Pike County press. (Milford, Pa.) 1895-1925, 1909-06-18
Fashion Cavalier

rode briskly down the lane. His sword
made a pleasant clanking in the rusty
scabbard. which It was never intended
to At; his eyes sparkled; his plumes
waved bravely in the breeze.
p The general get-up of the gentleman
of the aureate headpieoe was a triAe
startling. Upon his head was a basket,
the handle beneath his chin and its
bottom (or rather top in its present
position) decorated with the tail-feath.
ers OF an incautious rooster; about his
waist was a red sash stuck full Of
wooden dirks; from the left side Of
this sash half hung, half dragged the
naval sword In the old cavalry soab-
bard.
A rake handle answered the purpose
Of a lance and bore as its pennon a
huttering, three-cornered piece OF red
flannel; upon the knight's fat, chubby
legs we're fastened pieces Of zinc, evil
IDENTIFY intended for greaves. The
steei he bestrode was a crooked piece
OF apple limb. with a bit of twine
about one end Of It for reins.
It is probably quite as needless to
cite that, now the literature had been
absorbed, he thirsted for deeds Of valor.
Hence the ride down the lane, and
hence the whoops. But very unfor-
tunately 1t seemed to be an of day for
opportunities.
He had just splashed through the
muddy pool where the cattle drank
each evening, and was cantering
blithely past the birches beyond, when
he saw a young man approaching
young man in flannels, very tall and
straight, pleasant faced, too, although
just now the forehead was wrinkled
in frown and the firm Jaw was set
in determination. The young man was
putting vigorously at the briar pipe
between his teeth. sending out great
blue clouds of smoke in his wake.
The Knight Of the Golden Helmet
refined in his steed and accosted the
man before him with familiar:
Hey. Charliel"
Then, suddenly remembering the
dignity OF his position, he squared his
small shoulders and threw up his
chin.
What no, Charlesi" he corrected
his first SALVATION. Hold a bit.
wouldst have converse with thee"
The young man seemed aware for
the first time of the others presence.
Hello. Billy" said he, abstractedly
glancing at the queer figure before
him. What's up now?"
81 am the Knight of the Golden Hell
met" was the grave response.
you don't say. Where are you
boundl"
Where is thy lady?" the knight de.
manded.
my lady? You mean your Aunt
Margaret"
The knight nodded.
Down the lane a bit. by the wal
nut trees. Know The place. dou't
your"
Sure" was the unknightly reply.
He drew a bit nearer; one hand
rested upon the hilt of the sword.
why are you here. varlet7" he de-
manded. why hast thou deserted thy
lady7"
HUH" said the man in fannels.
Then he burst into laughter, but there
was q certain grating noise in It,
"We1, Billy-Mr. Golden Helmet. !
mean-I'm here because she sent me.
Couldn't seem to endure my society
are you cn7 And hardly think you're
correct IN calling her my lady. She
Just told me mighty plainly that she
wasn't"
Back you 60. craveni" he declared.
natly.
"Hunf whati" said the man in
the nannels.
Back you gol ride to the succor
of ladies in distress"
Bully for you, old chapl" the other
replied. Il think you'd better go alone.
though"
'NeverI" bswled the knight Turn
around"
See here" the young man began
irritably. as he took o step forward;
but at that moment they both heard
quick steps down the lane.
Around the bend came the lady under
discussion. She started violently at
the sight OF them. Her face was flush
I'd and her eyes Wer suspiciously red.
I've got him." shouted the knight
joyously; hes in my power. He was
deserting you, but held him up. I'll
see he begs your pardon, If you say
co."
The young woman drew herself up,
Her face was scarlet now.
Billy, what are you doing? What
is the meaning Of this foolishness2"
she demanded.
Come on, youi Apologizel" said
the youth sulkily, prodding the imna,
culate white trousers with the point OF
his sword.
Margaret" he cried. hes right
should apologize. that's fact I'm
pig-headed duheT. The quarrel is my
fa':lt-all mine"
Then came a few low words; a lit.
tie happy laugh from the girl. and
then TWO of them strolled down the
lane together. utterly obliyious to the
ridiculous figure which stood silently
wa shing them until they disappeared
around the bend.
The Knight Of the Golden Helmet
remained thus for some moments, losl
in thought. Then he turned about and
went slowly up the lane.
"Gee!" he muttered. wouldn't that
cook yer? This amt the way they
done q in the book"