Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-06-04

sically, worst of all, in his heart. 1t
frightens me. He is too young.
disapprove of it at any age, in fact
! "Of counsel" agreed Isabel vigorous
ly. But how can help you?'
| He plunged on quickly. my son
thought he fell in love, year or so
ago-desperately, you understand!
Happiness comes high, it seems, and
the lady decided he wasn't rich
enough. Then ard there he vowed to
marry none but wealthy girl, to elm
mate the chance of future deception.
1t is running him." He put in simply.
He's got to be roused, You are the
doctor-it is woman's task. want
you to do it," he ended bluntly.
"Roused?" repeated Isabel, curiously.
MAKE him fell" explained Cramer
tensely. He's numb, prick him, for
good, or bad only make him feel!
"How?' asked the girl, still Curl
Gus and little bewildered,
Mr. Cramer shrugged his shoulders,
expressiyely. Suddenly Isabel stiffen-
ed do you mean-I'm to-firt with
your son? Because. if you do" l
"Oh, my dear!" deprecated the old
gentlemen, yet undisturbed by her
flashing eyes. He changed his tone,
Young lady, l am fighting for my
sons future, and his sane frame OF
mind; nothing is going to stand in my
way. He's not going to dry up into
miserable, crabby cynic, if l can help
it. Somebody's got to prove the exist
ence of love and faith and all the other
old fashioned sugar plums; and pretty
soon, too I've decided you are the
one to do it,
"Why me? asked Isabel pertinently.
Because" said Mr.. Cramer leaning
on his cane and staring at her.
Perhaps Isabel found the answer
more lucid than masculine, for she be-
came interested. and little flattered
in spite of herself.
You have a plan?" she queried, in
half surrender
Il thought it out long ago. Since
he demands riches-How much money
have you? You mustn't mind" he
added quickly.
But Isabel shook her head without
resentment. my face is my fortune,
sir she quoted, smiling.
HIM! Then you must secure expec-
tations of great legacy" he announc-
ed. IN see to that. You will then
proceed to engage his attention.
leave the method to you. If he sue
cumbs, you must burn your expecta-
tions-and if you have really succeed
ed, it won't make any difference. When
alls said and done, the little god Is
inr'~ chile. YOU know"
"What of me-if the little god takes
his .ege.ge out of me, and lose both
the 'e,f~Y and the-the gamer
IF the two proved inseparable-
wound you care to win parted Cra-
mer Besides it is great opportunity
that offer you-to restore fellow be-
ings capacity for happiness. The risk
involved is not comparable
But suppose?" gasped the girl, "he
learns to care, and can't fall in love
with him."
Have you met my SOM" demand
ed the old gentleman proudly.
NO" admitted Isabel, smiling.
"Ah! He is coming this way now!"
exclaimed Cramer. "a good omen"
Isabel detected total lack of, rather
than any definitely disagreeable ex-
preston on the face of the young man
who stood before her. She studied MIN
as they chatted, and before he excused
himself, was justifying his fathers
stand by becoming involuntarily and
combatively DESTROYS of calling forth
some decided Observation-Disclosures or
bad
"Well?" pleaded Cramer anxiously.
"Tll-try," answered Isabel softly.
BLESS you, my dear!" he murmur-
ed, pressing her hand. Are you need
ed here any longer? Suppose we sit
over there" he pointed to the summer
house land decide the details, There
must be no time lost and no weak links
in our chain. Now, for the source OF
your legacy-they never fall from
heaven-could you trace up great
aunt or a god-mother or something?
Think-hard."
Isabel thought; then confessed to
bankruptcy.
1--WE must find one for you then"
How"
! Trust mel" chuckled Cramer as
suringly There is little old lady
who is very fond of me--to the ex-
, tent Of hopping around to the end of
the earth at my bidding. She Is some
thing of a wizard, too, and can trans
form herself into anybody else at a
moments notice. So, your aunt with
twinkle, is upstate and will play
her part from there. Well talk it over
with her. Gomez"
The next evening Mr.. Cramer focus
ed the conversation on the garden