The Daytona daily news. [volume] (Daytona, Fla.) 1903-1926, 1915-04-26

and the income from ~ -
little cottages had been a ano1sIoa
- h;s income. OF course. The prop
ertv was sadly out Of repair ~ :
eraat deal Of money had been spent
upon II still the agent had mses
many complaints about dissAtisnsd
tenants.
Jaw reread the letter.
.Abeut this Widow Dow" said the
AGENT. sshe lives In the last cottage
at the very edge of the woods. ana
abe saws that some Of the trees should
ia cut down because the shade makes
her place damp. 1 tell you she ought
not to make complaints wnen sue 10
behind with her rent
.Pshaw!" muttered Jay, thrustine
the letter into his pocket III run
down there myself and have II out
with Mrs. Dow"
The next day. quite unknown 10
Agent Green, Jay Dickson ansnleo
from the train at the Dorflton sta
tion and took a short cut through the
woods to reach his property.
He was not prepared for the huge
black woman who waddled across the
| garden with a heavy foot. Her woohy
hair was tied up in snowy turban
| and her white gown was Immaculate
Are YOU Mrs. Dow?" asked jay.
The woman looked at him shrewdly
| 81 am Amada Dow" she admitted.
| mr.. Green wrote to me about you'
Mrs. Dow; he said you wanted some
trees cut down. will see him about
the matter"
Jay. puzzled at finding his agent
had rented one of the cottages to
other than white people, pursued his
way through the street toward the
agents office. Near his destination
he was just in time to snatch young
woman from under the wheels OF
racing automobile.
As it was, they were both flung
against the curbstone, and the young
woman lay pale and white against
Jays arm.
'Ill show you," volunteered a
woman, and she led the way toward
Jays row of cottages.
She passed them all until she came
to the last one, the abode OF the
Widow Dow.
Il will go inside with you. The
doctor is on his way now" she said.
as she opened the gate.
Armada Dow met them in the porch,
and she took the slender. unconscious
form in her arms and bore her up
stairs, where the village doctor ar.
/, rived in few moments.
II Jay Dickson, wandering restlessly
, in the little garden, could not rid
his mind of that lovely face which had
lain against his shoulder 1t was a
pale, spirituelle face, framed in rich
red hair that grew low on her fore
head. The lashes that lay on hel
: creamy cheek were thick and DARK
and curling. What color were hel
; eyes?
What allied him, anyway? he asked
himself fiercely. Never before had he
cared about the color of women's
eyes!
! The doctor came down and spoke t.
him
> Her arm is broken" he said
Its her working arm" shifted
: Armada, as she went out.
Mrs. Dow is an artist" explained
the doctor in a low tone. She's beel
having hard shedding, l understand
!, : and l guess losing the use OF he
!. right hand for many weeks won't he'll
! any,"
Il am Jay Dickson, the owner O
l. these cottages. l came down to Sc
! Mrs. Dow" explained Jay, feeling ur
n reasonably elated because his divinit
= was the Widow Dow-and free!
n Strangely contented at the outcom
n Of affairs, this most impractical @
landlords proceeded to visit his othe
tenants in the row, and with Their
= planned to make such improvement
in the cottages and grounds as woul
justify a change in the name Of tn
a place.
In the course of time ii was tram
formed into Rose Terrace, and it wa
due to the good taste of the Wido
Is Dow, who acted as Jays adviser |
d the matter of improvements. Durin
u her convalescence the Widow Do
es went to drive in Jays big AUTOMOBILE
while Armada sat, a mountain {
e swelling pride. in the tonneau.
80 Green, the agent, was pleasant
shocked to receive a generous chez
AZ when his employer was married. II
ie' never really knew what it was 70
70 but Jay explained to his lovely bride
:" III 1t hadn't been for Green's cor
:. planning letter I'd never have gor
10 down to see the Widow Dow-ar
ns some other chap might have won h,
first"
But the widow only laughed in h,
IS delightful way.
There couldn't possibly have bes
,is any other chap" she said FOR the