The Leavenworth echo. [volume] (Leavenworth, Wash.) 1904-current, 1919-11-21
CHANGED HER MIND
BY ELEANOR C. KENYON.

"NhA. Marcia. cannot understand
your yawnng nj such delightful
story. one would think to look nj you
that you were heing led to the slaugh-
ter instead of reclining there so com
fortably and ndulging In your faNoritc
paStime," exclaimed Judith Arnold ia
her friend. Marcia Allen,
YES. judith, | must confess that
am bored. and the story that you con
slider 81 delightful has proven to me
Just the contrary"
why. dear cannot understand
YOU have been sach hookworm...
but Judith. Mar,'a interposed, 81
guess the story is inoe 'estlng enough
hut | have grown 81 Tired of reading
about beautiful heroines with skins of
alahaster wilderness aud soulful eyes,
likened Ia great poolS aud the wonder
ful heroes with figures of AdoniSeS,
heads of Apolos, and their beautiful
white hands. judith. | wish could
read descriptions as they really are.
Now, Marcia. just imagine reading
about little Miss Plainhody with
straight hair instead of the curly locks
and with an ordinary complexion in
stead of one compared to rose, and
an ordinary mouth instead OF the
beautifully arched lips, likened to a
Cupid's bow-and imagine hero with
big rough hands"
"Yes, think | would find 1t very
interesting. l would just love to read
of hero with big rough hands. then
| would be sure that | were reading
about real man-not drawing card
or tailors fashion plate
"But Judith, it was the big rough
hands and the brawny muscles that
have accomplished so much-where
would the country be If 1t depended
on the matinee idol or the drawing
room pest?' wrathfully spoke Marcia.
And you may he sure Judith" she
added, laughingly "if MIR. Right
should ever come along hope he Will
have big rough hands,"
well, dear, | wish you luck, but not
for me- | would much prefer the au-
thor's description" replied Judith
but, Marcia dear, | must not forget
my errand Aunt Louise has written,
inviting us up"
"You know Hugh has returned from
service-qulte Ill so auntie writes, and
has brought two friends with him, all
semi-invalids. One chap, Lieutenant
Frederick Parker, who Is all alone In
he world and Captain Howard Mason,
whose home Is In the West. So the
dear soul is just bubbling over with
delight at having Hugh home, and she
wants MS TO come and help her cheer
up the boys"
isn't that splendid of her" rejoined
Marcia. ''Of course I'll go. I am glad
of the opportunity to do something for
Mrs. Raynor-and besides, 1t will be
good chance TO demonstrate our
achievements In nursing. ! am glad,
Judith, that we attended the class.
Perhaps it Will come in handy"
A few days later found them In the
comfortable home of aunt Louise.
whose face was wreathed in smiles as
she greeted them most affectionately
while Hugh still quite weak from his
long confinement in a hospital, was
elated at their coming.
Mother insists that ] am Ill, but |
am feeling fine" he answered to the
solicitous questiOnings of Judith. II
am sure that under Marcia's and your
skillful hands, Judith, that the boys
will soon recover But you must meet
your patients" as he led the way to
the veranda where his two friends
were eagerly awaiting their arrival.
After the usual introductions were
over and the girls had refreshed them
selves after their journey, II seemed
as IL II were reunion of old friends,
as the boys told of their experiences.
During the delightful days that fol-
lowed while Marcia and Judith assist
ed in the care of the inyallds, Dan
Cupid" was having the time OF his
life.
Taking lesson from his many
plumbers in the mismRting Of couples,
he worked slowly and deliberately.
every arrow sent with direcinesS
which pierced and caused strange
fiuttering In the hearts Of his victims.
Nature, with the help Of careful
nursing, had worked wonderful
changes. The winter of i'll health had
been replaced by the springtime OF
love, and as the time grew nearer
when separations seemed inevitable
CAPTAIN Mason told Marcia many
things. He told her of his home in the
West and of the little mother awaiting
him there. He told her how dear she
had grown to him during the weeks
past and then he spoke of his going
home.
But as he gazed at the face upturn-
ed TO his as he spoke of their separa-
ton. he knew that his love was re-
turned.
Downright. 1919, Mcclure Newspaper Syn
dicate)