Monroe City Democrat. (Monroe City, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1912-02-01


The children ran breathlessly to
their homes nearby and collected the
different articles necessary to trans
form them into presentable Indians,
They soon returned, Jimmy dump
ing his load over the fence and tum-
bling after; and the happy quartette
sat down on the grass in Miss Miner
vas yard. First the paint boxes were
opened and generously shared with
Billy, as with their handkerchiefs they
spread thick layers of rouge over their
charming, bright, mischievous little
faces.
The feather decoration was next in
order.
How we goin' to make these feath-
ers stick?" asked Billy.
They were in a dilemma till the re-
sourceful Jimmy came to the rescue.
"Wait a minute" he cried, 'Tll be
back fore you can say Jack Robin
son."
He rolled over the fence and was
back in few minutes, gleefulfy hold
Ing up bottle.
This muc-lage IL make 'em stick"
he painted, almost out of breath.
| Lima assumed charge of the head
dresses. She took Billy first, rubbed
| the mucilage we'll into his sunny curls,
and filled his head full of his aunt's
turkey feathers, leaving them to stick
out awkwardly in all directions and
at all angles. Jimmy and Frances,
after robbing their mothers busters,
were similarly decorated, and last,
Lima, herself, was tastefully arrayed
by the combined efforts Of the other
three.
At last all were in readiness.
Billy, regardless of consequences,
had pinned his aunt's newest grey
blanket around him and was viewing,
with satisfied admiration, its long
length trailing on the grass behind
him; Lima had her mothers treasured
Navajo blanket draped around her
graceful little figure; Frances, after
pulling the covers off of several beds
and finding nothing to suit her fanci'
full taste, had snatched a gorgeous
silk afghan from the leather couch
in the library. 1t was an expensive
affair of intricate pattern, delicate
stitches, and beautiful embroidery
with a purple velvet border and vel,
low satin lining. She had dragged
one corner Of 1t through the mud pud
die and torn a big rent in another
place. Jimmy was glorious in a bright
red blanket, carrying his little bow
and arrow.
Pm going to be the Injun chief,
he boosted.
I'm going to be Injun chief, too
parroted Frances.
-"Chief, nothingi" he sneered, "you
all time trying to be a Injun chief
You bout the pompousest little cir
! they is. You can't be a chief nohow
you got to be a squash, Injun ladie!
r. name squashes; me an Billy's thu
| chiefs. I'm name old Setting Bull
hi-self."
J you can't be named Bull Jim
: my" reproved Lima, ut isn't gentee
to say bull before people"
Eyes, l am too" he continued. "Set
ting Bulls the biggest chief they Il
and I'm going to be name him."
well, 1 am not going to play then,
| said Lima primly, my mother want
; me to be genteel, and bull is no
genteel."
81 tell you what, Jimmy" proposed
! Frances, you be name Setting Cow
Cow is genteel cause folks mill
'em."
Nav, amt going to be name
no COW, neither" retorted the httl
Indian, you all time trying to 'suad
somebody to be name Setting Cow.
"He can't be name a cow,"-Bill
I now entered the discussion" 'caus
D he amt no girl. Why don't you b
: name 'Settin' Steer? Is steer ger
{ teel, Lina?" he anxiously inquired.
. Eyes, he can be named 'Sittin
4 Steer" she granted. Jimmy agreein
I to the compromise, peace was ono
!. more restored.
= Frances and Lima got to be tn
squashes-" he began.
+ 'It isn't 'squashes,' it is 'sQuaws,
corrected Lima.
n Eyes, tits squashes too" persiste
It Jimmy, "'cause it's In the Bible an
Miss Cecilia splained 1t to me an
she's bout the biGh-stenninRei