Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1903-12-17

one of the pictures and put it in one
other pictures, and after giving it a
long, loving look he placed it in the
inside pocket of his coat, and with a
guilty flush upon his face he fed from
the room.
Just as he reached the open parlor
door a second thought, which is said to
be the best, came to him, and he was
about turning to go upstairs and re-
place the picture when Alice's acute
a heard him and she asked, did you
find them?"
Quincy, seeing retreat was now i'm
possible, said, Eyes," and resumed his
seat beside her.
Did you find SKIP said Alice.
There are five upstairs in the enve-
lope and m here ready to address,"
replied Quincy.
Her address, continued Alice, sis
Miss Emma Farnum, r. Cotton &
Co., Real Estate Brokers, fremont
Row." So
Quincy went to the table, wrote the
address as directed, and tied the en-
velope with the string attached.
81 am afraid the other letter cannot
be so easily answered." said Alice.
Look at the signature, please, and see
if it is not from Bessie White"
1T is signed Bessie said Quincy.
81 thought So" exclaimed Alice.
"She works for the same firm that
did,
Quincy read the following.
my dear May:-I know that you
will be glad to learn what is going on
at the great dry goods house of Bor-
den, Watt & Fisher. Business is good
and we girls are, all tired out when
night comes and have to go to a party
or the theatre to get rested. Mr.. Ring
gold, the head bookkeeper, is disconso-
late over your absence, and asks one
or more of us every morning if we
have heard from Miss Pettengill.
Then, every afternoon, he says, Did
ask you this morning how Miss Petten-
gill was getting along?' OF course 1t
is his devotion to the interest of the
firm that leads him to ask these ques.
tons"
Alice flushed Slightly, and turning to
| Quincy said, Are you smiling, Mr..
Sawyer? There is nothing in it,
assure you; Bessie is a great joker and
torments the other girls unmercifully.'
81 am glad there is nothing in it,
said Quincy. "If I were a woman ]
would be afraid to marry a bookkeeper
ance to a cent, and at the end of the
showing a profit"
Alice regained her composure and
Quincy continued his reading:
what do you think! Rita Sanguily
has left, and they say she is going to
marry a DR.. Culver, who lives up on
Beacon Hill somewhere"
Quincy started a little as he read
this, but made no comment.
II was out to see Stella Dwight the
other day, and she showed me a pic
ture of you. Can you spare one to
your old friend, Bessie White.
"P. 81 don't expect an answer, but
l shall expect the picture. I shall
write you whenever | get any news,
and send you a dozen kisses and two
big hugs. B. w"
"She is more liberal than Miss Far.
num-" remarked Quincy. aShe is moi
afraid that l win commit robbery"
NO" rejoined Alice. but I cannot
share with 0 Bessie White is the
dearest friend | have in the world"
Miss White is fortunate" said Quin
cy. "but who is Rita Sanguily, if / am
not ~presuming in asking the ques
tion2"
"she is q Portuguese GIRL" answered
Alice. with black eyes and beautiful.
black hair. She is very handsome and
can electromagnetic. Freneh, and Span
ish. She held a certain line{of custom
en- this account. Do you know herr"
NC fe7licd Quincy, "hnt I think
l1Spc-v Hr. Cll.c;.'
What FiEd of looking man Is he?'
asked Alice.
| 1olj he is tall and heavily built