The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1918-12-14

ana me, sleeping out III MS tent
only | wish it was Bill Hadley's in
stead of Toms. But Mr.. Harlow
was talking to mother the other
day and he said he was afraid Tom
was getting little queer, and he
wanted me and the other fellows to
be with HIM more, so that's why he
got the tent.
You know that old cot of ours.
well | took that over for me, and
Mr.. Harlow wanted to Tom to have
one like it. but Tom said he wasn't
going to sleep on just thin goods
that way because he knew he'd
stay awake all night thinking it
was going to split and anyhow he
wanted something plenty wide SO
he could turn over. So Mr.. Har-
low got him one of those sanutery
ones that have lot of springs and
sides that let down or stand up.
We got everything fixed up all
right and then Bill and Harold and
the other fellows came over to see
how things were. wanted Bill to
stay and sleep with me, but Tom
said it was his tent and there
wasn't room, SO after the fellows
left | played checkers with Tom,
that's all he wants to do, dad, and
then we got ready for bed.
| said it wouldn't be like camp
if we didn't have taps and you
know, dad, | wanted to do things
just like you, SO ! stood out in front
of the tent and whistled them, and
then we went to sleep, or anyhow |
did.
But after while l heard Tom hol-
lowing at me so asked him what
was the matter, and he said ! was
snoring some and he couldn't sleep,
so for me to stay awake for while
and give him a turn. So that made
me mad and | told him he wasn't fit
to be in a front line trench if he
couldn't stand little noise, and
then | made him think was asleep
again and snoring louder than
ever, and pretty soon he didn't say
anything more so l stopped to list
en-, and dad, he was going "Snaza-
pu" himself, only sort of soft.
It made me laugh. l was going
to hollow at him like he did to me,
but just then, dad, something just
outside the tent began going
through the bushes. At first l
thought it was dog or something,
but pretty soon l heard it snort real
deep and l knew it wasn't any dog,
so got up to see.
Don't things look funny in the
middle Of the night, dad? 1t was
all foggy and whitish looking and
didn't hardly know what things
were right at first, but after while
saw this big dark thing moving
around rather slow, shifting every
once in while and coming closer
to the tent all the time.
thought l better get on my
shoes and things before l went out
doors, so l started to and then
heard somebody that sounded way
off saying, Mamma, where am I?'
So l called Tom and he said what,
and said he better get up, and he
said he couldn't because he was
lost. | got the squirt light then,
and dad l couldn't find him any
place but all the time he kept say
ing, Where am II"
In a minute, tho heard that
thing snort again right out by the
tent, and then Tom began yelling
help, and l saw one leg waving up
in the air from the other side of
his bed, and dad guess where he
was, down on the ground under his
cot. So l got hold Of his leg and
pulled his out.
But all the time he kept on vel
ling help, and when l got hirg up
he said there was something awful
outside, so l started out with the
squirt light, and then all the lights
In Harlow's house were turned on
as Mr.. Harlow came running out,
and then dad, guess what We found
1t was. Edith.
She was dragging her halter
strap and eating grass as natural
as she always did it at night. And