Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1913-03-08

@hO lA0N WHY ~ nUA0s AOOA fst 49,
Goinxetti needs the money dreadfnlly
for they spend it az fast 40 It's paid
In. The little darling will have to 90
to hospital, and there's nothing laid
by. The boys all threw in, but they
didn't have much. themselves. No
body has. Everybody's poor In this
old world-except you and me. I've
taken La Goinzettis place in the cage
all day to keep her from losing out:
and II this wasn't the last day, don't
know whether I'd have promised You
or not - Samson was pretty
good, but that mask annoyed him. 90
you see-but honestly, Abbott, doesn't
all this make you feel just wee bit
different about me?"
1T makes me want to kiss YOU.
Fran"
1T makes you"-she gasped-'.want
to do--that? Why, Abbott! Moth.
ing can save you"
I'm afraid not" he agreed.
The car was swinging at the high
est reach of the wheel. The engine
stopped.
She opened her eyes very wide. I'D
think you'd be afraid of such world
famous lion trainer" she declared,
drawing back. Some have been, ]
assure YOU"
"I'm not afraid" Abbott declared,
drawing her toward him. He would
have kissed her. but she covered her
face with her hands and bent her head
instinctively.
"Up!" cried Abbott. up, Samson,
up!"
Fran laughed hilariously, and lifted
her head. She looked at him through
her fingers. Her face was garden
of blush roses. She pretended to roar
but the result was not terrifying; then
she obediently held up her mouth.
After ALL said Fran. speaking
somewhat indistinctly, you haven't
told why you ran away to leave poor
Fran guessing where you'd gone. Do
| you know how I love you. Abbott?''
II think know"
I'm giad-for could never tell
you. Real love Is like real religion
you can't talk about It, Makes you
want to Joke. even II you can't think
of anything funny to say--makes you
chatter about anything else, or Just
keep still. Seems to be something
down here-this is my heart, isn't It?
hope I have the right place, I left
school SO early-seems even when
refer to it ought lowell, AZ I said.
make a sort Of joke. :"
But this is no joke" said Abbott
kissing her again.
| Yes said Fran, happily, I'VE can
talk about 1t in that way. Isn't Bill
Smookins dear to keep us up here
SO long"
It was a good while later that Alb
bolt said, "As to why left Littleburg:
Bob knew of a private school that has
just been incorporated as college. "A
teachers needed, one with ideas Of the
new education-the education that
teaches us how to make books useful
to life, and not life to books-the edn-
cation that teaches happiness AZ we'll
as words and figures: just the kind
that you didn't md at my school, little
rebel! Bob was an old chum OF the
man who owns the property 30 he
recommended me, and went. It's
great chance, Q magnificent opening.
The man was 80 pleased with the way
talked-he's new to the business, 80
that must be his excuse-that I am to
be the president
Fran's voice came rather family
.Hurrah! But you are to be far, far
above my reach, just a. prophesied.
Don't you remember what I said to YOU
during our drive through Sure Enough
! country"
and that isn't ALL said Abbott,
looking straight before him, and pre-
tending that he had not heard. I'm
that town-Tahlelah, Oklahoma-I dis
covered, out In the suburbs, a cottage
the dearest little thing-as dear -
-" Mr. Smookins; just big enough
for girl like Fran. I rented It at
<vHtt 10 =
standing there idle-there's such =
time arranging the grounds as think
you'll like them. didn't furnish the
cottage, though. Women always like
to select their own carpents and
things, and"
Fran's face was a dimpled sea OF
pink and crimson waves. with starry
lights in her black eyes for signal
lights. ION, you king of hearts," she
exclaimed. And shall we have .
church wedding, and Just kill EN-!
Abbott laughed boyishly "No---yDu
must remember that your connection
with show, life is at an end"
"But-and then-And So" cried
Fran rapturously, "1'm to have home
after all, with flower gardens and car
penis and things-a sure-enOugh home
Abbott, a home with you. Don't
you know. it's been the dream Of my
life Toto"
/ Abbott was inexpressibfy touched.
Eyes, was Just thinking OF what l
heard you say, once-to belong to
somebody"
Fran slipped her arms about his
neck. And what . somebody To
belong to you. And to know that my
home 10 our home. ~
Abbott, with q sober sense Of his
unworthiness, embraced her silently.
From far below came a sudden
sound. making its way through the
continuity OF the street uprpAr. 1t was
the chugging of the engine.
The wheel began to revolve.
Down they came-down-d down
Fran looked up at the moon. Good
bye" she called, gaily. The world
is good enough for mel"
(The Enid