Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-04-23

Yesterday and To-
morrow. Over the
way, smiling Its
Jealous barrier,
iramercy Park basked in the hot, glded sunlight Of
! mid-morning late In the waning spring. The air
vas heavy, sitting with the sweet cloying smell OF
It's verdure. She stood minute on the high brown
stone stoop thinking deeply. Then suddenly she
an down the steps and hurried westward, chin high,
.yes shining, an adventurous color mantling her
irm young cheeks.
At Broadway she hailed and swung. abroad a
lorth-bound Columbus Avenue Somewhere in
he ffties, near Carnegie Hail. she and alighted.
Sixth Avenue Il" ran block largely given over to
buildings of curiously composite character, the
ground floors occupied by stables, those above by
tudios. Midway between the avenues Miss Rowan
'ound an open doorway topped by fan-light that
'ore number she verified carefully Entering, she
lscended two long and flights OF steps.
broken by cramped landing. At the top, pausing
'reathless she found herself in Deep broad cor
'idor, upon which four doors stood open; fifth,
1t the rear OF the building, shut. Before this
. The bent and lifted corner of the mat.
Surely enough, a key was there. The girl lifted
to the lock. opened the door, and shut herself In.
Her initial impression was compounded of disap-
pointment and resentment; the room very sparely
furnished in distinct contrast to the memory she
had OF it. She had looked forward to something
less Spartan in its artistic simplicity Yet second
glance treasured her to some extent; the room was
dtted with all things needful for the comfort Of
Independent youth. Her long coat she draped over
one corner Of screen; her hat she disposed CO.
auettishly on top of the coat. Then she sat her
self down in a ramshackle basket chair, for mo-
ment's rest and quiet survey of her newly annexed
territory.
The moment heightened into minute; the min
ate into many. The chair was comfortable, the
studio quiet; through an open window at the back
drowsy air breathed, freighted with dreams ).
-. After time Eleanor opened her purse and
took from it letter. which she re-read with a
smile.
Dear Nell" cit ran in rart): I'm off tomorrow
on the Etruria, armed with letter Of marque, in
the shape of travelling scholarship in Europe
lad M f}Ynof To ovone s1
Here's the scheme: you frequently complained of
feeling lonely In the Gramercy Square house. since
year-unless you .use it. Why not? You can be
comfortable enough. Shut up the house and take
possession; I'm leaving the key under the door-mat
Ind the janitor orders to behave. Therell be some
butter in the ice-box (on the fre-escape) II you
get there quick enough Your al. second
cousin Gerald.
held the letter. Her gaze wandered out Of the open
window, her thoughts at random II Jerry
Donovan rattle-brained what was She. who
had fallen in readily with his scheme?
In this mood Penoyer found her.
He came in suddenly, out Of breath. and
damned the door. The surprise in his face gave
way to smile. and he nodded pleasantly, una
Dashed.
Good morning." he gave her cheerfully.
Hope haven't kept you waiting long Sorry.
But see you've made yourself comfortable That's
light"
Miss Rowan gasped; but before she could re-
collect her wits, Penoyer continued:
was to be detained, I hoped you'd and the Key
ander the mat. You won't mind sitting until half
after one? Bully!'
His voice ran with satisfaction so genuine that
one hardly liked to dash It; while Miss Rowan
sought for gentle form Of rebuke, he ratified on
"sit down-Tm not quite ready yet And
somehow she found herself obeying "Awf'ly glad
you found You could get here to-day Balister told
me Saturday he'd send you If you could make time
His glance appraised her with open admiration
That's ripping gown you know-perfectly stun
ming! Ballister said there wasn't another model
In New York who dressed well as you.
Eleanor flushed indignantly, and started to pro-
test getting as far as I'm not" before her
words were drowned by the rumble and squeal Of
the heavy easel Penoyer was wheeling to the middle
Of the S BY the time she sh make
clearly now that she had blundered into the wrong
studio. It were best, she thought to accept the
things 50 serensly for granted make an eventual
escape without question and be more careful there
after.
She stole swift, curious chances at Penoyer,
when he did not know it. He seemed new type
In her experience of men. Quite unconcernedly he
removed his coat and draped his shoulders with
paint-smeared smock. He squfnted at Eleanor with
She had to remind herself that while to her he was
q human being, personality to him she was mere
ly a problem In light and color.
"As you were when came in, please" he d.
rected tersely. ''You were thinking letter In
your hand, believe. It's not hard pose, and the
that's it. Head thought this way, please. want
your profile; It's nearly perfection anything
ever hope to see And the way the light
catches in your hairs simply gorgeous There
For some moments sound was audible within
the four walls. aside from the p-pat Of brushes on
prepared canvas. Then the young man began to
chatter with engaging nconsequence Fortuitously
his name passed his lips. Later it occurred to him
to remark that "Ballister'' had. mentioned the
models name. but that he Penoyer had forgot
ten it.
81 am Eleanor Rowan" announced the girl,
with fortitude.
Thank you. Head little more to the left.
please. Right"
By his tone her surname, which to half score
of young men of her world meant comfortable
fortune and pretty girl into the bargain, to him
meant nothing but an inspiring model He worked
on. In twenty-five minutes he invited Miss Rowan
to rest; in five more minutes he calmly invited her
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