Norwich bulletin., 1913-05-14

1 Winona sighed deeply She felt l that her reasons fer signing were l many and good.
 l In the first place. Wfnona believed 1 that the numerous suitors for her l hand were merely after her meney. l She had not stopped to realize that l her eyes were glerieusly blue and her 1 hair a shining mass of copper. nor did l she know that her character was low l able and her mentality above the aV- l craze. All she reckoned on was the 1 fact that her money was snare for fortune hunters and she doubted her sWains, one and all
 Secondly, she sighed because she had had splendid art education, yet wealth and social obligation had kept her from manffesting her talent. Win ona had taken q course in interior l decorating and in her heart she felt that she would reach supreme heights of happiness if she were allowed to dab paint on the walls of adorable lit tie bungalows.
 Thirdly, she sighed and perhaps she sighed deepest-oVer the fact that a real man. the kind that would take 1 her heart and life by storm, had failed to appear on her horizon. Perhaps l am just naturally hard to please" she reasoned. but 1 sim ply cannot love man who idles about in a steam yacht or touring car all day and who haunts the cabaret res taurantS by nlght.
 A tear squeezed itself from beneath Winona's lashes; then a second and third After that her head went for ward and she wept out her unhappl- ness on the Irish lace that covered her sofa pillows.
 Her father coming in found her curled up like kitten and with tears streaming down her lovely cheeks.
 "Winnyt" he cried. and took her in to his arms.
 T am just terribly unhappy she smiled at him through her tears. ' want a long, brown painting apron and brushes and paints-and-and something to paint
 Bless my soul. child-you can have an entire shop if you want 1t. AS Tor something to paint. l can give you a contract that will tax even your clever schemes for decorating.
 Winona smiled into her fathers eyes.
 @Tell me quickly" she demanded. T will be so happy you won't know me-if I can just be working person for once
 T have seen an architect today about putting up a dozen bungalows on the West Park road, l want them to be little gem along the drive and the young chap I have chosen has ideas that I like Now you and ne can get together-that is if you can without actually coming to blows" he added, with a laugh. T am not sure that 1 would let him know that you are my daughter he added; he might be inclined to give way to you though Davenport doesn't seem like the man who would give in much to anybody.
 Winona pouted then hugged her father Her cheeks were free of tears and her eyes sparkling.
 T love the idea. l shall go straight away and get a plain frock. such as working artist should have. You are dear she cried excitedly and hug ged him again.
 When Winona met John Davenport she was not sure that they would avoid the blows that her father had laughingly suggested. The young architect had looked al her in more or less supercilious manner when he learned that he in a way, was to work with her,
 He is evidently one of those unil- lumined men who think that anything feminine belongs seated at the side of a sewing basket. I will show him."