| Graham, the circus announcer for the Big | | Show, Barnam & Bailey's Circus. Lew | | Graham, handsomely dressed, told the big | | audience what came next on the program. | | During the long winter lay-ups, they | | would swap yarns in the unique circus | | lingo, which Harney has recorded in | | _David Lannarck, Midget_. | | | | Later, Mr. Harney served in the | | Spanish-American War. After the war, | | "Cap" Harney became active in the | | development of southern Idaho, and | | although he sold his holdings there | | 1945, he confesses that he is still | | "haunted by the wild isolation of that | | district west of Cheyenne." | | | | Mr. Harney is a native Hoosier, a | | resident of Crawfordsville, Indiana. | +----------------------------------------------+ David Lannarck, Midget _AN ADVENTURE STORY_ by GEORGE S. HARNEY EXPOSITION PRESS . NEW YORK Copyright, 1951, by George S. Harney _All rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form_ Published by the Exposition Press Inc. 386 Fourth Avenue, New York 16, N.Y. Manufactured in the United States of America Consolidated Book Producers, Inc. Designed by Morry M. Gropper _It is very true, that the small things in life are sometimes the most important._ --CHURCHILL PART ONE 1 In all her days of presenting the spectacular, Cheyenne had never witnessed a more even contest than was now being staged this day in the early autumn of 1932, at the circus grounds in the city's suburbs. It was a race between a midget and a lout. The little man ducked under the garish banners portraying the wonders of the Kid Show, raced the interval to the "big top" of the Great International, then back again, closely followed by a lanky oaf whose longer strides evened the contest. "I'll cut yer ears off," the pursuer snarled, as the midget swung around the pole supporting the snake banner, thus gaining a distance on his enemy. "En I'll cut yer heart out," the big one yelled as he stumbled and almost fell. As evidence that he would make good his terrifying threat, the lout flourished a clasp-knife in his right hand; with his left, he made futile grabs at the midget's coat tail.