
siOns made her seem much older. Her
hair floated about her head in careless
waves and tendrils, her eyes were gray
and deep, her mouth was small and
beautifully shaped. and there was a
saucy upward tilt to her short nose.
"Pooh, pooh," she said, with mock
ing courtesy. 81 amt bit afraid OF
your
"And VIZ not?" the old man asked.
She was a charming fairy, a naturel
| little coquette, and her every move
was full of subtle grace. "And why
are you not afraid of such a gray old
I mustache as amp he asked again as
7 she pirouetted before him.
Because you are my grandfather"
she carelessly answered.
The old mans face darkened-
: "What do you mean by that non
.lsfense@ he harshly asked.
Z "'Tain't nonsense" said the little
maiden, "unless grandfathers is nom
lsense. Anyway, you're my GRANDPA
Their" And re started to leave him.
+'SSTait," he cried. Come here. What
did you mean by saying am your
grandfather? Do you call every old
man you see grandfather"
"No,", said the child. "Only you"
He studied her face sharply.
"Come a little closer" he said In
coaxing tones. She marched boldly up
to him. Her little hand few up and
touched the front Of her cap.
That's the way to salute soldier, "
she said. with a merry laugh. Mamma
said you was one"
He caught mis- breath.
Perhaps" he slowly said, "yOu can
even tell me my nameT
eyes, l can" replied the child. "Ita
easy. Your name is Philip. An now
guess what mine is"
isis it MaryY he gently asked.
'No," laughed the child. 'Thatf
mammals. Mine Is most like yours
It's Philippa."
The old man was silent for a mo-
ment.
"Is your mother here, child?" be sud
denly asked 'Ts she lurking about
among the trees?"
'Who? Do you mean mammaT
cried the child. "She isn't here. She
hasn't no time for trees. She's Away:
too busy. Didn't you know she paints
Yes; she paints lovely little pictures
Minichoors she calls them. They're
pictures Of people, don't you know
only much prettier. But sometimes
people don't pay very quick, an some
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those who can eat and digest plenty o
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! what you eat and allows you to eat a.
the good food you want. If you suffe
from Indigestion, heartburn, belchin
or any other stomach trouble. Thi
preparation can't help but do you gooi
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W. T. Brooks.
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