The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1912-04-04

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, I'LL be
back fore you can say Jack Robin
SON."
He rolled over the fence and was
back in few minutes, gleefully hold
ing up bottle.
This muc-lage II 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 awkwardiy 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,
Gle and torn big rent In another
place. Jimmy was glorious in bright
red blanket, carrying his little bow
and arrow.
I'm going to be the Injun chief
he boasted.
"I'm going to be a Injun chief, too.'
parroted Frances.
Chief, nothing!" he sneered, "you
all time trying to be a Injun chief
You bout the pompousest little girl
they is. You can't be chief nohow;
} you got to be squash, Injun ladies
r. name squashes; me an Billy's the
chiefs I'm name old Setting Bull
hi-self."
} You can't be named Bull Jim
N.Y." reproved Lima. ut isn't genteel
to say bull before people"
"Yes, am too," he continued. Set
ting Bulls the biggest chief they is
and I'm going to be name him"
We'll, am not going to play then,
said Lima primly, my mother wants
me to be genteel. and bull is not
genteel."
Il tell you what. Jimmy" proposed
Frances, you be name Setting Cow.
Cow is genteel cause folks milk
EN-"
Nav, l amt going to be name
no COW, neither" retorted the little
Indian, you all time trying to 'suade
somebody to be name Setting Cow
He can't be name a cow,"-Billy
now entered the discussion" cause
he amt no girl. Why don't you be
name 'Settin' Steer? Is steer gen
teel, Lina?" he anxiously inquired.
Yes, he can be named Sitting
Steer" she granted. Jimmy agreeing
to the compromise, peace was once
l more restored.
Frances and Lima got to be the
/, squashes--" he began.
1T isn't 'squashes.' it Is 'squaws.'
corrected Lima.
l Yes, tbs squashes too" persisted
Jimmy, "'cause it's in the Bible anC
t Miss Cecilia 'splained it to me 'anC
} she's bout the high-steppinges
: 'splainer they is Me and Billy is the
t Chiefs" he shouted, capering around
} "and you and Frances is the squashe!
l and got to have. papooses strop' tc
t your back"
:. "Bennie Dick can be a papoose,
t suggested Billy.
Pm not going to be lnjun squash
: if l got to have a niger papoost
strapped to my back" cried an in
4 dignant Frances. you can strap hin
t to your own back, Billy"
but | amt no SQUASH" objected
that little Indian.
- I'VE can have our dolls for papoos
t es," said Lima, going. to the swing
e where the dolls had been left. Bill!
t pulled piece of string from his pock
- ct and the babies were safely strappe
e to their mothers backs. With statel!
d tread, headed by Sitting Steer, thu
u children marched back and fortl
across the lawn in Indian file.
d So absorbed were they in playinl
Indian that they forgot the fight o
time until their chief suddenl!
Q stopped, all his brave valor gone al
: he pointed with trembling finger VI
the street.
g To BE CONTINUED