The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-02-02
CONVERTING CUPID
INTO MONEY-GETTER
uow Two Writers Of Love Songs
and Stories Worked Up
Heart Throbs.
By A. HOWARD.

Press.)
Grimesby had an idea TOT uu
,nera 40 he sent for Harry "i'on
and explained 1t to him. .~. NJ,
"Nou R,lIson," it being part y.
Gr,mesbys exquisite sense OF n
e. tanner with other peoples names'
az rent Won to write love song ior
the niece. one Of those nAun
melodies of yours with the sentimen
n,led ON in slabs. It's 10 run 81
tbrough the play, so you want 10 ~
vour very best work on It, LAie WIN
ant Won ia SO sad, love only ines
Won are the queen Of my heart. loo
dee. tee dee. tee dee,-you An0
what l mean" .s
Harry left the once in very 0eo
humor, and his mood did not improve
Tor many days. He had done some
vsrv moor stun, Of course. but notnins
N .bom,nable as you Arc the queen
- NV Heart. Tee Dee. Tee Dee.
Cr,mesby was q chump, with no
.nect for art, and how on eartn w.
he 10 write a great love poem Wnen
the woman in the next room nao q
coIl,ckv baby and the man across Ine
hs,, lived on garlic! He knew that
Crimesby was referring to his last
work. which had not been very sa.l'
factory He felt that his repota!'en
depended on this song, so after vainiy
irving to persuade the muse to come
and dwell with him in Harlem, ne
betook himself to lonely farmhouse
where he determined to compose
song that would live forever IN inc
hearts and pianolas Of the people.
Peace, perfect peace, he found al
the farmhouse. The old couple VINO
lived there were quiet people who ask
I'D no questions, and there we're no
MOSQUITOES The scenery. as well, was
perfect. soft, green meadows dotted
with Jersey cows. and beautiful WOODS
with running streams. Yet somehow
the great song would not come. and
Jersey COWS from week to week began
to get on Harry's nerves. After chew
ling up two new and very indigestible
pencils. he decided that he could not
write convincing love song until ne
could find someone to love.
He was about to explain to the
farmers wife that duty called him
. back to town, when she let slip the
remark that checked him.
There's lady coming over from
, the next farmhouse tomorrow to stay
with us a while. She's heard that the
scenery is better over here. We prom
Used you quiet, sir, and SO II there's
any objection on your part we'll sent
her word not to come"
mot at ALL" returned Harry. Joy
fully, and he determined that II tn
lnew girl were as homely as brow
bread he would fall In love with hei
Ugly or not she had to be the quee'
Of his heart, tee dee.
The next day he was saunterin
"A leisurely in for his midday mes
when he saw her. She came out
the shabby old farmhouse like pril
!. lcess, and walked straight toward
him. As he came he noticed that sh
was very young and very prett.
with large blue eyes and hair lik
spun gold. Poetry began to bus
through Harry's brain. and he almo'
emitted a whoop Of Joy.
In the garden they met, and q
though they were strangers the
clasped hands like the best Of friend
Neither spoke; they stood lookir
into each others eyes; the momel
was too deep for words. 1t was OF
lof those big scenes which come on
- once In a lifetime. Unfortunately Il
dinner bell broke In upon their ra
ture
you are loves messenger breat
ed Harry tensely, wondering all t
while II there were fried chicken
dinner Loves messenger sent
me in the wilderness"
Her answer was perfect. 81 6
10 lsobel," she told him, raising b
. wonderful. dreamy eyes to his IA
81 came to find rest and quiet he
IL dared not hope to find love also
When he pondered on her ansW
that night, and on the whole meeti
N" as well, Harry decided that there "
only one reasonable explanation.
girl had fallen In love with him
first sight. And considering that Fl
~ had a profile like Dante. that v
not so very reasonable. either.
She was such child. howey
such dreamy. sentimental CHI
that It was evident that love at 4
sight was her trouble, and Ha
thanked the fortune that had sent
to him. All day he wandered thro'
the woods and fields with her, m
Ing love as he had never made II
any other woman. and at night
pounded out the best love song
he had ever written.
Not until the song was finished
Harry allow himself to realize "
he had done. The artist In him
- drowned the man. but now that
80 great work was finished he admit
with shame that he had been n
objectionable cad. For Isobel had
turned his love, In fact. II there
be any fault in what Ia faultless.
lay In too great responsiveness.
had frankly and Immediately ov
her undying affection for him;
would talk OF nothing else but
and when he spoke Of other tn
her beautiful, adoring gaze bro
him back to that absorbing topic.
Harry knew that he must get
to New York. Grimesby and the
lem goats were calling, yet how {
= he tell the adorable child that
~ great romance had been only a
mer Irritation. or still worse. ths