The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-02-01

JELLY radical cure Catarrh, Hay
Fever and cold in head. soc.
she remarked carelessly, Il met her
at Winter Harbor"
do you go to Winter Harbor?" he
asked.
I'VE have gone there every summer
until this one, for years. Have you
friends who go there?"
Il had-once. There was a class
mate of mine from Rouen-"
What was his name? Perhaps l
know him" She stole glance at him.
His face had fallen into sad lines, and
he looked like the man who had come
up the aisle with the Hon. Hedge Hal
lOway A few moments before he had
seemed another persons entirely.
Hes forgotten me, 1 dare say. 1
haven't seen him for seven years; and
that's a long time, you know. Be
sides, he's out in the world where re-
membering is harder. Here in Platt-
vile we don't forget"
Were you ever in Winter Harbor?"
Il was-once. 1 spent a very happy
day there long ago, when you must
have been a little girl. Were you there
in"
''Listen!" she cried 1.-The process
sion is coming. Look at the crowd!'
The parade had seized a psychological
moment.
There was a fanfare of trumpets in
the east. Lines of people rushed for
the street, and, as one looked down
on the straw hats and sunbonnets and
many kinds of finer head apparel toss
ing forward, they seemed like surf
sweeping up the long beaches.
She was coming at last. The boys
whooped in the middle of the street.
some tossed their arms to heaven,
others expressed their emotion by SOM
ersaults; those most deeply moved
walked on their hands. In the distance
one saw, over the heads of the multi
tude, tossing banners and the moving
crests of triumphal cars, where "co-
horts were shining in purple and gold"
She was coming. After all the false
alarms and disappointments, she was
comingi .~
There was another flourish of music
Immediately all the band gave sound,
and then, with 'blare of brass and the
crush of drums, the glory of the parade
burst upon Plattville. Glory in the ut
most! The resistless impetus of the
march-time music; the fare of royal
banners, of pennons on the breeze; the
smiling of beautiful Court Ladies and
great, silken Mobiles; the swaying of
howdahs on camel and elephant, and
the awesome shaking of the earth be-
meath the elephants feet, and the
CLEAN of his small but devastating eye
every one declared he looked the
alarmed Hr. Snoddy full in the face as
he passed, and Mr.. Snoddy felt not at
all treasured when Tom Martin severe
ly limited that it was with the threaten
ing glance of a riVaD; then the badin-
age of the clown, creaking along in
his donkey cart; the terrific reckless
ness of the spangled hero who was
drawn by in a cage with two striped
tigers; the spirit of the prancing steeds
that drew the rumbling chariots, and
the grace of the helmeted charioteers;
the splendor of the cars and the mag
nificence of the paintings with which
they were adorned; the ecstasy of all
this glittering, shining, gorgeous pa
geantry needed even more than walk
ing on your hands to express.
Last of all came the footing calliope
followed by swarms of boys as it exc
cuted, Wait till the clouds roll by
Jennie" with infinite dash and gusto
When it was gone, Miss Sherwood's
intent gaze relaXed-she had been look
ing on as eagerly as any child-and
she turned to speak to HAIRLESS and
discovered that he was no longer in
the room; instead, she found Minnie
and Mr.. Willetts, whom he had sum-
moned from another window.
He was called away" explained
Lige. He thought he'd be back be-
fore the parade was over, and said you
were enjoying it so much he didn't
want to speak to you"
Called away?" she said, inquiringly.
Minnie laughed. "Oh, everybody
sends for Mr.. HAIRLESS.
1T was a farmer, name of Bowl
der" added Mr.. Willets. His son,
Hartley's drinking again, and there
amt any one but HAIRLESS can do any,
thing with him. You let him tackle a
sick man to nurse, or a tipsy one to
handle, and 1 tell YOU" Mr.. Willetts
went on with enthusiasm, "he is at
home. 1t beats me-and lots of peo-
pie don't think college does man any
good! Why, the way he cured old
Fis-"
"See!' cried Minnie, loudly, pointing
out of the window. Look down there
Something's happened"
There was a swirl in the crowd be-
low. Men were running around a cor
ner of the court house, and the wom-
en- and children were barking after.
They went SO fast, and there were so
many of them, that Immediately that
whole portion of the yard became a
pushing. Juggling, pulling, squirting
jam of people.
It's on the other side" said Lige
1--WE can see from the hall window.
Come quick, before these other folks
fill it up"
They followed him across the build
ing, and looked down on an agitated
swarm of faces. Five men were stand
ing on the entrance steps to the door
below, and the crowd was thickIy
massed beyond, leaving a little semi
circle clear about the steps. Those
behind struggled to get closer, and
leaped in the air to catch a glimpse
of what was going on. HAIRLESS stood
alone on the top step, his hand resting
on the shoulder of the pale and con-
trite and sobered Hartley In the clear
space, Jim Bardlock was standing with
sheepishly hanging head, and between
him and Harkless were the two gam
blers of the walnut shells. The jour-
nalist held in his hand the implements
of their profession.
Give it all up" he was saying in
eigty-six dollars from this boy. Hand
ii over"
The men began to edge closer to the
searching looks from left to right. and
like weasels in a trap. Close up
there tight" said Harkless, sharply.
Don't let them out"
IVY can't we git no square treat
ment here?" one of the gamblers whin-
ed; but his eyes. blazing with rage,
belied the plaintive passivity of his
tone. I'VE been running no skin. wy
dye say we gotter give up our own
money? You gotter prove Il was a
skin. We risked our money fair"
prove II Come m here Y-ph