The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1902-04-07

WHY he WON
BY EDWARD B. CLARK.

It doesn't often happen, and no ono
ave a favored few, knew why ii nap
oene this time There is a little sun
ouri n this story, but no varnish, ana
,et use who like a lacquered tale turn
,he age She was a bud last winter
and mis- winter she was married. Most
Of tie buds stay on the stem a little
longer than that but considering
how many there were who wanted ner
he quick plucking and bearing away
is not to be wondered at in anything
save in the personality OF the flower
lover who did the picking
Frances Marvin's fther had no
money, but he held a place in society
by force of intellect and family. There
are not as many OF those cases as there
used to be. The girl vas a beauty. Il
novel writer were telling about her
he would say she was regal James
Parker, LaSalle street stock broker.
was not a novel writer, but he thought
Frances was regal ney rtheless. He
had a thought of this nind from the
moment he saw her. Parker followed
Miss Marvin's movements as closely as
lie did the tape in the stock ticker. He
vas a member OF every club in sight
and he drove and rode. and did all The
other things that man of wealth in
society does when he knows how
James Parker was a catch. Every
body said so, and the TACT was pretty
strongly 4mpd essed upon the Marvin
family. bar Iarvin pere, who didn't
care whether Parker was a catch or
not. for Frances was to be allowed to
make her own choice. Parker became
the girls shadow. He pa court. how
ever, unobtrusiyely and with perfect
tact. Frances was BATTERED bit by
the attentions of this man, Tor whom
all the other girls had made a cast,
to use piscatorisl simile. and had
failed to get a strike f..v-
Now, there was as weii as James
Parker one John Meadowcroft Mead
owcroft had big truck farm out be-
yond Bowmanville Curious thing
but Meadowcrcft worked his farm him
self He was a big fellow, something
more than tribe awkward. but with a
fine head and a good face He mad an
education and no capital except that
which was represented by some acres
OF onion. carrot and potato beds and
some hundreds of square feet Of glass,
Under which the roses and carnations
reached perfection when the winter
blasts howl and the optimistic snow
bunting whistles in the fields. John
Meadowcroft was a graduate of the
Amherst Agricultural College. Just
what had turned him to farming peo-
pie did not generally understand. A
good guess would hayetmade it that
Meadowcroft loved the country better
than the town and took TO gardening
so that he could live at an times where
he could smell the soil and see some
clouds besides those OF smoke go arift-
ing by.
One summer day number of young
people drove ont beyond Bowmanvlue
TO see the massed color and beauty OF
great field OF flowers which the
newspapers had made pictures of ana
written about 1t was fhe Thing TO 60
out to that spot Of loye.iness during
that month of blossoms r. was there
that Frances Marvin first saw John
MeadowcIoft, farmer lie had pretty
place for a home II was naturally
pretty, and John Meadowcroft knew
how to enhance its attractyeness.
James Parker was there that day, and
being man OF acumen and worldly
wisdom he saw that Meadowcroft. the
farmer, thought that Frances Marvin
was more to be admired than any flow.
er in his field; love them all though he
did from the tiniest blossom to The
big Haunting peony
Meadowcroft had friends in the CITY
They were of some OF the good oic
New England stock who in their
earlier days had known his father and
mother Meadowcroft had way OF
overcoming obstacles His friends sa,
that some day he viii be growing
green chrysanthemums. and will do II
without feeding the earth with dyes
At any rate he met Miss Marvin again
and then again. She was rather anus
ed than otherwise at the attentions O.
this farmer man" as her mother call
ed him. There is something in sin
cerity that wins a way IN all kinds o