The Red Cloud chief., 1913-05-15
Winning Of A man
What Happened When a Real
Man Entered Upon Winona's
Horizon.
BY HARMONY WELLER.

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In the first place Winona firmly be-
lieved that the numerous suitors for
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 reckoned on was the
fact that her money was a 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 manifesting her talent. WI.
mona had taken course in interior
decorating and in her heart she felt
that she would reach supreme heights
OF happiness II 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
a steam yacht or touring car all day
and who haunts the cabaret restau.
rants by night"
, tear squeezed itself from beneath
Winona's lashes; then q 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:
"Winny!" 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
an entire shop IL you want 1t. AS for
something to paint, 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.
Il will be so happy you won't know
me-if can just be Q working person
for once"
Il have seen an architect today
about putting up a dozen bungalows
on the West Park road. want them
to be little gems along the drive and
the young chap l have chosen has
ideas that like. Now you and he
can get together-that Is II you can
without actually coming to blows" he
ended with a laugh. Il am not sure
that 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.
IL love the idea! | shall go straight
away and get plain frock such as a
working artist would have. You are
dear" she cried excitedly and hugged
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 at her in a more
or less supercilious manner when he
had learned that he, in O way. was to
work with her.
oIIo {o ovidopt1v ono ~ thooo volO
lumined men who think that anything
feminine belongs seated at the side Of
sewing basket. I will show him!"
she decided and Davenport fell to
wondering why the girls blue eyes
had narrowed in SO peculiar manner.
That was but the first of his won
dering. From the moment he and
Winona began to talk actual business
he was kept In state Of continual
surprise.
"She is a clever artist" he told him
self often when some particular bit Of
designing was discussed. "And after
all-the feminine mind should know
more about q home than the mascu-
line"
Had Winona realized the praise that
Davenport was giving her In his mind
she would have been even happier In
those days of work when the bunga.
lows were progressing at q splendid
rate. But she did not know 1t and
her heart was beginning to feel that
a real man had entered upon her
horizon.
Notwithstanding her first impression
she knew now that John Davenport
was a man whom any girl could be
proud of winning. The close compan.
ionship and exchange of ideas gave
her ample time to know him as she
had known no other man. He would
never idle away his days on yachts
and motor and Winona smiled when
she tried to picture him at cabaret
show or dancing the one-step.
"And think he likes me-" she told