Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1916-10-24

self to be led into the center Of thu
room.
Gene" said Fairy, and he came Il
her quickly, holding out a slender rol
of paper. It's our license" salt
I FAIRY. I'VE think we'd like to b,
married now, father, If you will"
Il He looked at her questioningly. bu
Understandings. The girls clustered
about them with eager outcries, hal
protest, half encouragement.
IT'S my day, you know" criet
Fairy, land this is my way
She held out her hand and Gene
took it very tenderly in his. Mr.. Starr
4 looked at them gravely for a moment
and then in the gentle voice that the
parsonage girls insisted vas his mos
valuable ministerial asset, he gave his
second girl in marriage.
1t surely was Fairy's way, plain anG
sweet, without formality And the
dinner that followed was Just happy
family dinner Fairy's face was sc
glowing with content and Genes atti
| luuS was ~ tCAuC1S dA0 oO luulCAOuc
ly proud, that the twins at last were
convinced that this was right, and all
was well.
But that evening, when Genes par
ents had gone away, and after Fairy
and Gene themselves had taken the
carriage to the station for their little
vacation together. and Jerry and Pru-
dence were putting little Fairy to bed,
the three girls left in the home sat
drearily in their bedroom and talked
it over.
We're thinning out" said Connie.
who next?"
We'll stick around as long as We
like, Miss Connie, you needn't try to
shuttle us off" said Lark Indignantly.
Prudence and Fairy-it was pretty
cute of Fairy, wasn't it,"
Lets go to bed" said Carol rising.
II suppose We'll, feel better in the
morning A good sleep is almost as
filling as big meal after blow like
this. Well, that's the end of Fairy.
We have to make the best of us. Come
on, Larkie. You've still got us to
boss you, Con, so you needn't feel too
forlorn My, but the house is still! In
SOlue ways 1 lLIAh ILLS idluliy 10 pOSI-
lively sickening. Good night, Connie.
And. after this, when you want to eat
candy in bed. please use your own.
l got chocolate all over my foot last
night Good night, Connie. Well, it's
the end Of Fairy. The family is go
ing to pieces, sure enough"
CHAPTER XII.
Sowing Seeds.
Have you seen Mrs. Harbert late
ly. Carol?"
Yes, she's better, father. was
there few minutes yesterday"
Yesterday? You were there Tues
day weren't you?"
Carol looked uncomfortable. why,
yes. | was, just for a second"
"She tells me you've been running
in nearly every day. since she took
sick
Carol bent sharply inquiring eyes
upon her father. What else did she
tell your
She said you were an angel"
"Y-yes-she seems somehow to
think l dc it for kindness"
And don't your"
why, no, father, of course don't
and it's such fun to pop in on sick
folks and show them how disgusting
ly strong and well l am
Where did you get the money for
that basket of fruit?"
II borrowed it from Aunt Grace"
Carols face was crimson with NOR
LITIGATION. But it'll be sweet time
before Mrs. Harbert gets anything
else from me. She promised she
wouldn't tell"
did any of the others know about
the fruit?"
ALPHABETICALLY"
But she thinks it was from the
whole family. She thanked me for it,
IL made her think that" Carol
explained. Il want her to think we're
the incest parsonage bunch they've
ever had in Mount Mark Besides, it
really was from the family. Aunt
Grace loaned me the money and I'll
have to borrow it from you to pay
her And Lark did my busting so l
could 20 on the errand. though she
did not know what it was. And Ter
accidentally took one of Comics
ribbons to tie it with. Isn't that
family gift?'
"Mr. Scott tells me you are the
prime mover in the Junior League
now" he continued
We'll. goodness knows our Junior
League needs a mover of some sort
And Mr.. Davis says you are
whole Mercy and Help department
all by yourself"
What can't understand" said
Carol mournfully, lis why folks don't
keep their mouths shut know that
sounds very inelegant. but it ex-
presses my idea perfectly. Can't l
have good time in my own way
without the whole church pedaling me
from door to door,"
The twinkle in her fathers eyes
deepened. What do you call it, Car
oil, sowing seeds of >kindness'?'
: Il should say not" came the en-
pbatic retort. Il call it sowing seeds