The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-04-14

Sally heard Thelma answer an
other child derisively: cav, Betsey's
off her nut! Sure that amt Sally!
That's a Turkish princess from Con-
stantinople. The man said so. Sides
sally's white, and the princess is
brown"
GAIL right, children, right this
way!" Gus was ballyhooing loudly.
Permit me to introduce pity Sing,
the smallest and prettiest little
woman in the world. Just twenty
nine inches tall, % years old and
twenty-nine pounds heavy. Did I
say 'heavy?' Excuse me, Pity Sing!
meant twenty-nine pounds light!
Look at her, little ladies and gents!
Amt she cute? Her parents were
just as big as your paps and ma
mas"
He remembered just too late that
he was talking to orphans, and his
jolly face went dark red. But he
recovered quickly, glanced about his
audience, saw that Miss Pond was
straying nervouSly toward Sallys
platform, as if halfway convinced
that BetSey'S childish intuition had
been correct.
"Oh, Miss Pond!" he sang out in
gratiatingly. Il wonder if you'd do
me the favor to step up on the plat
form. I believe Betsey is scared.
Yessir, 1 believe she's scared half
out Of her skin!" He laughed,
stopped to chuck Betsey under the
chin, then, with a cour/ gesture,
offered Miss Pond his hand.
Sally looked on, her throat tight
with fear and with tears of graft
tude toward Gus, as the barker,
with a rapid fire Of talk and joking,
kept his audience completely hypno-
TIED. He jollied shy little Betsey
into taking the midget into her
arms, like a baby or a big doll, and
only Sally, Of all those who looked
ON. could guess how keenly the arti-
fcially smiling little atom of hui
manity was resenting this insult to
her dignity.
He coaXed the flattered and hus-
trated Miss Pond into standing be-
side pity Sing," so that the chill
dren could see what a vast differ
ence there was in their height. And
somehow he had attracted the at
tentiOn of a carnival employe, for
before he had exhausted the posi-
bilities of the midget as a diver
sion. Winfield Bybee himself came
striding into the Palace of Won
ders, mounted the midgets plat
from and, after a moments Whis-
pered conference with Gus, made an
announcements:
Children, I'm old Pop Bybee;
Winfield Bybee is the way it's wrote
down in the Bible. I own this car
nival and I want to tell you chill
dren that I'm proud to have you as
my guests. I love children, always
did! Now, boys and girls, the Ferris
wheel and the whip and the merry
go-rounds are waiting for you
He was interrupted by a whoop
Of Joy from the boys, in which the
girls Joined more timidly. 1T won't
cost you a cent If your chaperOn-"
and he turned to Miss Pond with a
courtly boW-"will do me the honor
to accept these tickets, youu all
have a ride on the Ferris wheel, the
whip and the merry-g O-round alb
solutely free. Don't crowd now, chill
dren, but gather at the door of the
tent. 1 thank you"
When he sprang, rather stiffly,
from the platform, he offered Miss
Pond his hand, then, with her arm
pressed to his side, he escorted her
with pompous courtesy to the door
of the tent, where the children were
already milling about, wild with ex-
element.
In her terror Sally had forgotten
the golden-haired woman in the
green silk sports suit. Now that the