Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1913-11-01
those who have had the knot tied"

WASN'T engaged out u week, anu Sue
hardly knew Charles. They had cor
responded for year, and letters are
different from the real thing. And
Charles certainly could write letters.
But he was selfish and conoeited, and
1t wouldn't have taken her long to
find out II she had married him.
Now, Amos II different. He's tender
and gentle. and yet he's strong and
kind: but Amelia came to this town
just before Charles left for the west
and she thought he was perfect"
Shed be happy with Amos" Miss
Ann agreed: but she thinks her
heart Is buried"
| There she goes, now" said Mrs.
Lowell, glancing out of the window.
IL knew she would. Every Saturday
she's of to the cemetery with a
wreath OF pink flowers. Sometimes
It's roses and sometimes it's sweet
peas and sometimes it's verbenas.
But it's always pink. She says
Charles loved that color and always
| wanted her to wear It,"
"She has hard time In winter.
because she can't always afford to
buy hot house flowers. But she keeps
her pink geraniums blooming, and
puts a lot of green with them. And
sometimes she ties on pink ribbon,
and once 1t was just pink crepe
paper"
Poor thing" said Miss Ann.
That's what hurts Amos So" said
Mrs. Lowell. "He knows Amelia
hasn't enough to live on and he has
plenty. And I think he knows, too.
that she would love him II she would
let herself. He said to me not long
ago, Aunt Carrie, when talk to her
about It, she Just cries and says,
please don't. Poor Charles thought
! L. had It In mo to be constant-and
II want to be faithful to him want
I to be faithful"
There goes Amos now" said Miss
Ann. do you know he's got some
pink roses in that paper? believe
he's on his way to the cemetery"
! well, he'll meet Amelia there, F."
said Mrs. Lowell, "and i guess
she'll be touched to see that he has
Remembered Charles"
!. But Amelia sitting forlornly at
the foot Of her lovers grave, was to
meet some one else before Amos,
for a slender little woman ap-
preached and asked, els this the
grave Of Charles Burrough?"
| Yes" said Amelia.
The girl unwound yards Of waxed
paper from about a magnificent
wreath. 1t was evidently made up
by a city florist, of pink dollhouse
roses, and valley lilies, with
maiden-hair fern yelling the whole.
oh" gasped Amelia, how beau
| tiful!"
HE always loved pink" said the
girl.
Amelia looked up startled. you
knew that?" she asked.
| "Yes," said the girl When !
wore pink bows on my hair he al
ways admired them. And there was
a, little pink lawn dress that he made
me wear the, night he left me-"
I "He died ten years ago." said Ans
liza. ct is long time--did you know
!, him-just before he died?"
The girl nodded. HE lived out west
IN the same town where l taught And
we were engaged" She did not see
Amelia's start Of surprise. He came
east-just to see his folks, he said, and
! then. he was to come back-and we
J, were to be-marr1ed."
Then he died." the girlish voice
went on, and all these years have
wanted to come and lay a wreath on
his grave. I saved my money so that
j might. And-now / am here-and-
and can't bear It,"
Looking on the Others grief, Anne.
liza wondered why she was unmoved
/ She wondered, too, at certain light
! ness of heart. She felt free--free to
live her own life, to love as she would
/ She saw Amos coming up the hill
She bent over the sobbing girl. HE
loved you," she said tensely; "yor
have that to comfort you."
i Then she went swiftly down thu
It'll and met Amos. II don't JUS
know what has happened to me-" she
said. Take me away, Amos, take M
where nobody can see me cry"
He led her to place screened By
a row of chairs. What is 1t, deal
Hearth" he asked tenderly.
She told him. WAS he-as tickle
Dis that?" she demanded.
Everybody knew It," he said, "bu
YOU"
"And no one told me. Oh, Amos
1 feel SO sorry for that girl. Some
how don't feel sorry for myself
Perhaps I've just been c1ng1ng TO
4 dream. But she knew him and livet
close to him and, oh, hope he lovet
her best. 1t would be so tragic II,
II she is mourning a false lover
Amos"
And your" Amos asked.
II found out after he came cas-
that he wasn't all that had though
he was-but thought he loved me-
and 1t seemed so pitiful for him t.
be up here alone--with no one to carr
i and so / tried to be true"
There was a light in Amos's eye
as he bent over her And now tina
, The has some one to love him-can'
!, you pity me-Amelia?"
tn II declare" said Mrs. Lowell, {
month later. amos says Amelia Il
!, going to marry him. And when | ask
ed his favorite color, he laughed ant
said it was blue
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