The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1913-05-23
WINNING OF A man
What Happened When a Real
Man Entered Upon Wlnona's
Horizon.
Rx HARMONY WELLER.

BY HARMONY WELLER.
Winona sighed deeply. She felt that
her reasons for signing were many
and good.
In the first place Winona firmly be-
lieved that the numerous suitors Tor
her hand were merely after her money
She had not stopped to realize that
her eyes were gloriously blue and her
hair shining mass of copper, nor did
she know that her character was low
able and her mentality above the aver
age. All she rockoned on was the
fact that her money was snare Tor
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 manifesting her talent WI
mona had taken a course in interior
decorating and in her heart she felt
that she would reach supreme heights
of happiness IL she were allowed to
dab paints on the walls of adorable
little bungalows.
Thirdly, she sighed-and perhaps
she sighed deepest-over the fact that
a real man, the kind that would take
her heart and life by storm. had failed
to appear on her horizon.
Perhaps l am just naturally hard
to please" she reasoned, but / simply
cannot love man who idles about in
steam yacht or touring car all day
and who haunts the cabaret restau-
rants by night"
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 unhappi-
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.
"Winnyl" he cried, and took her
into his arms.
Il am just terribly unhappy" she
smiled at him through her tears, Il
want long brown painting apron and
brushes and paints-and-and some
thing to paint!"
"Bless my soul, child-you can have
anzentire shop If you want it. AS for
something to paint, can give you q
contract that will tax even your clever
schemes for decorating"
Winona smiled into her fathers
eyes.
Tell me quickly!" she demanded
Il will be so happy you won't know
me-if can just be working person
for once"
IL have seen an architect today
about putting up dozen bungalows
on the West Park road. l want them
to be little gems along the drive an6
the young chap / have chosen has
ideas that like. Now you and he
can get together-that Is If you car
without actually coming to blows" ht
ended with a laugh. II am not sure
that / would let him know that yoI
are my daughter" he added; "h'
might be inclined to give way to you
though Davenport doesn't seem like
the man who would give in much t.
anybody"
Winona pouted, then hugged he
father. Her cheeks were free oe tear
and her eyes sparkling.
"I love the idea! shall go straigh
away and get plain frock such as
working artist would have. You are
dearl" she cried excitedly and hugge'
him again.
When Winona met John Davenpor
she was not sure that they woul
avoid the blows that her father ha,
laughingly suggested. The youn
architect had looked at her in a NOR
or less supercilious manner when h
had learned that he, in way, was t
work with her.
HE is evidently one of those uni
lumined men who think that anythin
feminine belongs seated at the side O
a sewing basket. I will show himl
she decided and Davenport fell
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