Courier Democrat., 1904-09-08

ed stone 1T piping bird on the fence
or Say bobwhite in the fields AT noon
the patient figure was still waiting III
the corner Of the courthouse yard. meek
" twisting coral ring upon her finger:
But the flushed young nan who hao
spoken thickly to her deserter drew az
envied roll of bank bills from his I'ocS-
ct and began to bet with tipsy caution
while the circle about the gamblers
watched With fervid interest. especially
Mr.. Bar1lock. town marshal.
From far up Main street came the
cry She's a-comin'. She's a-con'in.
and this announcement OF the parade
proving only one of a dozen false
alarms thousand discussions took
place over old fashioned silver time
pieces as to when "she" was really due
Scliodelds' Henry was much appeaied
to as an arbiter in these discussions
from a sense of his having good deal
to do With time in general sort OF
way. and thus Scho6elds' came TO be
reminded that it was getting on toward
10 o'clock. whereas. in the excitement
of festival. he had not yet struck 9.
This. rushing forthwith to do, he did.
and. in the elation Of the moment. seven
or eight besides. Miss Helen Sherwood
was looking down on the mass of shift
ing color from second story window
of the courthouse, and she had the
pleasure of seeing Schofields' emerge
oa the steps beneath her when the bells
Rad done and heard the cheers (led by
Mr Martin, with which the crowd
greeted his appearance after the per-
formance of his feat.
She turned beamingly to HAIRLESS.
What family it is.' she laughed.
"Just one big. jolly family: didn't
know people could be like this until l
came to Plattyille."
THAT is the word for it." be said.
resting his hand on the easement be
side her. II used to think it was desc
late. but that was long ago He lean
ed from the window to lock down. In
his dark cheek was glow the Carlow
folks had never seen there. and some
how he seemed less thin and tired than
usual: indeed. be did not seem tired at
all, by far the contrary. and be carried
himself upright, when lie was LOT
STOPPING to see under the hat. though
not as if he thought about it. Il be-
lieve they are the best people know.
he went on perhaps it is because
they have been so kind to ne; but
they are kind to each other. too-kind.
good people,
Il know she said. nodGing. y
know There are fat women. women
who rock and rock on piazzas by .he
sea. and they speak of country people
as the lower classes How happy
this big family is in not knowing it is
the lower classes
I'VE haven't read Nordau down
here said John. "Old Tom Martins
favorite work is The Descent of Man
and Miss Tibbs cares most for 'Lalla
Rookh and 'Beulah.' And why aot:''
ut was girl from Southeast Cott2n-
bridge, Mass said Helen. who heard
l was from Indiana and asked ire if
l didn't hate 20 live so far away from
things" There was Il pause while she
leaned out OF the window with her face
aside from him. Then she remarked
carelessly. Il met her at Winter Har.
hor'
DO you go to Winter HarboG:" be
asked.
We have gone there every summer
| until this one for years. Have You
| friends who 60 there:"
Il had once. There was cIassnate
OF mine from Rouen''-
What was his narle: Perhaps I
| know him" She stole I glance at hin
and saw that his face had fallen into
| sad lines.
Hes forgotten me. dare say.
haven't seen him for seven years, and
| that's long time, you know. and hes
| out in the world where remembering
| is harder. Here in Plattvi!le We don,
forget"
Were you ever al Winter Harbor:'
| II was once. spent very happy
day there long ago. when you musi
have been little girl. Were You there
in
| Listen" she cried. The procession
is coming. Look at the people,
| The parade had seized psychologist.
| al moment. There was fanfare of
trumpets in the east Lines OF people
rushed for the streets. and as one loos-
ed down on the. big straw hats and
sunbonnets and many kinds of liner
head apparel tossing forward they
seemed like surf sweeping Up the long
beaches. Size was coming at last. Tie
boys whooped In the middle Of .be
street. Some tossed their aruss TO
heaven. others expressed their emotion
by somersaults: those most deeply
moved walked on their hands In the
distance one saw over the heads of the
multitude tossing banners and tie
moving crests of triumphal cars. where
cohorts were shining in purple and
gold-''
There was another flourish OF music.
Then all the band gave sound. and.
with the blare of brass and the crash
Of drums. the glory Of the parade burst
upon Plattville. Glory in the utmost.
The impetus of the march time music,