Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1912-09-21

shy glance. He remembered after
ward that delicate color had come
into her cheeks.
And now as he gazed down at her
on the balcony he sighed.
so near and yet 50 far, he
fretted inwardly and felt a twinge Of
jealousy when she began to write 2
letter. why do people spend Sun.
day writing letters?' he questioned
himself.
Lynn was startled then by her
voice calling to some one within the
studio.
"Oh, Jane-I forgot to get stamps
and this letter absolutely must 60 to-
night. Have you one?" The girl
stepped inside and Lynn was pos
sessed of bright idea.
He found his stamp book and tore
out couple OF stamps. With swift
fingers he wrote his name on the
back and let them flutter down to
the balcony below. As he had ex-
pected. one flew out beyond the rail-
ing, but the other dropped down and
chung to green vines.
Would the girl sec It? Lynn walt
ed impatiently. She came out again,
ami he could tell by the disappoint-s
ment in her attitude that she had
been unsuccessful in her quest Sho
stood for a moment In indecision,
then discovered the stamp clinging
TO the vine.
ooh how fortunate!" she cried to
the person within. II have found
one!"
Lynn watched her moisten tho
corner Of her envelope and stick the
stamp on. He sighed. He had hoped
that she might, in moistening the
stamp. catch sight Of his writing.
However, he had done her service.
and that was some consolation.
It was a week later and Tom Lynn
was at his usual place by the vine
framed window. He looked out to
see If the girls head was there. Yes.
And another head, black and wind
tossed, was there also.
The two girls were talking and
their voices rose distinctly to Lynn.
They were evidently continuing q
conversation started within.
"But how could you stick stamp
on without seeing that name" the
dark-haired girl asked
II licked the envelope returned
the other II merely found that
stamp on my vine and put in on your
letter." It seemed to Lynn that
suppressed current OF excitement was
in her voice.
"And II my little brother did not
have a craze for making a smokers
table Of stamps I should never have
seen Tom Lynn's name I am going
straight to his studio and ask him IL
he is the Tom Lynn who used to build
sand castles with me-
Iknow there is Tom Lynn In
the building because have seen his
name"
Did Lynn imagine 1t or was there
just a suspicion OF eagerness in the
voice. She jumped up suddenly.
Let us telephone to him right
away and ask him in to tea" she
suggested to the black-haired one
whom Tom Lynn was trying In vain
to catch a glimpse Of II really must
thank him for his timely sending Of
a stamp, whether he is the Mr.. Lynn
you know or not"
Both girls went within the studio,
and presently Tom Lynn went to an
swer his telephone. He felt suddenly
very much elated and his heart leaped
at the prospect Of meeting the girl
with the coppery hair.
Hello. Yes. Am I? Well. I
guess l am. Didn't I used to tease
the life out of you by calling you
emmy, meeny, miny mo, just because
your name Is Enid" Then Tom
Lynn said with sudden swift tact,
But where are you. May not como
and have tea with you? was just
about to have my lonely bachelor
cup" He smiled to himself. Yes.
In ten minutes. Thanks. good-by."
He hung up the receiver and went
again to the window. The girls were
not on the balcony. "Primping," he
surmised.
When he dropped the brass knock
or on Peggy Mackey's studio 1t WAS
Enid who opened the door. She
greeted him shyly, and in her smile
he recognized the little Eny Of sand
castle days.
"The same happy dimplee," he told
her, and glanced beyond to the other
girl whose eyes were saying SOME
thing that he could not fathom.
When he held the slim fingers that
he had watched SO often Tom Lynn
felt supremacy happy. She seemed
very shy and the color came fitfully
into her checks.
Ibid you know about the stamp!"
she asked him.
II cannot ten lie," he quoted.
with laugh. II dropped 1t down to
YOU"
Tommy Lynn" cried Enid. II be-
| iieve you are still romantic as You
were in sand castle days But sup
pose that is what has made You .
successful writer" She tripped away
/ off to make the tea, and Peggy looked
up at Lynn There was q mischiev.
GUS expression in her eyes, and she
said, with lowered eyelids:
"The vine from my window box
makes a very nice frame for face.
She glanced up swiftly and watched
the color mount to Tom Lynn's tenn
pies. Then she laughed outright and
came confidingly nearer him. do
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