The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-08-06
CHAPTER XIX.
The Quiet Afternoon.

 tentions in the matter of pain if they would examine a boys | punishments and sorrows, for he pro i longs neither beyond their actual dura- ton. With a boy, trouble must be Of l hoIneric dimensions to last overnight. To him. every next day is really new day. Thus, Penrod woke, next morn ming, with neither the unspared rod, nor MT. Kinosling in his mind Tar, itself, so far as his consideration or It went, might have been an undiscovered | substance. His mood was cheerful ana mercantile; some process having work ed mysteriously within him, during the night. to the result that his first walk ing thought was of profits connected with the sale of old 1iron-or perhaps a ragnan had passed the house. just before he woke.
 By 10 o'clock he had formed part nership with the indeed amiable sam, 1 and the firm of Schodeld & Williams plunged headlong into commerce. Heavy dealings in rags, paper, old iron and lead gave the firm a balance of ! 22 cents on the evening of the third day, but a venture is glassware, follow ing. proved disappointing on account of the skepticism of all the druggists in { that part of town, even after seven laborious hours had been, spent in i cleansing a wlleelbarrow load of old medicine bottles with hydrant water ! and ashes Likewise, the partners were l disheartened by their failure to dis pose of a crop of greens, although they had uprooted specimens of that decorative and unappreciated flower, the dandelion, with such persistence and energy that the Sehofelds' and Williams lawns looked curiously hag- gard for the rest of that summer. The fit passed, business l5nguished. became extinct. The dog days had set in.
 One August afternoon was so hot that even boys sought indoor shade. In the dinnness of the vacant carriage F house of the stable lounged Masters Penrod Schofeld, Samuel Williams, l Maurice Levy, Georgie Bassett and Herman. They sat still and talked. It is q hot day, in rare truth. when boys devote themselves principally to conversation, and this day was that i hot.
 Their elders should beware such days. l Peril hoyers near when the ferceness l of weather forces fnaction and boys in groups are quiet. The more closely volcanoes, western rivers, nitroglycerin and boys are pent, the deadlier is their action at the point of outbreak. Thus, parents and guardians should look for outrages of the most singular violence and of the most peculiar nature during the con1ning weather of February and I August
 The thing which befell upon this i broiling afternoon began to brew and stew peacefully enough. All was in nocence and languor; no one could have foretold the eruption.
 They were upon their great theme: When I get to be a man.. Being. hu- man, though boys, they considered 1 their present estate too commonplace l to be dwelt upon. So, when the old men gather, they say: <@When I was a < boy" It really is the iand of. now ! adays that we never discover. When I'm a man., said Sam Vii
 iams, .'I m goin' to hire me 9 couple of colered walters to swing me in a Hammock and keep pourin' ice water On me all day out O those waterin' cans they sprinkle flowers from. I'll hire you for one of 'em, Herman
 No; you ain goin' to- said Herman IromptIy. You ain no fowuh. But nev' min nat, anyway. Ain nobody ] goin' hiah me whens I'm asman Coin s be my own boss. I'm go be a railroad l man.''
 You mean like a superintendent, or sunpthing like that, and sell tickets?' asked Penrod,
 s.sup.in-nv' min nat, sell ticket?
 No sub! Go be a po'tuh! My uncle & po'tuh right now. Solid gole buttons I --oh, oh!,'
 Generals get q. lot more bnttons 4 than porters,' said Penrod. Gen
 erals''-
 "Po'tuhs make the bes' Twin, ; Her
 man interrupted My uncle spen' mo
 money n any white man n'ls town
 Well, I rather be q general said
 Penrod, tor a senator, or sUmpthing
 like that.v
 Senators i've in Warshington,' 7 Mau-
 rice Levy contributed the information.
 T been there. Warshington ain't so
 much. Niag'ra falls is 9 hundred
 times as good as Warshington. Sos
 sTlantic City. I was there too. been everywhere there is. I''- Well, anyway. said Sam Williams
 raising his voice in order to-obtain the } floor, anyway, I'm goin' to lay in a : hammock gil day and have ice water
 sprinkled on top 0, ne, and I'm goln [ to lay there all night. too, and the next day. I'm goin' to lay there cou- pie O years maybe
 q bet you don'te,. exclaimed Aau
 rice. ~What'd you do in winter?' '.Whatf'
 What you goin' to do when it's win ter, out in a hammock with watel sprinkled on top O you all day? be you'-
 'Td stay right there" Sam declared
 with strong conviction, blinking as h' :, looked out through the open doors a the dazzling lawn and trees, trenb1iEs in the heat. They couldn't sprinkl' , too much for Eier'
 It'd make iefcles all over you . and'-