The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1915-08-27
The Signal
OF the Rose
A Girl Who Had Every.
thing She Wanted
BY AGNES 6. BR0GAN

David Bourne turned from the wild
lsmmotion of the pit" with Its babel
Of high keyed voices, and passed out
INTO the morning sunshine. $50 old
Richards has won again" Failure
seemed a word unknown to this wiz
ltrd in the world of finance. How did
ne do it? What god of fortune" wait
sd upon this great Spectator, giving
linn infallibly the proper cue? And
7visst new extravaganza would this
alter victory bestow upon Paula
Paula, the daughter of whom her ia.
sher so proudly boosted, "She shall
have everything she wants?"
The girl who. has everything she
wants" Bourne thought OF her now
AS be strobe along, and an inner light
passed over his features, erasing all
WEAKNESS. 1t had been u mistaken kind
ness upon the part Of the doting father,
carrying out this humble clerk In his
employ to spend delightful days at his
famous home on the Hudson. Had 1t
been AN intentional kindness, David
wondered gloomily. or merely the insa-
table desire of the man to impress
another with his greatness? And the
laughter, who was beautiful. had also
been kind. David pictured her now
moving with a sort of stately dignity.
fer little dusky head held high, her
rare and radiant smile. And she had
zone justice to the generous advantage
ef her training; her touch upon the pi-
auo was joy, her voice charm to be
gemembered.
David sighed abruptly, THE girl
who has everything she wants" He
recalled half bitterly the luxury of
her surroundings, the rich draperies
which chung about her slender figure.
the little jeweled fingers-Paula Rich
ards, only daughter of the king of
fnance-and he. David Bourne. loved
her. Sometimes he had fancied ten
derness in the. girls eyes appraised to
his, usefulness answering to his
own unspOken longing. But David put
these dreams resolutely from him. He
sven laughed contemptuously as he
squared his shoulders.
You poor simpletonr' he breathed
Still it was growing-the little hoard
in the bank-growing. oh, so slowly.
with such painful self sacrificing. with
almost hopeless desperation. Yet there
we're times when the hopelessness van
ished, and David smoked on in sub
dued excitement as he planned his one
glunge, his first venture In the pit OF
the Stock Exchange. And IL he were
successful, If he could follow the lead
Of his great employer, IL his money
should come back increased hun
dredfold, why. then she might be his
and still continue to be 1.-The girl who
had everything she wanted" Until
then he must worship at her feet a.
hong as she should be kind.
She met him that evening with her
usual sweet gravity. He had always
admired this pretty seriousness. light
eneti by her rare smile Tonight the
smile seemed more rare than ever.
She glanced at him with concern.
You are tired" said Paula, "or
troubled"
David laughed shortly. Troubled,
think" he replied "will you play for
meY
With her characteristic understand
ing the girl seated herself at the piano.
Throughout the love Symphony" he
wondered wildly if a millionaire's
daughter might not possibly find hap
gfness in small apartment, If ro-
nance might not be made to atone
for Jthe absence Of retinue of serv
ants, ff and If A song Of Caruso's
brought him back to the opera and
Paula there in her fathers box. with
her the people of her kind.
Paula he cried abruptly. The girl
quietly arose and stood before him.
David pointed a tentative finger at the
diamonds upon her hands. you love
those things?" he asked.
why, of course" she answered.
wondering. II love everything beau
tiful." She smiled at the roses upon
Her breast. 81 cover myself with roses,
and cover myself with Jewels"
"And you may have for the wishing
anything which money can buyT
Paula nodded. Yes" she said.
David jumped TO his feet "Tf I
could say that" he cried, "Id he the
happiest man in the worldv'
Her voice came to him softly. "Is
there something. then. that you wish
for so very much?"
He laughed shakily. 1.-THE moon,
t9fnk." said David.
And" she persisted, "would money
purchase this particular moon Of
yours?
Perhaps uot." he answered, "but It
would at least give me chance to
sry." Passionately he swung around
upon her I'm quite mad tonight,
Paula he said tensely. "You and
your music have sent me up into q
sool's paradise Of hope. want TO
tell you something, not Of my love for
you; you have always known that.
Your fathers success has got into my
Blood. I've thought that IL / could
make one deal like his today I'd dare
to voice the longing that's consuming
my heart. have been able to save
n little money, and-and I'm going to