Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1917-08-17
misery with the sunny blue rays that
filtered always from Watrous' eyes.

: Molly never craved temperament
| She only wanted to be human ant
make other people comfortable, blu,
she had a thrill of the ultra tempera
mental upon the day when she took
the sketches Watrous had made to ar
art dealer. The artist on lower Fiftl,
avenue offered her so wonderful q
price for them that for the moment
she foated high up in bubbline
cloud of emotionalism. She plunged
quickly back to solid ground and
treated the art dealer to her radiant
smile.
81 want to see them framed first
she said shyly; perhaps then ! will
! consider disposing of them"
Back in her room that night Molly
pondered on her right to sell the
sketches before consulting Watrous.
She longed to slip big cheque under
his plate at lunch and watch his sur
prise. She also thought that If the
sketches were to be sold she should
give the manager of the restaurant
the first choice. She felt that, plebian
though he was, he would like the
sketches.
Acting on her own counsel Molly
left twelve with the art dealer and
brought back twelve tastefully framed
to the restaurant. The manager was
delighted. His round face beamed and
he gave Molly good sized cheque
for the possession of the drawings.
In the evening when the days work
was over Molly stayed at the restaur.
ant and helped hang the drawings. An
artistic, quaint atmosphere took hold
mysterious of all powers, reached out
and claimed the mind. The small res
taurant became horny while at lunch
con next day animated groups Of pa
irons stood gazing at themselves vivid
lily drawn in those characteristic poses.
They brought friends and friends
brought more friends. The cooking
improved. the managers smile broad
ened and the tiny restaurant became
a delightful meeting place for it's pa
irons.
Watrous, when he had discovered
the mountainous check fitting his
plate, cast a swift glance at the draw
ings on the walls and deep flush
rushed over his brow. He wanted to
hide under the minute serviette. He
rammed the check into his pocket and
tried to look unconcerned.
He went home that evening and his
eyes proclaimed the fact that he was
off dreaming again. When he went to
the place where he was wont to fiddle
he grouped his friends about him and
told them tale which dragged them
nd oil IN v.octo mr.
ant on the east side. When they en-
tered with bubble of laughter and
happy with expectation and the Joy OF
new scene, Molly and the manager
drew apart.
Molly had been saddened by the
manner in which Watrous had accept
ed his good fortune. She had been
trying vainly to fathom 1t with the un-
able assistance of the manager. She
flushed and would have made good
her escape when she saw Watrous
and his friends.
There was something definite in the
expression of his eyes that prompted
Molly to seek shelter. Apparently Wat
rous he'd housed secret no less won
derful than her own. Apparently, too,
he was intent on proclaiming 1t to
every one in the restaurant, for he
was making straightway through the
line OF tables towards Molly.
The manager blocked her escape at
one door while the friends OF Watrous
aided him by forming sort OF guard
so that Molly was trapped completely.
Watrous smiled and in his eyes Molly
read his purpose. Color famed into
her cheeks.
The crowd stood breathlessly wait
ing, thrilled and joyous. This was a
wonderful, fascinating wooing. The
manager radiated smile that quite
the room
Watrous caught Molly and encircled
her with his arms In spite OF himself
he trembled Breathless silence follow
ed. The crowd waited
Watrous looked down into Molly's
eyes. She cast swift glance around
blushed charmingly and snuggled her
head against his shoulder.
The silence was broken by cheers
Love had met love and all was we'll