Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-05-29
CHAPTER Xxx. Continued.
PETEY

"But how can complete telling
your fortune-aw!-unless l see the
other hand?" expostulated the mon
ocle man with pleasant smile. II
desire especially to examine the
Mount of Venus"
There isn't any mountain any
more" said the jolly little pal. Its
been moved away"
cav! How interesting! Then we
might survey the vale Of friendship"
She looked around like a bird in a
snare; the hammer man was not far
away and impulsively she flew over
to him.
".was this our dance? I'm SO for
getful!"
at wasn't, but it is" he returned
with a smile. Obviously he was fat
tered. Heretofore Miss Dolly had
not acted particularly prepossessed by
the hammer thrower; he hadn't any
temperament-so she thought; ne
didn't swing one around with enough
abandon. He was one Of those seri-
GUS goody-goody dancers. He swung
Miss Dolly very seriously now; they
went so slowly for her that once she
stumbled over his feet. It was evil
dent their temperaments didn't match.
Or maybe what she held in one hand
had made her terribly self-consc1ous.
Bob watched them gloomily. He
feared she might swallow it during
the dance. but she didn't, for the little
hand was partly closed still when she
left the hammer thrower and Bob
xazed around for that COMPOUNDED
LOTT
had apparently lost interest In palp
reading and the temperamental little
thing. for he was nowhere to be seen.
Miss Dolly's eyes we're at once fright
ened and strange when she fluttered
again to Bob's side.
"Oh, I've done the most awful
thing" she confided quite GREATNESS
ly to him.
"You-you haven't swallowed it,"
he exclaimed in alarm. He thought
he had watched her closely, but still
she might have found opportunity
she might have made a swift move
ment to her lips which he had failed
to observe.
mo, haven't swallowed it," she
answered, give done worse"
worse. w udL SOuiu w VoAoS'
~ slipped it into his waistcoat peck
et."
whose? The hammer thrower?
No? BY jove!-"
II did 1t when I tripped. And l
tripped purposely, and when he was
very gallant and kept me from fall
ing. II slipped it in. And isn't 1t
awful? Poor mani He's such goody-
soody. You don't mind, do your Anx-
io~~1v.
"a, I mind heap" said Bob jovi-
ally. "Ho! ho!"
II was afraid you might scold.'
"Scold? No. indeed. I'm awfully
obliged and 1 only wish I could do
something for you to show how thank
I'll am"
-Do you? Then you might She
gazed toward the conservatory where
It was dim and shadowy. mo; 1t
wouldn't do We're not engaged any
more. Besides" And she looked to-
ward a straight proud figure with
golden hair. She didn't finish what
she was going to say. Only-'I guess
won't make you,'' she added.
Thanks" said Bob. you're sure
the best pal a chap ever had. But
honest. / hate to be mean and dis
appoint you after all you've done. And
might volunteer. if you'd make 1t
Just one-or, at the most. two"
A moment the temperamental little
thing seemed to waver. Then the
rosebud lips set moro firmly. NO"
she said. sIt's awfully dear Of you to
offer, ~hut don't want any. You've
made me see the error Of my ways
I've reformed. only want to be your
jolly little pal. But you haven't any
conscientious scruples about the way
/ disposed of it, have you?" she asked
swiftly changing the subject"
"Conscientious scruples? Not one.