El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1912-10-04

wv E slept out on the porch last
M night, the little boy and L
Such a wondrous night it was.
! out on the porch. and in the house
it was jus: like every other night, peo-
pie yawning in big chairs, the drop
light cheerful enough, but, oh, so or
binary. The little boy was bored. dis
tinctly and Enthusiastically bored.
He listened quite politely when some
one said he looked like his uncle Ste
phen, and everyone knew that uncle
Stephen ended as no little boy wants an
uncle of his to end
The dogs were out OF doors; catch
them coping themselves up with a
light and lot of people who were
boring each other.
"Yap," said the youngest of the dogs;
yap, yap, and he chased some thing
very wonderful out there in the star
and very bright
''Besrs?" he whispered interrogative-
y, leaning anxiously forward in his
little chair.
Bears" shifted the one who said
he looked like his uncle Stephen Bears
who teaches that child such rub
It's the fairies" whispered some one
who loves the little boy, even if he does
look like wicked old uncle who should
be forgotten and who never is. The
OlO SrdSSnODpeT IS IlQQllnG IOT them.
and the puppy ran to catch them"
"Ooi" breathed the little boy cant
We go, too?"
And 1 heard it all. and I said yes and
so We went, the little boy and 1. out
into the starlight and the wonder of the
great world, and left them there in the
silly, stuffy room to yawn and argue
and wish for bedtime.
1t was bedtime for US, the little boy
and I, so we went 10 bed. We tugged
a mattress out into the dark and we
laid it down in corner of the open
porch where the vine hung its great
bags of sweet hops like green lanterns,
and we brought out some blankets.
plenty of blankets, and pillows, too,
and laughed and had a great deal of
fun when we made up the bed on the
floor.
Just like the two dogs" said the
little boy, and he could scarcely speak
for laughter at the very thought. Like
the two dogs, and we'll watch for the
fairies, too, like them, won't We? and
maybe we can catch the old grasshOp-
per fiddling and take him in with US
Maybe" said 1, and the little boy
laughed again for the pure joy of living
And, having arranged everything with
the greatest care, we lay down to sleep
The stars were really wonderful.
They powdered the sky like some kind
Of a gauZy veil of sparkling mist. Here
a glorious green fellow shone out and
there one glittered snowy white, and
there one twinkled as red as the sun
when he sets in the southern sea.
Obi" said the little boy, what
pretty. pretty world it is-out here"
And we looked and looked. and
talked about the stars and how far
away they were, and whether anyone
lived on them with boys who had dogs
and grown ups who loved them. And
we wondered and wondered who walked
in the snowy path we saw stretching
across the heavens. THE trail" the
little boy called the Milky Way. for he
is spending the summer in the noun
tainS and is very western now.
Suddenly it became very still and
there were no more voices in the house
or anywhere, and a dog howled dole-
fully away off on a red hill across the
canyon.
The little boy lay very still: I could
almost hear his heart beat. All at once
he spoke, and his voice was a little
shaky-
"Taik." said the little boy; let's both
talk. you and 1; let's both talk to-
gether"
Very well. little boy" said I. what
shall we talk about?'
Talk about folks OATS brave" said
the little boy, his voice. trembling a
little in the stiffness of the solemn
night. Talk about policemen and
firemen and soldiers and cowboys. Talk
about everybody OATS brave"
And so we talked about people who
are brave. and by and by the little boy
said in a voice that was not quite
so trembly. Who's de one dat belongs
to me dat was brave?"
And I told him about one who be-
longed to him who was very brave and
wore a red sash and was carried from