The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1915-09-03
THE GREEN
MANIKIN
4 Story With Heart
Interest"
ny AGNES G. BROGAN

S1csA Navid Bronson heard an Amer
RSrA speaking voice In that little far
gessrN PARTISAN restaurant an emotion
snxs. Uas. surprising surged within him
-SsSs .ais. was what had been the trou
Az ~ lste, this the cause Of his un
GsxxaSdE observation-disclosures, pure old
-cfssac ned Inconsistencies"
Azg. as0, MS Il lad. he had realized
M &sQsrute feeling. Now the sound
:1S ,Sis. familiar tongue brought back
,sSxging to be among his own" which
'gsJsa, ElmOst unbearable, back again III
.EiSlar sid New York." for from her &c.
isrn5 eiIe speaker had also lived in that
TssGgGsy. Bronson whirled about to
sssS LII her. Demure and unaware OF
SsHNza1ng Chances, she sat at nearby
.uSse. ''eOnspicuously simple" In her
s-sssR isting black suit and turban.
R,assoa struggled against an uncon.
s1nsE-iee desire to hear agai2 that soft
11ksxr Of his mother tongue, then with
E1sg1stered, May II" sank into seat
ase, us opposite side of the table. The
InaxaEaat being unduly crowded. his
rtsca,ssion was calmly taken for grant
,@aS Happily absorbed. he gaZed ut the
at1sssx downcast face of his companion,
SssAlaLe.. glancing up at last, smiled. A
sssEy4ca. engaging smile it was, like that
.l1sfE 1ieudly child.
'-ylSe' salt?" Bronson asked politely,
HsGSP she girls smile deepened.
IS you, too, are American" she said.
M I.ss pentup longings of the mans
-sCsf Yearning soul broke forth at her
.sJa.1.3a.
-..sglaracan-yes," he answered. land
tsss'fys. could but know the joy it gives
gEe NaTely to be again in the presence
xars american! | might have sought
eag NY countrymen here. suppose,
H%'--he laughed shortly did not
,sesNSzrzs my need until heard your
sNssRT
TIA strf leaned impulsively forward
1 Az G5zssw," she breathed. "Oh. l know.
+sT weeks I've been fighting off the
,AstS4 to go back. Sometimes it was
'IEscsS 100 strong for me. I've got to
.s4sg 3Hre. you see l must, until
-Sux1ly'' he prompted gently. The
III lcSw back, continuing her meal.
'"xszal l make good" she answered
SszSaly
-.sfUdestF' the man questioned. She
zsAl&s& her head.
@c9ere are so many Of u.s." she said
'sxsIigy, "'would be- artists, musicians
4xsssyM tailures!"
"--hp.yyOuY
yis girls low laughter ended in Il
WY s9H1re. I'm an art failure" she
pElled with a shrug of the shoulders
2Hsnson's quick glance was sympa
sasss12
-ggE+sa Ps not" he encouraged. Bet
sfratck it out Il little longer and sec"
Sca Es1ss. drawing on her gloves, and
g1e4. lGoking now Oh the gloves, now
NJ If1A
-3tSaEend to-" she answered brightly.
THhlvisible regret the author also
erSsG
-2iGdon the boIdness of fellow
1AzTScan." he entreated, but may
swat aOpe to see you again."
''%lhY notY the girl carelessly re
4sSss2grGa IL dine here every day
.8a & happened that the small table
1rzsssh the window came quite natu-
lafG 80 be a place of meeting, Il place
Nrsae exchange of simple condolences,
5Nsc sc1nforting recollections of home
sss&Ued scenes and home happy times.
:sssSslH mansthis one hour was a sort of
isrTcegu Tor all the trials of a troubled
,ssss, About it his dreams conferred rs
xwySrd for nightly hours of writing.
sn2; tie girls open pleasure in these
MsssSlgs was a constant growing joy.
TO you know" she asked in her in
2s1sJEns way, Il cannot get over the
lran1-Kae | have known your face be
= usi II was strangely familiar from
TE fss't, and yet
MtEIN David Bronson knew that his
g2aer " announcement had come. 1t
bfsx been gratifying thing to hide
'ecss sine from the paths of fame and
sSsss&sl that his unknown personality
sms powers of its own to awaken in
esws and pleasure. With a sigh he
gSsssEf turth his card and placed 1t be-
Sw.her.
David Il. Bronson" the girl read
sSnAf&i, while recollection widened I'm
srsycs..
-SH2as,n she said i'm a tone Of awe
"-as25ovid Bronson. the author?"
sss.nodded abruptly.
'-a0a you are writing a book over
1N1s2- she went on slowly, "a book
'Riia q French setting perhaps and one
,esfySar wonderful American heroinesT
anheroine," he confessed, proves
disappointment. She is so exactly
1zekxg sac seems to be-commonplace
1se2sGuan heart interest"
.7ssz girl turned YEARLY aside. His
xonssion Of greatness seemed all at
yss-rSo put him far from her presump-
,tNqSG9 friendship.
>-ssseG about YOU" she said. you'll
4zs&S xuman heart stories among us
.ssS~
TssesoD got hastily into his coat.
''Sfms this once" he begged, "allow me
'rnrzfk with YOU"
Esretofore this request had been re-
gasSsx Now the girl deliberated.
@-Dzes Hay come" she agreed.
zHgrx the sunlit narrow street they
s1wxfl ,wgwds jostling her slim figure