The Natchitoches enterprise., 1921-08-25

! l wasn't just as much of boy as you.
Back in New York | used to do all the
things the other little boys played
with did, and | could really run races.
l beat Billy Williams, you remember
tho sort O. had the vantage of him
being three days older. And here at
Doringcourt Castle l had some fine
frolics. The big park surrounds the
castle, you know, and there are pleas
ant paths and gardens---yes, and deer
in them. Then my grandfather got
me dandy little pony and | used to
canter along the pleasant paths and
into the village and up country roads,
sometimes with a footman for COM
pany, sometimes by the side of the
carriage in which my grandfather rode,
and sometimes he rode his big grav
horse, Selim, and we could 20 fast, 1
tell you."
"You couldn't 60 to circuses or NOV
les. though, could your" said the
youngest correspondent, pityingly.
well, there were other things to
do," said Lord Fauntleroy briskly.
''you see, we built some new cottages
i'll the village and my grandfather
would ride over with me and we
would watch them and talk to the
workmen. New boards, you know.
and nails and planes and things land
| his big eyes sparkled.
''Then there were the long picture
galleries at the Castle--- rows of big
frames in which lived my ancestors
who lived long ago. There were
knights in armor and in court CO.'S
tunes, and with their swords and
lances. and there were wonderful
stories of their adventures to listen to.
1t was very interesting and l loved
hearing about them, and their ladies,
and little children, specially as they
were of ancient lineage, as Mr.. Havi-
sham told me. He was our lawyer YOU
know and he came all the way to
America to take me back to be Little
Lord Fauntleroy, cause | was lust
Cedric Enrol before that. l did hate to
give up New York. There was Mr..
Hobbs, you know---one of my Oldest
friends---he had a grocery store and he
used to let me sit on his boxes and
barrels and eat crackers, and he told
me about 80 many things---politics for
instance. So l knew just what a good
republican was, and Mary---she was my
old nurse, you remember---she was
democrat, and l used to tell her the
country would 60 to rum, but she'd
just laugh. Then when lection time
came, we used to have tcrch-light pro-
cessions and bands---oh, 1t was most
exciting!'
II wish we had torch-light process
sions now, said Dick Winslow en-
viously, gazing at Cedric's flushed
cheeks and the moist golden curls that
clung to his rosy forehead, 1--WE don't
have interesting things like that when
we have a president to elect. It's
mostly speeches, and platforms IN the
papers. Not bit of fun.''
"Well. l did miss Mr.. Hobbs and
Dick. hut they both came to England
to visit me-, and to help out when we
had tronble." said Cedric, land thew
were surprised at the big castle, and
the picture gallery, and all. But they
liked it and I'm sure my grandfa ther
was much obliged to them for their in
terest in me-"
The bees droned over the tall hollx-
hooks and there was silence for
minute. Then the actress. the most
popular girl in the world, told Dick
Winslow about the way she was max |
ing into flesh and blood the believe |
little hero of Storybook Land. She
did in truth look exactly as Mrs. Bur.
nett has painted him for three genera
tions of avid little book lovsrs---small |