Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-04-30

"You Imagine" she beksA.
'You are too honest to finish that" he said, as
she paused "Besides, why should imagine It? MY
opinion would naturally be that you would be glad
to have me to talk to-considering the scarcity OF
people. On the contrary, you never bestow WORD.
upon me unless hold you up for it."
II think this time shall refuse to be held up,
With smile to the decision m r ast voice ice
complications. She picked up her book again. de-
liberately.
another green bench under the tree. He sat down
on 1t and laid his hat beside him. He did not even
look at her. When she unwillingly glanced at him,
back and was gazing up Into the green branches I
He was very handsome Miss Sinclair found this
fact getting mixed up with Sidney Lanier's SYM
phony when she returned to her book. She frowned
and endeavored to concentrate her mind on the
poem Her neighbor was abnormally quiet. She
closed her book and rose. Instantly he was on his
feet
IF you have finished reading III walk up with
you.' he said There was solemnity in his tone She
Il have not finished reading" she said. Il am
going down by the brook.
Then I'll walk down there with you. obl1glng-
~. There are cows
Frances Diana Sinclair sat down again on the
seat she had just left. She did not know whether
to be while she t up
what is it?" she inquired with some asperity
woman with the bird book explained Peter in a
tone Of great exhaustion. she made me walk
son I'll thrush, and caught little sunstroke. And
here was you. my appointed protector. having
nice. comfortable, COOL and happy time under
Ibid she attack you. Mr.. Gresham?" no in
CURED.
'she never walked me across three helds," said
Mr. Gresham. She only asks me whether I've
noticed the cloud effects"
..Thats her." assented Peter. Il never look at
the clouds any more ! inquire in the morning II
there to be any effects and II there are stay
in. used to be perfect child of nature. too
Il think you underrate that sunstroke. Peter"
Perhaps do, Mrs. Sinclair. he murmured
and Mr.. Gresham noticed how she colored and then
laughed. Her face was charming when she laughed
and the fact that all her laughter seemed to be
against her will made 1t all the more aluring. She
Strengthened out the curves in her red lips and
looked at Peter severely.
where is Grace?'' she asked.
ION somewhere with the Jackson kid: He's
been leaving ever since we came; told me he only
How many guests are there?" Mr.. Gresham
appreciated Peters presence as an aid to converse
"wen there's Mrs. Ivorson She reads Elmer
son between meals and she says you are what you
think you are
! am not"
Diana ruthessly interrupted Peters demand
for light on this statement. why, here Is Grace"
she said as II she had supposed that young person
to be in China.
Grace and the Jackson boy came up, smiling
Grace sat down beside Mr.. Gresham and the Jack
son boy dropped onto the grass.
Caught those fish yet. Jackson?" inquired
Peter.
NO." said the jackson boy solemnly. cycling
the sky. II believe I'll go tomorrow. It's been
miserable weather for fishing"
I'VE have been telling Mr.. Gresham about the
guests, Peter observed, after he had waited sue
cessfuly for the Jackson boy to turn crimson. 1--WE
began with the New Thought woman the one that
helps you with suggestions, Oracle
II wish some would help you with few
in the way of manners" said Grace sharply. You
simply monopolize conversation
1T is my one little gift. do what with
It. II had your talents"
There are only half dozen guests" put in
Diana. with some effect Of haste. She laid her
hand on Peters arm, and he subsidized with gentle
grin at her. Mr.. Gresham fell into half teasing
conversation with Grace. His manner with her
see without pang. Diana caught herself smiling
once or twice at the badinage He caught her, too,
and smiled quizzically into her eyes. An air of
peace hung over the group.
come on for the fishing"
civilian who?" demanded Grace
'Why. Mr.. Sinclair, of course
Mr.. Gresham paused little in something he
was going to say. Grace gave start and glared
at Peter. Diana, who had kept her youthful prone
ness to laugh at the wrong time. smiled help
lessiy;
to conceal her unwilling mirth in the lace of her
handkerchief. Peter sat in pleased and contem-
plative silence.
II am afraid" said the jackson boy. .that they
would find 1t pretty poor fishing"
mot they" said Peter promptly. why It
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