Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1912-04-04

stalwart, well-set-up man. whom the
hostess finally brought to Vivian as she
stood talking to the guest OF honor,
Maude Nelson.
Harry" said Mrs. Gordon sweetly.
Il want YOU particularly to know Mrs.
Avery Mr.. Walters, Vivian"
AZ Vivian blushed with pleasure.
Obi" she cried excitedly. II am
sure-yes, you are the Harry Walters
who lived across the street from us
in Fostoria." Gl
And you are Vivian Allen. You
haven't changed in the least"
II am so glad arranged for you to
go in to dinner together!" exclaimed
Mrs. Gordon.
Hugh" called Vivian to her hus-
band, who stood near by with an In
scrutable expression on his face,
come here. want you to meet Mr.
walters. Such a coincidence! I w1aS
telling you about him this afternoon"
Hugh coldly acknowledged the in
PRODUCTION.
II should hardly know you from the
picture Of you that my wife treasures"
he remarked. r&. 4a@,
Vivian felt Mrs. Gordon's surprise. as
well as that Of Miss Nelson. She did not
dare look at Harry Walters until she
heard him say:
"Oh, did you keep that photograph all
this time? hope have changed In
appearance since that time"
turning to look at him, an idea came
to her which made her eyes dance. Her
husband, with Miss Nelson, sat op-
posite her and her 'schoolboy sweet
heart" at dinner. Vivian racked her
brain for "reminiscences. Finding none
| (for of all the boys who attended the
academy when she did, she had known
him the least), she originated several.
To her delight and amusement, he not
only responded eagerly, but followed up
her lead with much more thrilling
memories. .E...'
you did not answer tho letter
| wrote you when you were In Italy," he
said, reproachfully.
Indeed, did," she replied, earnest
ly. "but long, long afterward learned
that the train to cherbourg had burn
"Oh!" he said, his eyes full Of regret.
AS he became more attentive and
impressive in manner, and she caught
the jealous glances of her husband.
Vivian's spirits scared, and she never
seemed more beautiful. N&
Later in the evening, in the con-
servatory, she looked at Harry sud
denly and laughed.
What a vivid imagination you have.
Mr.. Walters!"
1T was awfully good Of you, Mrs.
Avery, not to give me away. am
going to confess to you, my old
neighbour the object Of my fairly tales"
You needn't" said Vivian, with a
smile. Il think can guess. May II"
you may; but ! don't see how
Mrs. Gordon had confided to me on
my arrival that you were engaged to
Miss Nelson. and OWNED from her
expression when you came that you
and she had had a misunderstanding,
and you were trying to make her jeal-
| GUS" "
MRS. Avery, you must have second
sight! But 1t was awfully sweet Of you
| to help me OUT,
Fellow feeling quoted Vivian to
herself.
Looking up she saw her husband
standing before her.
! Vivian he said in q tone trem-
ulous with feeling, this is our
dance"
He led her away from the aatonish-
ed Walters and in the ballroom he
| caught her almost roughly to him, az
they began the waltz.
*"Tell me, did you know he wa1 ia
be here 2" he asked hercely.
She looked up with frank eyes in
(which shone the gladness Of love re-
gained, and said with the earnestness
Of truth:
| Il never dreamed Of. such thing. II
was just coincidence"