The Oskaloosa herald. (Oskaloosa, Mahaska County, Iowa) 1885-1919, 1918-08-08
IT WAS DIFFERENT.
BY LOUISE OLIVER.

Her thoughts were busy. She was
thinking of the film she had Just seen
at the moving picture theater, of poor
rebellious little Maggie Tulliver. How
like Maggie she was herself, she
thought, impulsive, loving, misunder-
stood, and always in trouble through
no fault of her own.
Just now she wanted to do something
that seemed to find nothing but ridi-
Guile from the people at home. She
wanted TO have fresh-air camp for
could play and wade and frolic all sum-
mer.
But, Peggy, DEAR" her aunt had ex-
postulated, there is lovely big home
for little city children up on the hill"
swell, there are more children in
! town, aren't thereT'
"But that isn't it, dear. You don't
understand. 1t would take hundreds Of
dollars and many people to do the
work. There would be washing and
ironing and cooking and dish washing
and bed making. 1t wouldn't be all
play. And the lake is full of malaria
and they'd all be sick and maybe some
of them would die. Then what?"
| "Get some more" said Margaret, not
to be discouraged.
mo, dear, it isn't possible. You'll
have to get over this notion just as you
got over wanting to be an aviator and
I a missionary and all the other things.
You'll find your calling some day, I'm
sure, and in the meantime just try to
be cOntented with Uncle Ben and me
and be your own little sweet self"
| Margaret still thinking sympathetic
cally of Maggie, crossed the smooth,
moonlit lawns. "Im just as sure as 1
can be-" she declared, shat by finding
my calling some day, Aunt Emma
means that I'll get married. And that
is the one thing on earth I won't do. l
, consider 1t weak-minded, this marry
ing business, when there are so many
real things to do in the world"
The soft grass and shrubs concealed
her approach, and, as she went lightly
up the side steps of the porch, she
heard voices around front. Evidently
no one knew she had come, for the
talking went on. She tiptoed to the
dining room door, opened the screen
! and went in. even this hot place is
better than sitting out there and being
told that ought to get married. I'll
just have saucer of strawberries and
cream and then go to bed"
She went back to the icebox, got the
berries and switched off the light. Then
she stepped out into the inviting cool
ness of the garden.
+ Hello" said masculine voice from
J the swing.
"Hello," answered Margaret sur
prised. 81 thought Katrina had gone
out. Excuse met" And she prepared
| to depart.
Don't go!" said the voice. 81 don't
know who Katrina is, but she's not
here. There is just me-only II mean
to say l only am present"
'WhO are you? I have a habit OF
being particular about my friends.
Were you about to break in? Perhaps
you have the fiat silver about you
now
81 don't believe I can talk much, my
mouths watering so at the smell of
those Strawberries"
"Just wait minute and I'll get you
some"
| She was back in an instant, this time
! leaving on the kitchen light. She want
ed to see what her vis-a-vis looked like.
She was agreeably surprised to find
as he sprang forward to hold the door
that ne was tall, slender, young and
nicely and quietly dressed, and his face
satisfied her completely.
She settled herself in the swing and
/ he sat down beside her.
'Well?" she asked. "Am I to have
the story?"
"There's nothing to it-except that
Pm misunderstood"
| 'How Interestingly" exclaimed Mar
garet, biting berry. $50 am l."
'Tve always done pretty much as I
pleased, though" said the young man.
| THAT is, wanted to write instead of
going into business. but 1t hasn't more
than paid expenses. So now Uncle Dick
insists that come and live with him
and be his heir and marry some girl
he's picked out for me. Isn't it awful !!
I'd rather go to Alaska"
''Do you mean that Mr.. Dixon Pro-
there Is your uncler
EYES,"
"And he brought you here to see the
girl he wants you to marry"
"Yes." ......
sand you're hidlngT
| "Yes."
"Good for you. So am II I'm the
girlm
"Good heavens!"
She nodded.
| "But If you're the girl, it's-it's diff
ferent. You see, didn't know. IL
really, I'd love to have you marry me"
"If did, would You let me have a
fresh-air camp for children, and have a
flying machine, and be a missionary,
and everything?"
"Sure thing. And we'd 60 to Alaska,
and I'd write, and we'd have a perpet-
ual picnic"
"All right" said Margaret, happily
"I'll just do 1t. 1t never occurred to me
before that marriage might mean that