The Red Cloud chief., 1905-03-10

ITS the same Indiana sky, | think"
she answered.
81 guess maybe In the city you don't
see ms much of it or think ms much
about 1t, then. Yes, they're the In
diana skies" the old man went on.
skies as blue
AZ the eyes Of children when they smile
at you.
"Thcrc aren't any others anywhere
That ever seemed much like them To
me. They've been company for me all
my life. | don't think there are any
others half as beautiful, and | know
there aren't any as sociablc. They
were always So" He sighed gcutly.
n Miss Sherwood fancicd his wife
must have found the Indiana skies as
lovely as he had in the days of long
ago. Seems to me they are the SoftcSI
and blucst and kindcst in the world"
II think they are" said Helen. land
they are more beautiful thar the ltal-
ian skies. though | doubt If many of
us HOLSTERS realize it, and certainly no
one else does
The old man leaned over and patted
her hand. Harklcss gaspcd. us
Hoosicrs,'" chueklcd the judge. You're
Q great Hoosier, young lady. How
much of your life have you spent in the
state? Us Hoosicrs.'"
"But I'm going to be Il good one" she
answered gayly, ''and if I'm good
enough when | grow up maybe I'll be
a great one
The blackboard had been brought
around, and the four young people
climbed in, Harkless driving. Before
they started the judge, standing OH the
horse block in front of the gate, leaned
over and patted Miss Sherwood's hand
again. Harkless gathered up the rcins.
you'll make n great Hoosicr. all
right said the old man, beaming upon
the girl. You needn't worry about
that, l 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 Il great
Hoosier some day; don't fret. You're
already a very beautiful one" Then
he bent his white head and kissed her
CALAMITY.
Good afternoon. judge" said John.
The whip cracked, and the blackboard
dashed off in Il cloud of dust.
Every once in awhile. IIarklcss." the
old fellow called after them, you must
remember To look ut the team
The enormous white tent was filled
with Il hazy, yellow light, the warm,
dusty, mellow light that thrills the re-
Joicing heart because it is found no.
where else in the world except in the
tents of a circus, the canvas filtered
sunshine and sawdust atmosphere of
show day.
Here swayed a myriad of palm leaf
fans; here paraded blushing youth and
rosy maiden more relontlcssly arm in
arm than ever; here crcpt the octogc-
marian, Mr.. Bodeffcr. shaking on cane
and the shoulder of posterity; here
waddled Mr.. SnOddy, who had hurried
through the animal tent for fear of
meeting the elephant; here marched
sturdy yeomen and stout wives; here
came William Todd and his true love,
the good William hushed with the en-.
barrnssments of love, but looking out
warily with the white of his eye for
Mr.. Martin and determined not to sit
within n hundred yards of him; here
rolled in the orbit of habit the town
~bacchanal, Mr.. Wilkerson, who politely
answered i'm kind all the uncouth roar
tngs and cultural CALCULATIONS of jun
gle and fen that came from the animal
tent-in brief, here came with lightest
heart the population Of Carlow and
part of Amo.
Helen had found a true word; it was
a big family. Jim BardlOck, broadly
smiling and rejuvenated, shOrn Of de-
preston, paused in front of the ire
serve" seats, with Mrs. Bardlock OH
his arm, and called loudly to a gentle |
man on a tier about the level of Jim's
head: How are We? l reckon we were |
q leetle too smart fer 'em this morning, |
huh?' Five or six hundred people, ev-
cry n within hearing, turned to look
at Jim, but the gentleman addressed
was engaged In conversation with a
lady and did not notice.
Hi! Hi, there! Say! Mr.. Harkless!"
beloved Jim informally. The people
turned to look at Harkless. His atten-
ton was arrested, and his cheek grew
red.
"What is IT." he asked, a little con-
fused and a good deal annoyed.
81 don't hear what We say" shouted
Jim, putting his hand to his ear.
what is itT' repeated the young