The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1916-11-17


MOLLY amt never going to get mar
ried. 80 she says" cackled Miss Susan
Libby.
"Humph! II was a girl wouldn' I
be putting on any airs about being a
man hater. not when there was such
a fine young man as Joe. Good even
Ing. Molly. We were just wondering
when you were going to settle down
and get married." said Mrs. Bunce as
Molly paused before them.
Molly wrinkled her pretty nose.
You know | am going to become a
dear, delightful little spinster like Su-
san Libby" she protested. dropping a
light kiss on the offended Susan's ear
| Dear. delightful little sauce box"
snapped Susan as Molly darted away.
Joe Morton came along. humming
J tune under his breath. He smiled in
his large. friendly way upon the two
| good gossips
Mrs. Bunce put out freckled hand.
Joe" she said. with heavy humor,
Susan and l are wondering when
you're going to get married and settle
down In that new house you built last
spring."
$50 am l." was Joe's noncommittal
reply. and his dazzling smile took the
sting from his answer. He moved
away. still smiling and his eyes dream
lily fixed on Molly Ditson's white clad
form in the distance.
THAT'S right: follow the butterfyw
muttered Mrs. Bunce darkly.
While the older people discussed
neighborhood affairs youth was max
ing merry In the rambling old place.
In the kitchen some were bobbing for
apples. while others tested fate with
melted lead or roasting chestnuts.
Joe Morton followed the lead Of his
friends and entered into all the games
with an amusing gravity. When his
dark head emerged dripping with water
from tub. there was a great red apple
held in his strong white teeth.
Joe always gets what he goes aft
err" said Oliver Bunce approvingly.
Joe Morton heard the words. frown-
ed for an instant. then. shaking the
drops from his head. smiled grimly.
IF that is the case" he muttered.
II might as well go and get what l
want now. This Halloween tomfool-
cry isn't necessary"
He picked up towel from the snowy
pile Hannah Mix had provided. dried
his hair and face and went out Of the
kitchen into the back porch.
He had noticed that Molly went out
that way.
In the midst OF the revelry Molly |
suddenly remembered the milk she
had promised the gypsy.
II shall be SO sleepy in the morning |
l can never get up in time" she |
thought. Suppose ! slip out to the |
milk house now and take it to the path. |
/ can be back In time for the mirror |
tricks. It's only quarter to IL now"
So Molly disappeared from the kitch-
en- and tripped down the winding path
that led through the kitchen garden
to the milk house. The moon was shin
ing brightly. and the pumpkins were
glistening with frost. The little stream
its way among the stones.
The moon shone directly through the
window Of the little stone
foOred room. and the glistening pals
and pans gave back subdued re6ec-
lions.
Molly reached for pail and dislodg-
ed great new milk pan. 1t fell into
her outstretched hands. and its shining
surface reflected her charming face.
At that very moment church clock
in the village struck the hour Of mid
night. the magic hour Of the entire
year for all believers in charms. And
who IL young that does not believe?
And I'm that witching instant a
shadow stole across the milk pan mir.
ror. and Molly noted with freezing
blood that another face was reflected
beside her own. A wym breath min.
gled with hers; there Vas the not I'm.
pleasant fragrance Of tobacco: a pair
Of strong arms encircled her shoulders
and two hands clasped hers SO that
the pan fell Gathering to the ground.
Molly stared down at the hands.
They were strong and brown and well
shaped. and OH the little finger Of one
hand cleaned a small gold ring on
which was a tiny left hand-extended
as II to clasp another.
And the other ring and tiny hand
was OH Molly's engagement finger.
What about the gypsy's prophecy and
the gypsy's charm?
"Oh-h.h!" breathed Molly suddenly.
molly. darling" murmured Joe Nor
tons voice.
"Joe! she cried family. and II is
significant that she did not withdraw
from his embrace. Where did you
get-thatY''
She touched the little ring on his
hand.
Then he saw the one on her finger
and marveled.
THE gypsy woman gave 1t to me-"
be admitted. II gave her little sill
yer for the kid. 1t looked 80 sick. and
my future wife would
wear the mate to it-and is-she Mol
ly"
II am sure she is. Joer'