The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1913-12-19

Abbott inquired scrcnoly. "Dowr
thcre in the Dnn?"
No. she returned. mot in the Den
| You're no Daniel II am Il Charmrr
No dcns for US"
I Nor lion cagos@' inquired Abbott
atlIi inscrutnblc: never again."
Never again" came her response.
Fran stopped before the Ferris
Wheel
Lets take ride" she said, a little
TREMENDOUSLY Won't need tickets Bnl.
stop the wheel; want to 20 right up
/ This is a friend Of mlnc-Mr. Ashton.
And Abbott, this is an older friend
than you Mr. BiIl Smookns."
Mr. Bill Smoukius was an exceed.
ingly hurd.icaturod man, OF no recog
nizablo age Externally he was blue
/ oycralls and greasy tar
Abbott graspcd BINS hand, and in
| quirod about business.
Awful pore. sense Fran ler the
SHOW Was the answer, accomplished
by a grin that threatened to cut the
W'a'hcr,bcatcn face wide open.
Fran beamed Mr.. Smookins knew
my mothcr-didn't you, Bill? lie was
awful good 10 me when ! was a Kid.
Mr. Smoolins was a Human Nymph In
those days, and he smoked and talked,
he did, right down under the water
remember Bill? That was sure.enough
water OH he's surc.enough BIZ, let
me tell you"
biIl intimatcd. as he slowed down
IN" engine, that the rheumatism he
mad acquired under the water, was
surccuough rhoumatism-hencn his
change Of occupation 81 was strong
enough to be Human NympE." he
explained, but not eudurablc Nobody
cant last many years as Human
Nymph."
Abbott Indicated hts companion
Here's one thatll last my time"
The wheel stopped. He and Fran
were barred into seat
And now" Fran exclaimed. ITS all
ups and downs, Just like a moving pic
nrc Of life Why don't you say some.
thing, Mr. Ashton? But no, you can
Keep still-l'm excited to death. and |
wouldn't hear you anyway | want to |
do all the talking always do, after |
I've been In the cage. My brain is |
ilIed with air-sO this Is the time to |
be soaring up into the sky, isn't It! |
What Is your brain filled with but
never mind. Wen be just two bal.
loons-my! aren't you glad we haven't
any strings on us-suppose some peo-
pie had hold. for one, would be
willing never to go down again. Where
are the clouds Wish we could meet
A few. See how I'm tremblIng-al.
ways do, after the lions. Now, Abbott.
I'll leave small opening for just one
I'm steady you" said Abbott. brief.
y, and he took her hand She did not
appear conscious of his protecting
clasp.
Il never see the moon so big" she
vent on, breathlcssIy, without think.
ng of that night when It rolled along
he pasture az IL 1t wanted to knock
Is of the footbridge for being where
We oughtn't never could understand
Why you should stay on that bridge
With perfect stranger, when your
uty was to be usher at the camp-meet-
ng! You weren't ushering me. you
now, you were holding my hand-I
mean, was holding your hand, as
Hiss Sapphire says l shouldn't What
poor helpless man-as I'm hok!lng
on now, presume! But laughed In
Meeting People ought to 20 outdoors
o smile, and keep their religion In
ouse, guess. I'm going to tell you
Thy ! laughed. for you've never
and you've always been
fraid to ask"
Afraid Of you Franz"
"Awfully. I'm going to show YOU
IT go, so can show you No, I'm in !
can have me, afterwards.
Remember that evangelist?
here he stood, waving his hands-as {
m doing now-moving his arms with
is eyes fastened upon the congrega.
Ion-this way--look. Abbott"
Fran! AS II | were not already c
,oking." {
'Look-just so; not saying a word
My waving this way and that
md It made Inc thing of our hypno.
Izer-the man that waves people into I
ur biggest tent-he seems to pick EN- c
p bodily and carry them In his arms. '
Veil And II the people are to be =
'aved into a church. 1t won't take I
iuch of a breeze to blow them out. @
don't believe in soul-waving. But d
nat doesn't mean that don't believe /
! the church--does it?-do you (
llnk?" b
You believe in convictions. Fran.
nd since you've come into the church.
0u don't have to say that you believe b
It," a
"Yes--there's nothing on the out. n
de, and oh, sometimes there's 80 n
tile, 30 little under the roof--what o
, you think OF me, Abbott?" o
Fran, think you are the most" h
"But DO you'll" she intarposed. still e