Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-09-15

scribe a strong tonic, but l happened
to think of Aunt Betty"
"She's a dear old soul!"
Indeed, she is, and she's got nice
farm and everything comfortable
around her.
How l wish could visit her for a
few weeks?"
You do? Why that is the very
thing l was going to propose! l was
talking with your father only last even
ing"
And is he willing for me to go?"
Not only willing but anxious"
Dear, good father!"
And you can go in three days"
The next evening, when young Mr.
Gleason and young Miss Lyndhurst
met by appointment, there was giggl-
ing and chuckling and shortling.
What luck!' she said.
Its fierce!" he answered.
But who proposed it?'
They did,"
What geese!"
Great opportunity here for the NOR
alist to warn parents not to conspire
against their children. lest the said
children beat them at their own game,
but 1t is passed over in the confusion
of trunk packing and making start
for Aunt Betty's.
And now for secret. A good half
of the pictures shown at the movies"
are stray pictures taken here and
there and a play built around them.
The man with the camera is every
where, and he finds ready sale for
his pictures.
He was at Aunt Bettys when Miss
Jessie arrived in a farmers wagon.
He made his snapshot for the begin
ming of play. Later he took her as
she reclined in hammock; then in
the barnyard among fowls, then climb
ing an apple tree, then as they drove
away together behind Aunt Betty's old
white horse to get married by coun-
try parson on the veranda of his
house.
The camera man had to take dog
trot for two miles to get that last shot.
1t showed the smokehouse at work and
the hens and chickens scratching for
worms.
And now let an interval of several
weeks elapse for film entitled Beat
ing the old Folks to be made and mar
keted. Miss Jessie was still at Aunt
Betty's, and every letter from her said
that she was getting an appetite like
a pig and wanted to stay all summer.
"She seems to have forgotten the
music store young man." said the faith
er, as part of one OF the letters was
read to him.
"She never refers to him in any
way" replied the mother.
1T was what they call calf love, and
it was bound to die out as soon as they
were out of sight of each other"
Il hated to deceive her, but it was
for the best. after ALL" sighed the
mother.
And now, few evenings later, be-
hold Mr. and Mrs. Lyndhurst at NOV
ing picture show, and as Beating the
Old Folks" was flashed on the curtain,
Mr.. Lyndhurst cooked up his ears and
said:
'1'll bet this will be something ex-
ira good"
1t was. There was Miss Jessie ar
irving at Aunt Betty's and she was
recognized in an instant. The mother
gasped and the father growled.
by thunder, see there!" gasped
Mr.. Lyndhurst.
did you ever!" from Mrs. Lynd.
hurst.
but where are they driving toy he
demanded as the old white horse pic.
ture came on.
"The Lord only knows"
mo wonder she's getting an appe-
tite!'
II hope-hope-"
But they are going off to be mar.
ried!"
IF they are"
Then came the marriage on the We.
randa. Mr.. LIyndhurst swore at rapid
transit rate.
Mrs. Lyndhurst had the picture blot
ted out by her tears.
"Oh, you are smart mother, you
are! It was you that sent her down
there!"
But you said it was BEST
But I say now that am blamed
IDIOT, and you are ditto!"
When they reached home they sal
down and looked at each other for q
long time. Then the wife uuerica
HAcr0RIA ror infants and fhildran