Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1904-03-19


milk and apple butter favored like
spices of Arabia and fragrant, flaky
cherry pie and cool. rich, yellow cream.
Lige Willetts was lover. yet he said
he asked no better than to just go OH
eating that cherry pie till a sweet
death overlook him; but railroad sand
witches and restaurant chops might
have been set before Harkless Tor all
the difference 1t 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-
waltered table, but at homey, appe-
tizfng, wholesome, home table like old
Judge Briscoe's The very essence of
the thing is domesticity, and the i'm
pllcauon is utter confidence and liking.
1here are Few greater dangers for
bachelor. An insinuatjng imp perches
on his shoulder and, softly tickling the
bachelors ear with the feathers of an
arrow shaft, whispers: Pretty gay.
isn't 1t, eh? Rather pleasant to have
that girl sitting there. don't you think?
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 it? How
would you like to have her pour your
coffee for you tomorrow, my boy? How
would 1t seem to have such pleasant
company all the rest of your life?
Pretty chonrfr1I 49,
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 awayp'
After dinner they went out TO the
veranda. and the gentlemen smoked
The judge set his chair down on the
ground, tilted back In ii with his feet
on the steps and blew wavery. Com
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 fapned
across 1t, ssr Hao tT7 sEs, IT, II
nothing Gsf bxxAu1 "a Eszsc VS.
liant bfde. II seeR-i - ssSzss -
close one marveled the little church
spire In the distance did not pierce IL.
Yet at the same time the eye assembled
miles and miles into warm, simmer
Ing ether. Far away two buzzards
swung slowly at anchor halfway TO the
sun.
80 bright, translucent. ccrulean hue.
Let my wide wings drift on in YOU"
Harkless quoted, pointing them out to
Helen.
You seem to get good deal oe fun
out of this kind of weather." observed
Lige as he wiped his brow and shifted
his chair into the shade.
II 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
II guess maybe In the city you don't
see as much OF IL or think as much
about 1t, then. Yes, they're the In
diana Skies" the old man went ON.
"Skies as blue
AS the eyes OF children when they smu~
at you.
There aren't any others anywhere
that ever seemed much like them to
me. They've been company for me all
my life. / don't thinEthere are any
others half as beautiful, and / 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 as he had in the days of lon:
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 Ital-
ian skies, though 1 doubt If many of
US Hoosiers realize 1T, and certainly no
one else does"
The old man leaned over and patted
her hand. Harkless gasped. "'Us
Hoosiers! chuckled the Judge you're
a great Hoosier, young lady! How
much of your life have you spent in the
state? Us Hoosiersr
But I'm going to be a good one" she
answered gayly, land if I'm good
enough when grow up maybe I'll be
a great one"
ne puChDOaru hau Deen Drought
around, and the four young people
climbed in, HarkIess arivlag. 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 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 a great
Hoosier some day; don't fret. You're
already very beautiful one" Then
he bent his white head and kissed her
CALAMITY.
Good afternoon, judge" said JohR
The whip cracked, and the blackboard
dashed off in a cloud OF dust
Every once in awhile, Harkless," the
old fellow called 81 flor thar, sgyo,, ,,ouSt