Evening star., 1927-10-30

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herself at book table near window
to study the Sioux warrior until, in
that far-off. silent place, the plaster
of him seemed to quicken into savage
life and she could almost-almost-
hear the agony screams OF those
women at the instant that their scalps
became trophies to be worn at the
side Of a chief. And then a young
school teacher came along with a
string of little children.
She was an intensely earnest young
| woman, and as she swarmed her lit
tie flock around the case inclosing the
landing of Columbus, two boys and a
tiny girl came over to the nearby
| Sioux figure and began to size him
| up-as little children have a way of
doing-with everything.
| Don't he look like he could fight?"
The elder of the boys made the COM
ment, but the other one disagreed:
Nav. I'd rather be a circus In
| dian, because he is alive and can
| ride a horse in the parade. You
could stick a pin in this one and he
wouldn't holler."
"Bet you wouldn't talk like that
If he could get hold of you. Look at
| those scalps-ge- e-mee-nee"
"They was just stuck there for
show-no man ever had long hair
| like that"
II know they didn't, except Buffalo
| Bill and Davy Crockett, but these
are women scalps, when the Indians
used to massacre whole families"
"I don't fink it's pritty hair"-the
| tiny girl seemed inclined to be sniffy
My mammals hair is bu ful-all
yellow an bobbed. My gramma 8
| hair is a whole heap nicer, too-she's
| got it pepperminted to look like 1t
curls natchI. If 1 couldn' have nicer
hair than he's got I'd be shamed Of
| the ugly ole stuff"
The young teacher sprinted over,
shooed the three to the Columbus
case. and once they were there, the
elder boy. who must have had inside
Of him an adventure-love for history,
shrilled out to the teacher:
Say, Miss Maud, suppose these In
dams had killed Columbus and those
t.other men in the boat, we never would
have had any United States, would
we?'
And that remark made the woman
at the table lose interest in the Sioux
warrior, to follow out the boys line
Of suggestion. All Of which is nothing
to tell about except that, doesn't a
wise man tell us in book that it is
| lIlE tileiL up
THIS is about little red candle
An electric light, like everything
else in this world, occasionally lays
down on it's job 1t is phase of
earthly imperfection that neither hu.
man nor thing g-inanimate may dodge
All Of which IS to let you know that
something went wrong with an cleo
trio fuse the other night and put one
section of an apartment house into a
degree of blackness that we classics
call stygian. And II you are acquaint-
cd with the stygian type you Will
know that there is nothing so pail.
black as the sudden swapping out of
an electric light; a blackness that fits
, you like a shroud.
One tenant who was having lovely
, time ali 10 herself in q comfy chair
a just-right lamp and a fresh maya
zine, sat for an instant in rigid fear
which was foolish in her, Of course
ard then cropping in every direction
/. but the right one, to find a match
:, bumped into her door to find the CORR
!. dor lighted and to hear the cheerful
!. voice Of a little tenant below who had
: come into the hall to find out what
, was wrong. And the relief that fel
low misery begets sent the scared-ca'
. woman down the steps to join the
/; cheerful one below. And she was be
j. moaning that she had only two inches
/, Of unreliable candle. the fiower-gil
}: leavings Of a tea party. and that sh'
!; was so scared she didn't know what t.
;. do-when another tenant of the apart
:, ment house in passing by beamed ou
!. a cheerful assurance to the sensible
!, tenant that the lights would soor
6 be on.
:. With this good news to go by, th'
scared-cat one returned to her apart
; ment-not so black with the doc
), open-found the matches, lit th'
! nubbin of candle and then sat clos
a to its sputtery glimmer and wondere'
what she would do il it fiickered on
before the light was on. And whil
: she was worrying, the bell rang. ant
/, there stood a nice, small boy holdin;
!, a little red candle. The kindl,
j. passer-by had sent it up to help ou
= till the light came along.
1t was a little red candle that LOOKED
as II II had memory Of some merr.
doings last Christmas. And its sturd,
scarlet and businesslike wick CAV
cheering promise Of reliable rays t
come. To sensible. prosaic folk, VIII
r see nothing extra in primrose by
rivers brim. it was just an ordinar.
a bit of candle, but--there is alway
e more than one way of looking at OIL
" primroses--and little red candles--ou
views depending greatly on what w