The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1908-08-23

| They spoke the tale your lips would
| feign not tell
You sighed-came back to earth
again."
when last we met" the young man
| "You quickly steered me into lunch;
q only had one five-spot to my name)
You ate-ye gods! they soaked me
ten"
He was a tiny, whitefrocked little
chap, with his curIs, and mis- great in
| curing eyes. His little fat legs fair
| ly twinkled beneath his spotIess linen
| skirts, as under the careful surveil-
ance of his big sister" he toddIed
| into local ice cream emporium, and
| finally became established at one OF
the miniature tables reserved for the
use of children.
The moment he had entered, he had
| been greeted enthusiastically with
Hello, BUSTER Going to sing for Us
today?" and How about chewing gum,
Buster? Think you could sing for
whole lot OF chewing gum?''
The child, quantity decorOus, shyly
regarded his admirers through the
golden sheen of his GurIS as they hung
starched skirts carefully, regarded the
waiter apprOvingly and then finally
looked in the direction of his friends
who were taking their afternoon coffee
at a nearby table
He was being regarded expectantIy-
! He knew that in his baby heart; still,
with all the cunning of grown pro-
fessional, he held his audience in sUs-
pense. and continued to bide his time.
Finally he calmly decided to sing
My Country, it's of TheeI', he began
in a child's snrill treble, his little
| thoat swelling. and the notes growing
stronger as he progressed. Sweet
| land Of liberty, of thee L" then he
stopped thoughtfully for a moment,
and then finally added the missing
word to the couplet with a show OF
infinite condescention-
The parlors, which were full of
men and women at the time, had
grown Unnaturally quiet. The proven
bal pin, in fact, could have been heard
as it dropped.
Then the beautiful baby half rose
from his tiny table, and facing his au-
dience in its entirety. finished the en-
tire stanza, after which he carefully
regained his seat
The effect had been magical.
Thoughtful men and world-worn wO-
men had felt the sweetness OF the
power of a little child creep over
them, and a score of hearts had thrOb-
bed at the picture of infinite purity he
had made.
There was a rush for the little fell
low, "a half dozen strong men picked
him up and bore him away to the
chewing gum counter, where, with the
appreciative eyes upon him of all who
al v-ffnnCcnd
coming CaTUso collected his wage!
, o-o--o
The Brewton drummer, the ApaIach-
icolianS, and an apologize little Mil
ton man who had come down for the
wild free ways of city lite for spell,
had again gathered in the office of a
local hostelry.
There was a sprinkling of Pensa-
cola representatives, among which was
one who, a spinner of yarns by Tepute,
was regarded with open suspicion by
the two who avowedly made their
homes in the enterprising, hustiing
centre of ApafachicOla-and were not
ashamed of it, either.
The local man, for some reason or
other, was silent. Then the apologize
little man from Milton began:
We were speaking of dreams, the
other night, believer" he Intercepted
politely, and with all due humility
being from Milton
The crowd looked interested. The
little man never told stories, and the
occasion was evidently to be in the
nature of the extraordinary.
Perhaps the Pensacolian scented
something He had previously come
near being put out of business for
good and all time by recounting his
dream of the green Apalachicolians,
whom, it will be remembered his
satanic majesty had been forced TO
suspend over slow fires, they, upon
their arrival in the lower regions hay
ing been in no condition to burn;
however, If he did harbOr any such
suspicion, he did not choose to demon
strate the fact, but continued 10 blow
rings in the smoke of his scent cigar,
and 10 consider.
Il had just dropped off to sleep.
qUoth the Milton man, when, smang,