Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1905-07-06
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people In church vestments, and an
air OF sanctity that We never dreamed;
Jewels that are never seen outside the
pope's residence, and We lined up to see
the holy father pass.
Gee, but dad trembled like dog
tied out In the snow. and the persplra-
ton stood out on his face. and he looked
sorry for himself. Then came the pro-
cession. all mobiles and great people,
and then there was party OF pious
men carrying the most beautiful man
we ever saw on q platform above us,
and II was the pope, and he smiled at
me, and the tears came to my eyes. and
I couldn't swallow something which
I s'pose was my sins, and then he looked
at dad, and held up one hand, and dad
was pale, and there was no funny busi-
ness about dad any more. and then
they set the platform down and the
pope sat In q chair, and those who want
ed to went up to him, and he blessed
them.
Say, for awhile dad dassent 90 up,
cause he thought the pope could see
right through him, and would know he
was Baptist, but the rest Of the Amer
leans were going up. and dad didn't want
to be eccentric, so he and went up.
The pope put out his hand to dad, and
instead OF shaking 1t, as he would the
hand Of any other man on earth, and
asking how his folks were, dad bent
over and kissed the pope's hand, and
the pope blessed him. Dad looked like
a new man, good man, and when the
pope put his hand on my head. and
blessed me, my heart came up In my
throat, cause thought he must know
Of all the mean things had ever done,
but I can feel his soft. beautiful hand
on my head now, and from this out l
would fight any boy twice my size that
ever said word against the pope and
his religion. When we got outside dad
says to me: "Hennery, don't you ever
let me hear of your doing thing that
would make the good man sorry II he
was to hear about It." And we went to
our hotel and stayed all the afternoon,
and all night, and just thought of that
pope's angelic face, and when one Of
the Americans came to our room and
wanted dad to play cinch, he was in
dignant, and said: Il would as soon
think of robbing a child's bank" and
we went to bed, and II dad wasn't con-
verified man never saw one.
Well, sir, trouble, and sorrow. and re-
ligion, don't last very long on dad. The
next morning We talked things over, and
l quoted all the Roman stuff l could
think of to dad, such as I'm that elder
day, to be q Roman was greater than
a king" but before could think twice
there was a commotion In the streets
and a porter came and made us take off
our hats, because the king was riding
by, and we looked at the king, and dad
was hot. He said that fellow was moth
ing but a railroad hand, disguised in a
uniform, and, by ginger, II we had seen
that king out west working on a rail-
road, with canvas clothes on, he would
not have looked like king, on a bet
There was nothing but his good clothes
that stood between the king and a dago
digging sewers in Chicago.
After the king and his ninespots had
passed, dad said: when you are In
Rome, you must do as the Romans do"
and he said he wanted to get that heavy
feeling of his shoulders, which he got
at the religious procession, and wanted
me to suggest something devilish that
we could do, and told him we better
go and see the "Catacombs." He want
ed to know II 1t was anything like "a
trip to Chinatown" or the BLACK