The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1918-08-29
tCop,right, 1918. d, william EoN.)
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'Utt3t fEk
IT HE cay for which John pcrshiul
and his little band uf boy SCOUT
y Ia ls,clede had LONG waited
was at hand. Here was their sentinel
running down the hill crying ''fhC
iEdians are coming"
Their opportunity had come-but II
found them wanting For, with the
exception Of their dauutlcSs young
commander. every n OF them inn
mediately tooh 20 his hee,s.
Halt" shouted the future general,
waving his wooden sword. Tho bray
cry of their captain shamed the
others "a that the panic was stopped,
though each boy was shaking IN his
boots. From strategic positions he
hind the trees they waited.
The enemy came. hut not the en-
envy they were expecting.
II seems that Ton HiEginhotham.
who was acting as sentinel, had found
that waiting for Indians who never
came was Il tedious job. For sport
he had organized a rival company
from umGng the colorcd children of
the town and persuaded them to at
tack the others when all was ready
ne had run down and given the false
alarm
The dark-skinned warriors. armed
with hroomsticks. advanced when
Jacks company realized the hoaX
that had been played on them stones
began To fly i'm earnest aud h fight
ended in a f~ree-fOr-all Hard hitting
Jack himself decided the victory for
his company.
\ IatcrnaI lesson.
The casualties OF this historic battle
NJ i-aclede were heavy Not one
cou.hatant escaped uuscratchcd The
mothers OF the town sat up late that
night to mend tur,, trousers and
Jackets Cory noses were proudly dis
played. The hero pose never had APP
pealed to lack. however. INA he went
home hN Il roundabout route Ia escape
undue curiosity.
As was natural. many e hone whip
pins resulted from this bloody fray
Many a hickory switch busted the
back OF the bowling progeny of lA-
cl"de. Jacks father however. was
butt on different ines When he
saw the torn clothes and the cut face
Of his son he merely smiled.
Fighting. eh' Well II VIII make a
man ~ you. But never let amy ong
say that they have licked YOU
pom Jack. who had hraced himself
Tor the expected whipping. these
words made Il deep impression. and
the Thought of them has carried him
To victory through many a fight in
the face Of serious ODDS
Little John Pershing was now
about eight years Of age. aud. with
his Younger brother Jim, was "a pupil
AT IN" old red school house. John
was ID real boy Mark Twain has
painted "a vivid picture of the real
boy as he lived In - Missouri town
at about this period Jack lived about
the same sort Of lie IN general a. did
Tom Sawyer "" played hockey"
from school lie had all the small
IAN.A fTfluNNNaH M IA. W.aaN H.. il. II
same way. lie had All the necessary
tights, hut they were never the nght.s
or d bully tie even raide the
orchards and the melon fields OF the
nc~ighhorhood
I,niding 10 MrIon Patch.
\ story b. still told Boa taCiedc OF
u Of these aid
Charles Bigger. 70 rchoulmatc. an.
preached Jack early one evening.
odd man Temple has a field Of
wat"rmelons that are so long ' said
ne, indicating with his arms q melon
Of stupendous size.
There ISN'T a melon on earth that
bag returned Jack. uncunvinced
You come with me touigh; aud
III show YOU. said Charley.
Jack being from Missouri. was VIII
ing To be shown.
That night after mother had tucked
the children in and father had put
out the lights and gone to bed Jack
go an very quietly. pulled ON his
trousers uvcr his niEhishirt no boy
IN u Missouri town would have dream
cd OF wearing shoes while the weather
was warm enough Ia go without them
slipped out % Tho window and
Jumped Off the low kite. "a roof
charley Bigger was waiting Tor him
IN the shadow IL tho ottonwu0
trees silently they made their way
down the moonli road ru the open
country They Skinned uye" the
sn"ke,fcnce and tip-tocd aud crept
past the house ~ the farmer and into
th" melon patch. The melons. sure
enough, were the largest that either
OF the boys ever had seen. and each
selected one ~ the best
Vow any water melon ~ u good
sized q for q small hoV. and these
were all they could carry 80. as the,
made their way back they could not
step a. carefully 49, they had CON their
way down \ twig snapped with u
lpund noise Just as they passed the
chicken house. Immediately % loud
carklinE arose duoug the hens.
"rhatN wake old man Templc "
whispered Charley we'd better run 90
Ana run he did but JacL. after
taking al that trouble. didn't wish 10
lose his precious melon. Lights an
1901 'F' ~ hNF ANNt lEAAF VI
Farmer Temple In the doorway with
e Fun %AM
Earned - Licking; Got H.
~ mat moment poor Charley. not
seeing the fence iu his haste, crashed
iull against H. The melun smashed
all over him, hut the hoy managed
4" scramble over the fence and cut of
danger.
stop yelled the angry farmer.
mcnacing with his gun.
Jack, still hugging ms uelou.
stopped The farmer approached and
looked down at the boy
We'll II It amt John per-hings
hoy he exclaimed, "aud after my
melons. too thought II Wa one Of
those earned chicken thipyo-
III" looked over uWard the fence
whore Charley had smashed hia melon.
And the little Cuss didn't run
either, when ! came with the gun.
Wei sonny, you just take that