Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-07-25

Buddington square. At the north end
lived Rosamond Drew, who was young
and beautiful. at the south end lived
Bruce Hewlett, who was good.looking
and poor. and betwix and between
them lived Horace Dodd, who was
fifty and rich.
In the usual story, such a trio
would have formed the combination
OF an old man and a young man, both
in love with Rosamond. and the trite
problem Of love against lucre would
have helped along the plot.
As matter of fact, however, a
month previous to Thanksgiving none
of the three knew each other. Rosa
mond and Bruce were newcomers,
Horace had lived all his life in Bud
dington square. Every day he walked
with his dogs to the park and back
One morning Rosamond walked with
her French bull, and Bruce strolled in
the same direction with his two
terriers.
Horace's dog was great Dane. a
dignifed fellow, who took no notice
Of Rosamond's pug-nosed pet. There
upon the smaller dog became pug
nacious and barked rudely
Rosamond smiled at Horace. She
could no more help smiling than the
sun can help shining. please call on
your dog she said.
Horace gave peremptcry order to
his great brute, and the stately fellow
moved on. But just then Bruce's ter
riers arrived and fight followed.
1t was Rosamond's pet who got the
worst of it, and when he staggered
out of the group of snarling CANNES,
she turned pale at the sight of him.
"Poor little Peter" she whispered. A
tear rolled down the beauty of her
cheeks. and the two men stood and
looked at her. and made up their
minds that she was very charming.
The next day Bruce's mother and
Horaces sister called upon Rosa
mond's aunt. They came, they said,
to inquire after the little dog. They
had been told he was hurt.
Rosamond, who poured tea for them,
said that he was all right. II really
think it was his feelings which were
hurt most of ALL" she said. Il
couldn't find scratch on him."
Rosamond's aunt, who was very
plump and pretty agreed that Peter
was the victim Of his feelings. HE
had to have a ham bone and three
dog biscuits" she said, ITO console
him, but he slept like top all night"
The facts being duly reported to
Horace and Bruce, they each sug-
gested that Rosamond and her aunt
be invited to dine. So the next week
there were two dinners in Buddington
square. The following week Rosa.
mond's aunt gave dinner, and Hor-
ace and his sister and Bruce and his
mother made a very comfortable six.
Horace fell in love with Rosamond's
aunt, and Rosamond fell in love with
Bruce, and Bruce went heart whole
and fancy free, although he thought
Rosamond very charming.
Rosamond's aunt was also heart
whole and fancy free, which left Hor-
ace and Rosamond pining.
And one day they found each other
out II am very unhappy" Horace
conflded to Rosamond; your aunt Is
the most wonderful woman In the
whole wide world, but she won't look
at me-"
"I'm not happy, either" said little
Rosamond, and presently Horace
asked. softly. us 1t Bruce?" and Rosa
mond nodded. and whispered Yes
Thanksgiving day was a week on
Rosamond's aunt had given orders for
her turkey, and Bruce and Horace
had given orders for flowers.
1--WE should like so much to have
you with u.s. said Rosamond's aunt
when the two men called one after.
noon, ito dine on Thanksgiving day.
But, of course, your homes have first
claim"
Horace smiled wistfully. IF you'll
ask me-" he said, "1'll encourage my
sister to visit an old friend who has
invited her"
Bruce's regrets were not so effu.
sive. "Of course, I'll have to stay
with mother" he said, "and there are
a lot of cousins coming"
Rosamond wondered If any Of the
cousins were pretty. And her heart
felt like lead But she turned In.
dignantly to Horace, "Come and make
ours a three cornered Thanksgiving
You can have all the turkey you want
and we'll give the bones to Peter"
Bruce had distanct feeling OF be-
ing overlooked. "Oh, say, he be-.
gan. I'D like to make 1t quartet"
But Rosamond shook her head
wickedly Think how disappointed
the cousins would be-"
But when Bruce had gone and the
lovely aunt was out Of the way, she
spoke to Horace. Lets make them
Jealous" she said "They deserve it."
ut might wake them up" said Hor-
ace thoughtfully.
So it happened that on Thanksgiv-
ing morning a box OF roses. came to
Rosamond from Horace, but none
came to auntie. Auntie looked PEN
sive. Its strange he didn't include
me-" she said, "since I'm really his
hostess. Rosamond."
Rosamond blushed beautifully
perhaps he thought" she faltered.
Thought WHAT" demanded the
beautiful aunt sharply.
"That I might be--jealous," said
Rosamond.
"Do you mean to say" the older
lady's eyes sparkled.
Horace thinks an awful lot of me"
said Rosamond.