Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-04-11
Evening Story
"THEN YOU'LL REMEMBER Me.
BY Dorothy Douglas.
Copyright, 1912, by the Associated
Literary Press.)

| Alice LANCE arose half impatiently
from her desk and took up posi-
ton by the window. She gazed with
unseeing eyes into the great court
at the rear of the apartment build
ing and nibbled the end of her pen
thoughtfully.
II want to marry him and ! don't
want to- she told herself with I'M
smiling eyes. IF only he could learn
to love music | believe-no-l am
positive I would marry him. Music
| is the greater half of my life and
Jimmy is unutterably bored if any
one save Harry Lauder is singing.
Alice heaved sigh and turned
again toward her desk. A spotless
| bit of monogram paper lay ready for
| her answer to Jimmy Blake. She
dipped her pen in the ink and again
nibbled the end of it. Suddenly her
head turned and she listened.
A voice of wonderful baritone
grandeur had burst into song.
The pen in Alices hand dropped in
differently and she stole into her room
by the open court in desire to draw
nearer the mans voice.
Fortunately her window was partly
open and Alice sank down on her
couch in an abandonment of exquisite
enjoyment. In the recess of her mind
was the thought that new tenant had
moved into the apartment and that she
would have the pleasure if stolen, OF
hearing him sing often.
Her critical ear told her that the
voice. though of warm rich timber,
was lacking in the minor technicali-
ties and finish that would have put
him on a level with the great Caruso.
'He is no doubt studying night and
day." Alice decided, land will hear
him practicing."
Then over her enjoyment Of the
music came the certain knowledge
that windows were being opened in
many of the apartments on the court
It flashed upon her suddenly. The
man was street singer and those
people were throwing him money.
Alice jumped up and thrust her head
far out of the window
eyes! There he is. and I can see
only the top of his head"
The man had been singing the more
popular arias from the operas and
when he had finished the Flower Song
from "Faust" Alice watched him
stoop to pick up the many little white
packages that had been thrown to him.
In panic lest she be too late she
rushe&-to her desk and took the first
bit of paper she found Into the en-
velope she thrust bill with a yellow
back and threw it hastily out of the
window.
The man would have been gone a
second later, but he heard the girls
voice calling, "Here!" He turned
back. picked up the envelope. and
when he saw the denomination he
looked quickly up at the window and
for a moment Alice Lange looked into
his sensitive, emotional face.
With his hat still in his hand then
he sang the most beautiful of the
bohemian Girl' arias, "Then You'll
Remember Me-
There were tears in the girls eyes
and an ache in her throat when his
voice so poignantly sweet sobbed it's
last appealing line, "Then you'll re-
member me-"
After he had gone Alice did not re-
turn to her desk. Instead, she lay for
long time dreaming of the street
singers voice.
mo she decided finally, II can
not marry Jimmy Blake. I want to
roam the Elysian fields and pluck
the flowers of greatest fragrance,
and Jimmy Alice smiled visit
fully, Jimmy would only tell me I
am moonstruck and take me to a
vaudeville performance"
And when Jimmy received the note
that Alice sent him he went out to
the race track and came back through
Elysian fields that swayed fantisti-
cally and had tendency to rise up