Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1901-07-05

under the trees where it is shad{
get acquainted with each ofhaF 3
Washington threw himself dove,
grass and leaned his white head n /.
huge trunk.
Let me see. consulting his IA.
is just five minutes of II. so we'd
start the balloon"
"Oh, are we really going to havs
loon?" asked Ned excitedly.
We'll. you see," answered u. 4.
ton Il thought that cannon MA
replaced somehow, and as Wa c,,.,.
make any noise | wanted somas1,s
my honor and so decided on 4 h,,9,
They both end in smoke anyway. ~
it is" he added, dragging the huea &
structure from behind tree. sI.p'
a beauty? Now each boy take ~ II
of it while get it lighted"
There was no more formaIitv i.
little company. The lads laughed i
in glee and when the fuse caught A. v
the tissue globe slowly sailed awa. {
the river each small voice added r. Z,
to the refrain started by the gss ss
"Three cheers for the red, Whit
blue"
THERE exclaimed Father Geor,.
satisfaction. Now feel duly ho,s.
and at the same time hunger far s..
Somewhere in these woods, boys, M,,s
has spread lunch for us, and a bo,.s
| to the first fellow who finds its M 4
was general scamper through tbe l..
quickly followed by triumphant sbs'
from Ned and Sam, who had approaosS
the dainty feast from opposite sides
snowy tablecloth was spread upon n
ground and held in place by gljste.sJ
pebbles, while ON it was laid every Il
ME delicacy that could delight the H..
of the small boy.
"Hurrah" shouted Ned; sswe,ye fo,,,
it." ~
True for you" answered the gene,s
appearing through the opening. aRs'
Martha herself has left us, | see m
dear girl is rather + Gus on the Fop,,Il
Eat what you liNe. fellows. Every m,''
is his own master"
They needed no more urgent inyitat..|
and soon made sad havoc in the nrs,,l
table arrangements. George Washjp,|
ton was no longer a formidable mv,i|
but n flesh and blood narsonaae
as they. When luncheon was fna,,. IT,
molished they lay down under the t,sa|
and listened to thrilling tales Of m,l|
wolves and encounters with the Indja,.
and the sufferings of the ragged eons
nentals in winter ouartars at ve sns
Forge. '"''s
Toward the close of tho otta....
George caught horse that ,uas ,.,aa,
ing at will through the woods ana 49,
ing ON his back dashed i,nna no, ,as'g
down the rustic stems Iaaa;n. n & S sn.'
doned cave. to exhibit nracticalls M
escape of Mad Anthony WAYNE =
"That's how no ala II bo,.s ;, 80
ca tne general, slowly mounting again
lie just brandished his sword aloft and
none Vi Tue BRUSH dared follow. must
ieave you now, he added, FOR prom
had a good Fourth 90 =.
"The hest Tve over snan+n .h.,..,
Ned emnboticallv pen'' su0u'''
ME. too" cbimad :, U;u Ga A,
Jack. - -'s
"ybo+ ,-;.t,. =,
The general. incredulonslv
Eve learned moro notr;ot;s,, Y,
swered Ned chan T,va eyar Iearnaa IA
n whole how If 6roora 81, ar, ;, eu "''
the right sort of n Fourth of Julv WsN
a minute and I'll row Won RI tha adgo i
the farm. / have a boat down the stream
and we'll call our trin sWasbinoton cros,.
ing the Delaware
He hurried awav and soon returned
with a light skiff. which he nronelpd
cleverly toward the hank
Jump in. boys. and AWAY VIC on MAJ
sing for all you're worth Mrs Ravnold,
can't mind music.
anu Tue S,ar-spangled banner in triumph
y, shali wave
ct tne land Oh the free and the home q
the brave.
"Good-by, bows" he added giving III
hand to each in turn at the farm landing
"Watch for mo No. 49, ~ al - I's
around tbe cberrv +roa ), A. ~ hrs,s
general rowed away in tho sunlight f. M
echoes of
. "Three cheers for Georoo wosbingtou
the fotbor of III. G.. - 49,