Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-05-27

"overshadOwed me with Sarah, m
wasted to q shadow. Now, all right
with the world; there's Jenny in my
heaven, Jenny who will find me
troublesome
HIM. Two words are necessary to
some bargains" Jenny retorted, re-
covering herself a little. Her father
shook his head at her. II hope you
have met your match" he said. Then
to Peter. Young man, if you'll tame
her properly it'll be worth the best
horse in my stable to you
please she ought not to be tam
ed. I like her best just so,'' Peter
Everett, honor man Of his college, ath.
lete despite his slightness and staure,
said pleadingly. Il shall insist" he
went on. upon her looking always as
beautiful = yet never the same"
what Is it you do for saucy par
rots? Throw water on them?" Jenny
demanded.
Peter giggled. Remember, Pm only
the little pet" Then with swift
change he touched his new brothers
arm saying: "Better let our Sarah rest
a bit; she is ever so tired"
Jenny liked the tone, the protecting
gesture, especially in presence of her
masterful father. But she would have
died rather than admit 1t = being far
from model young person. Peter
had in way turned the tables on her
she owed him and his sister, the first
cause of his being there, just so much
more.
She set out to pay it, girl fashion,
by doing her best, in way skillfully
yelled, to captivate Peter. And for
three whole weeks she thought she
was succeeding - he played up to her
so beautifully.
She grew to like him to such
degree her conscience smote her when
she thought of the inevitable end. Still
her vanity got an awful shock when he
laid miniature in her hand one after
noon, saying with slow blush: Hope
you like her looks! Girl I'm going to
marry = some day - f make any
thing of myself"
Him! What does she say to that?'
Jenny asked her head swimming the
least bit Peter looked down.
81 had rather not tell YOU" he said.
ut would sound so vain you see. She
- she believes things of me. have
got to justify else I dare not take
her. I don't mean money - we have
enough to half starve on if I did moth
ing whatever. But - I can't venture
unless I'm surer l partly deserve her
love. It's the Sarah sort -"
II don't understand" Jenny inter-
rupted.
He smiled at her. 81 was sure you
~ I. 4 ho1 hot
the good sort you are, you'd never"
Don't speak of that - was hor-
ribly impertinent to = both of you.'
Jenny confessed. Peter smiled again.
THE Sarah sort is this" he went on,
"love that lives hopeless in the face
of injustice My sister and your father
were betrothed in early youth. He
distrusted her without cause - broke
with her = married in haste - the ad
mirable mother of an admirable daugh-
ter. He loved her truly, mourned her
no less truly; then chance brought him
in the way of his old sweetheart, and
the two of them were young again.
Fact! | saw it = and for a minute at
least hated him. Sarah had been every
thing to me since our mother died.
Twenty years between us - yet she
isn't DID, Haven't they a right to this
autumnal happiness?"
ut seems they have yet l can't
agree when I think of = mother,
Jenny broke out, hiding her face in
her hands with dry Sob 1--WE seem
to be = so superfluous, she went on
bitterly. II mean to insist that father
shall send me away
"He will never do it. Never in the
world" Peter said with confident &C.
cent.
She gave him a hard reproachful
look, so he added merrily. ''He surely
will not send you because ne IS
going to take you himself = with
Sarah to make home for you both.
You shall stay as long as you like
study or play at your pleasure -
This is your doing!" Jenny broke
in. He nodded roguishly, saying with
a sly smile, "Well you mustn't mind
owing things to Uncle Peter"
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