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


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talked all through breakfast: what do
you think is the matter with her, d.?
Diana took time for glance at her inquirins
young cousin: She Is IN the New THOUGHT
Gracie.' she said
"Yes!" broke in Peter. who was Just behind his
sister. 'she's got the New Thought with string
around its neck
What is the New Thought. Diana I.
"Give it up, Honey
We'll, thought" said Grace that she talked .s
if you were what you thought you were." Peter
bent a glance Of deep admiration his sister.
INJURED. and YOU got all that by Just listening to
conversation that wasn't meant for you. Now
think am"
Keep still. Peter! Say. d."
Miss Sinclair glanced up again Did under
ment in this hotel?" she queried.
But want to find out about the New Thought
said Grace "and, besides. my room is warm, and
yours is nice and COOL.
How about the parlor?" suggested Miss Sin
clair. or the piazza, or the summer-house, or the
tennis court. or the woods, Or
II never thought to see such inhosptality," said
Peter: but only dropped In to say farewell"
well. DIANA" said Grace. in voice of deter
n,ination, you know that Mr.. Gresham introduced
you TO last night?"
Certainly she knows him after you introduced
him.. said Peter helpfully
You know. Dr. be is staying at the Hunting
CLUB
Yes said Diana. with polite interest.
We'll, met him the links before breakfast.
and he thinks you are Mrs. Sinclair.
That is no matter. You can tell him that am
But didn't. You see. D he is awfully nice:
j used to see him last winter at Uncle Wits: and
he doesn't like old maids.
Grace at last had not only an attentive but
audience She was standing on one foot
n manner retained from childhood for moments
III embarrassment, but she eyed her cousin and her
brother argumen tatively. as they wiped away the
,llls Of mirth
did you call her Mrs sinclair?' demanded
leter She nodded
But anyone 1t in the register. you silly.
silly yourself! put big blot right in front
her that 1t looks like Mrs
Peter gasped DO you know where you will
Lrug up. young ady?"
And called yon Mrs Sinclair the clerk.
said Grace who bad regained her assurance
LOW that the news broken, land If you go
around correcting me. Di. we'll get ourselves talked
about.
'WorIdn, that ggle you!' said Peter solemnly
''t)ur little Grace is a forger.
Il think. Grace. began Miss Sinclair. with stern
and then the absurdty of it came over her and
she broke into laughter. There is only one thing.
she said when she had got her breath, you can
Keep your Mr., Gresham at distance l don't like
widowers | prefer the young and fair-the Jack
boy for choice =
He isn't widower"
Mr. Gresham isn't widower. He Is bach
Good heavens.' said Peter. And you are try
Ing TO put Diana off with an old bachelor. Have
you no family feeling?
II do wish you'd keep STILL Peter. He's awfully
popular. Diana; he is so clever. and SO handsome.
Diana waved impatient hand. Whatever he
is she said. don't expect me to entertain him
Why. he must be nearly forty.
He is nothing of the kind.
Say" broke in Peter, who had been doing
thinking. where is Mr. Sinclair supposed to beg"
There isn't any. She's a widow"
indignation sat upon Peters countenance. II
refuse right now to be a party to anything Of the
kind" he protested firmly. 1T is taking mean adj
vantage just because the man isn't here. Sit and
laugh heartlessy If you will Diana; am not going
to have Sinclair killed off in his absence"
;You ridiculous pair said DIANA But
you understand. Grace that it is only because do
not intend to see your elderly friend-Grace shifted
ndignantly-that do not insist upon your imme
diately correcting your misstatements. should
advise your going away by yourself and meditating
the difference between George Washington and
Sapphira"
But. Di. II you'd only think that you are Mrs.
Sinclair you see you would be-
And to this has the New Thought led u.s."
calculated Peter. LET shun It, my children!"
On green bench under spreading tree sat
Diana, and before her stood Mr.. Gresham. He was
surveying her with interest
1T is strange that you don't like me. Mrs. Sim
clair, he said.
She looked up at him.
"Oh, by your manner" he answered, as II she
had asked the question. "You refuse to have any
thing to do with me. How often have l observed
you and Grace and Peter having an hilarious time.
but no matter how stealthy my approach, how un-
obtrusive my attempt to share the gayety. you In
varably seek the seclusion of sphinxlike sileuce
Nodestly. wonder at it."
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