Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-12-12

Tue IlllluS thoughts, Iuo iniPSAAous'
needs and vague longings, the quick
play of sympathy. the give-and-take OF
speech; they were the true things OF
God. infinitely greater than all trees,
than all His other works = at least on
this earth on which they stood.
And while Phil made his plant Vida
walked proudly alongside. carefully
guarding a neutral ground OF a gooa
yard wide. between shoulder and
shoulder.
Il don't see. Vida" began Phil.
what you can have against me. You
! treat me as ii were a dog,
| Vida shrugged her shoulders with
her habitual careless contempt
There are dogs and dogs! she
said.
Meaning" said Phil with petulance,
that | am not one OF the favored,
even considered as cur
| "You certainly do not need TO pc
made Of " said Vida, you have had
too much of that already"
Not from you'll
! mo. | know better from Rose
Nunsby. among others, if you want
to know"
'.She has told YOU"
! Nothing = do you suppose | would
ask her? But | have eyes in my head.
also ears, And and | am not sure
but that you ought to be very much
ashamed of yourself, Mr.. Philip Cal
mont
! "Ashemed of myself Why, in all
4 the world?'
Phil was genuinely astonished now.
But Vida gave him no help. She only
| nodded resolutely. to emphasize her
position.
pray what have I done!' pleaded
Phil. "Tell me!'
You have spent a considerable deal
Of time there during the last year or
two" she said, looking carefully
away in the opposite direction. and
now. all of sudden. you have not
been near Rose for weeks If thought
it was the influence of - OF Vic Nor
ris Mr.. Morris - would have
something to say to him tat would
take the ternal smile off his face
/ But faltered Phil Calmont, quite
overwhelmed by the unexpected accu-
sation, 81 went to the Nunsby's house
only to talk about"
81 do not care what you went to
i talk about, or what excuse you made
] to yourself The fact is that for
months years perhaps = you have
gone there every day = every after
noon, | myself have seen you cross
ing the fieldhs Why. Master Phil,
4 could have set my watch by you. you
were so exact. Many a time | did not
go over to Roses just because | did
not wish to break in upon your tete-a-
tete!'
But Rose knew" gasped Phil. "she
knew that | only went thereto talk
about YOU
In a green glade notified with the
waving, golden drift of slender Lent
lilies the girl faced about, The sunlight
was fair on her face. But the quick
5 wrath which Phil knew so well had
4 leaped up into her dark eyes. She had
> drawn back her small nervous hands.
and held them tight clenched by her
sides and little behind, like an ath-
!. lete straining for the start Of race.
'And you think that makes 1t any
better" she cried. even If it were
true Phil Calmont! You have gone
there - to the Nunsbys = for years
always when Roses father was alb.
sent"
| 81 never thought about it. though
l it is true that I do not like her faith
: err put in Phil. Indeed, few people
did But the fact made, at that time,
no impression on the angry Vlda:
. .She is net as other girls you VIII
} say" Phil tried to intimate valnly
\ that he had said nothing Of the kind
, NO sir, she is not as other girls,
e NV Rose. She is far better, lar more
: unseltish | am not worthy to be hel
{ friend to have her love = hel
/ friendship 1T is hard for me mere
even as 1t is: and it would have peen
h altogether impossible without Rose
. And now. you. Phil Calmont, whom
C / had looked to whom | had ex
: pected to make Rose happy yot
II leave her alone for weeks and weeks
:. - Just because" she dabbed hastil!
Il at her eyes "she has one shoulder
$ q little higher tan the other. why
I Roses heart IS niger and truer .
+ thousand times than yours, PM Cai
e mont. | would give up everything i
only could be little like her Sc
h true, so generous never caring Oh
n about self And tat man one
like you Phil Calmont, should tos:
e her aside like a worn glove
r, 81 did nothing of the sort" pleaded
: poor Phil; indeed | never though
e of such thing"
We'll. ask Rose Nunsby = hersel
- | will stand by what she says!
cried Philip desperately.
oh! of course; Rose Is too proud
S. to true. to loyal, even to thing lik
n you. ever to say word. Oh. MY poo
20 Rose"
q And the handkerchief went >"
n again. It was one Of Vidass %
T. edge" days when little went yer
long way with her. Phil happened t
r present himself for secrfice, that i
IS all"
r, But, Vida"
"a Don't call me Vida = will nc
IS have it, | am not Vida to YOU
We'll, Mss Bryan, then" sal
Sc Phil gently. 81 have only to bid 20
X god evening. You will not believe m
le when | tel you the truth. You wi
av not even believe your own frien'
rs Since went 10 the pits to work in In
no Office with Mr. Morris | am ofte