Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1912-01-11

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like the song in The Mikado'" and
she" hummed lightly
"'To make the prisoner pene
.Unwillingly represent ..
| A source of innocent merriment.
| q OF innocent merriment!' ...
| Am prisoner, then?"
| whatever you like; it can not be
said that l ever held You on the
leasb!" taking final look into the
mirror.
"What is the meaning of this rug?
You and know who stole It,"
| IT have explicitly warned you, my
child, never to NEEDLE with affairs
that do not concern you"
Indirectly, some of yours do. You
are in love with Ryanne as he calls
himself .... &c.,. W.T.
my dear, you do not usually stoop
to such vulgarity. And are you certain
that he has any other name?" Ns
IF were should not tell you
"Ah!" go"
"a man will tell the woman he loves
many things he will not tell the
woman he admires." -.
GAS wise as the serpent bantered
! the mother: but she looked again into
the mirror to see if her color was still
what it should be. "And whom does he
admire?" the Mona Lisa smile hover
ing at the corners Of her lips
"You," evenly. .,.. i
, Mrs. Chedsoye thought for a mo-
ment, thought deeply and with new in
sight. 1t was no longer child but a
woman, and mayhap she had played
upon the taut strings Of the young
heart once too often. Still, she was un-
afraid .z.,..,2 ,.t. d a.
w., "And whom does he love?" -.
me. Shall get you the rouge,
mother?" 49, -.. .f.
Still with that unchanging smile,
the woman received the stab. my
daughter" as II speculatively, ''you
will get on. You haven't been my pupil
all these years for nothing. Let us go
down to dinner"
Fortune, as she silently followed,
experienced a sense of disconcertion
rather than of elation.
, . 3. CHAPTER vi. s.@M .,
A ball followed dinner that night
Wednesday. The ample Longing
room filled up rapidly after coffee;
officers in smart uniforms and spurs
whose principal function In times OF
peace is to get in everybody's way
rowel exposed ankles, and demolish
lace ruffles, Egyptians and Turks and
sleek Armenians In somber western
ifrock and scarlet eastern fez or tar
boosh, women of all colors (meaning
of course, as applied) and shades and
tastes, the lean. the fat, the tall and
short. such rs Billy Taylor Is said tc
have kissed in all the ports, and tail
coats Of as many styles as Joseph's
had patches. George could distinguish
his compatriots by the lit OF the
trousers round the instep: the English
man had his fitted at the waist and
trusted in Providence for the hang Of
the rest. This trifling detective worl
rather pleased George. The women
however. were all Ewes to his eye; lib
eral expanses of beautiful white skin
the bare effect being modified by 8
string Of pearls or diamonds or emer
aids, and hair which might or might
not have been wholly their own. He
waited restless]y for the reappearance
of Mrs. Chedsoye and her daughter
All was right with the world, except
that he was to sail altogether too soon
His loan had been returned; and hi
knew that his former suspicious hat
been most unworthy. Mrs. Chedsoye
had never received his note. l. Is.
Some one was sitting down beside
him. It was Ryanne, in evenins
clothes. immaculate, blase, pink
checked. There are some men so hap
pily framed that they can don ready
made suits without calling your at
tention to the fact George saw al
once that the adventurer was one Of
! these fortunate individuals.
Makes rather good picture to lool
at: eh?" began Ryanne. rolling flake
tobacco cigarette. Dancer"
"No. Wish could. You've done
quick work." with admiring inspec
ton. Not a flaw anywhere. How de
you do it," 1..
Thanks. Thanks to you. I NIGH
say. I did some tall hustling, though
toggeries. We follow the dance anc
we follow the dead, with never
variation In color. The man who IN
vented the modern evening clothes
must have done good business during
the day as chjef.mourner."
=, why don't you send for your lug
gage?" ~ .... Il
Ryanne caressed his chin. "My lug
lage is, believe, in the hands of the
enemy. II is Of no great Importance
I never carry anything of value. save
my skin. I'm not like the william in the
melodrama: no discriminating docu
ments, no lost wills, no directions fol
digging up pirates gold.'
Il suppose you'll soon be off fol
America" George asked indifferently
Il SUPPOSE SO. BY the way, saw
you at the game today"
I No. Where were you?"