The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1920-07-16


"Ies. 8 suppose ( will. At least I
hope to. Maize Dixon always was my
Ideal. Shes the most wonderful girl I
ever meta pronounced blonde with
blue eyes--and she certainly would
mike me happy. ] have always been
insane over her. hut Of course when
left home ! was obliged to give her up.
Now II VIII be different"
| He gave vent to another sigh.
which was echoed by Minnie. no doubt
ont OF sympathy for him. although
there appeared to be little occasion for
sympathy.
In the morning Leonard severed his
connection with the auto sales COM
pany The manager was not ut all
pleased. because Leonard had been
valuable man; but he was told that
place would he open for him any time
he might care to return.
Then Leonard went to his fathers
Office. where an affectionate greeting
took place, and that night Leonard
was formally welcomed back into the
old home with dinner party. at which
young ladies and young gentlemen Of
"his class" were guests.
Among the guests was Maize. and
her greeting was ELUSIVE.
1--WE missed you a lot" she said.
1T would seem that you might have
dropped me line now and then"
81 was in no position to consider you
pc frta ln
was just poor working man. 1t
would not have been the right thing.
exactly"
Perhaps you are right" she agreed.
"But now we are back on the same
level once more. and shall expect you
to make up for lost time and take me
to all the best parties and dances and
theaters."
While this conversation was taking
place Minnie sat alone In her room
pounding dilapidated typewriter, try
ing to grind out material for her page.
Leonard did not know that she had
laid aside this work on more than one
occasion in order to receive him and
that 1t made the performance Of her
duties the next day doubly hard.
On this particular night the rlckety
machine would not run smoothly.
Sheet after sheet of paper was torn up
and finally Minnie admitted defeat.
covered the typewriter, turned out the
lights and moved her chair to the win
dow. where she spent a silent hour,
meditating.
1t was only sample Of her pro-
gram on several succeeding nights. A
month after Leonard's exit from her
life she sat thus Mt the window, la
menting the eight of inspiration. when
q knock on the door intruded on her
thoughts.
She exclaimed, YEARLY, Come in"
thinking perhaps 1t was the bother
some Miss Jenkins on borrowing
quest for the current magazines, or
Mrs. Shear seeking Il cupful Of sugar,
or Miss Haverhill with the latest gos-
sip.
Instead man stood ut the opening
when the door was thrown back. AS
the light was out she could not see
who 1t was, but she could discern that
he carried two suitcases. She pressed
the electric switch and the light shone
on the face Of Leonard Moore.
"Back?" she exclaimed. did your
father change his mind?'
"No," he said grimly. setting the
suitcases in the hall and entering the
room. "No. he didn't change his mind
but did. Minnie, my three years OF
work have spoiled me for life OF
leisure. Dad and | are on friendly
terms all right. but I'm going to take
my job back"
she motioned him to chair, but he
remained standing.
"How about your ideal?" she in
CURED. "Why aren't you with her to-
night?"
lie walked up close TO her, his face
carrying an expression she had never
seen before.
Minnie" he said. and there was a
peculiar softness in his voice, "Mazie
Dixon isn't my ideal; she belongs to
the Leonard Moore who used to be and
who didn't know any better. You ask
me why I am not with my ideal to-
night and answer that am with her.
I've been living three years under the
same roof with her and I have just
found it out"