Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-03-11

country quiet from the dim, cool shade
around the brick house, or even the rain
crow that sat on the fence and swore to
them in the face Of sunny sky that
they should see rim ere the day were
done. Little the young man rocked Of
what he ate at Judge Briscoe's good
noon dinner chicken wing and young
roas'n ear, hot rolls as light as the fluff
Of a summer cloudlet, and honey and
milk and apple butter favored like
spices Of Arabia, and fragrant. faky
cherry pie and cool. rich. yellow cream.
Lige Willetts was lover, yet he said
be asked no better than to just go on
eating that cherry pie till a sweet
death overlook him: but railroad sand
wiches and restaurant chops might
have been set before Harkless for all
the difference it would have made to
him.
At no other time is mans feeling Of
companionShip with woman so strong
as when he sits at table with her, not
at decorated" and becatered and be-
waitered table. but at a homely, appe-
tizing. wholesome. home table like old
Judge Briscoe's. The very essence Of
the thing is domesticity, and the i'm
plication Is utter confidence and liking.
There are few greater dangers for a
bachelor An insinuating imp perches
on his shoulder and. softly tickling the
bachelors ear with the feathers Of an
arrow shaft. whispers: Pretty gay,
isn't it. ell? Rather pleasant to have
that girl sitting there, don't you thinkl
Enjoy having her notice your butter
plate was empty? Think it exhilarat-
ing to hand her those rolls? Looks nice.
doesn't she? Says Thank you rather
prettily? Makes your lonely breakfast
seem mighty dull. doesn't 1t? How
would you like to have her pour your
coffee for you tomorrow my boy? How
would it seem to have such pleasant
company all the rest Of your life?
Pretty cheerful. eh? It's my conviction
that your one need in life Is to pick her
up in your arms and run away with
her. not anywhere In particular, but
just run and run and run away"
After dinner they went out to the
veranda. and the gentlemen smoked.
TIE judge set his chair down on the
ound. tilted back in it with his feet
OF the steps and blew wavery. DOM
ed city up in the air. He called 1t
solid comfort. He liked to sit out from
under the porch roof. he said. He
wanted to see more Of the sky. The
others moved their chairs down to
join in the celestial vision. A feath.
cry thin cloud or two had been famed
across It, but save for these there was
nothing but glorious and tender bril-
liant blue. 1t seemed so clear and
close one marveled the little church
spire in the distance did not pierce it.
Yet at the same time the eye ascended
miles and miles into warm. simmer
ing ether. Far away two buZzards
swung slowly at anchor halfway to the
sun.
20 bright translucent cerulean hue.
Let my wide wings drift on In you"
Harkless quoted. pointing them out to
Helen.
You seem to get good deal Of fun
out Of this kind Of weather." observed
Lise as he wiped his brow and shifted
his chair into the shade.
81 expect you don't get such skies
as this up in Rouen." said the judge.
looking at the girl from between his
lazily half closed eyelids.
: Its the same Indiana sky. think"
she answered.
81 guess maybe in the city you don't
see rs much Of it or think as much
about it. then. Yes. they're the In.
diana Skies" the old man went on.
"Skies as blue
AS the eyes Of children when they sr.iis
at you.
"There aren't any others anywhere
that ever seemed much like them to
me. They've been company for me all
NY life. | don't think there are any
others half as beautiful, and l know
there aren't any as sociable. They
were always So" He sighed gently.
and Miss Sherwood fancied his wife
must have found the Indiana skies as
lovely us he had in the days of long
ago. Seems to me they are the softest
and bluest and kindest in the world"
II think they are" said Helen. land
they are more beautiful than the ltal-
ian skies. though l doubt if many Of
us Hoosiers realize it. and certainly no
one else does"
The old man leaned over and patted
her hand. Harkless gasped. "'Us
Hoosiersr chuckled the Judge. You're
great Hoosier. young lady! How
Mulch of Your life have you spent in the
state? Us Hoosiers"
but I'm going to be good one" she
answered gayly. and if I'm good
enough when | grow up maybe I'll be
great one"
The blackboard had been brought
around, and the four young people
climbed in, Harkless driving. Before
they started the judge. standing on the
horse block in front of the gate, leaned
over and patted Miss Sherwood's hand
again. Harkless gathered up the reins.
You'll make Il great Hoosier, all
right" said the old man, beaming upon
the girl. You needn't worry about
that, guess. my dear"
When he said my DEAR" Harkless
spoke to the horses.
wait" said the judge, still holding
the little hand. You'll make great
Hoosier some day; don't fret. You're
already q very beautiful one." Then