Willmar tribune., 1921-06-29
The I TRUE IIliU SEER EEL!
BY MILDRED WHITE.

(@, 1921. Western Newspaper Union.)

n (Gs 1921. Western Newspaper Union.)
! Bob Ansley stood looking across the
big lighted room to the small dark
haired girl who was surrounded by
various men, .in attendance on Vera
Wells party. Nita was always sur
rounded. ss--..>.+..| =. s@@-.. .-,.-
+ Nita was leaving in the morning
and she must not 60 away without
hearing. His love for her seemed al
manly dear, so understanding. Nita
had no home, Bob had learned.
When the years at, boarding school
could be no more, she lived with one
relative or another of her fathers, in
apartments here or there. Nita's ia
ther had loved, and married her girl
mother in far away Spain, and though
Nita was born and raised an Ameri-
can, the Spanish enchantment of her
departed mother still lay in the girls
duSky eyes and voice. At length she
left the piano and came toward Bob
with her slow smile of greeting.
'You know why wished to be alone
| with you, Nita," he said. Because to-
! night must ask my question. You
realize. do you not, what that question
will beg"
The girls dark eyes caressed him.
'Perhaps." she replied. But first,
Bob dear, may I tell you a story?"
/ If the story is not too long," he
agreed.
"Once upon a time," began Nita,
"there was girl so lovely, so cap
tivating, that men knowing even her
falseness, failed to resist her charm
and like the siren song-her charm
led only to sorrow. For this girl had
no will to love, no heart for ought but
money. And one day came an honest
lad with his trusting ideal of wom-
ans sincerity. And the lad was kept
very busy with his way still to make
in the world. But when he had known
the fair Helene but little while he
pictured her in that home he would
build, and his work and plans were
thereafter but for her sake. Laugh
ing in her soft way she allowed him
to dream. And he growing ever more
earnest, believed, while she was
amused by his emotion, that was all.
A bazaar for charity was given one
summer evening on the lawn of the
old Wells mansion" Nita paused.
'This very lawn of Vera Wells home.
And the good young man and his
charmer attended. The gypsy fortune
telling tent was an attraction. Idly
the two entered, and the fortune-teller,
seated half yelled before her crystal
ball, read the fail" Helenes palm.
, "'Your lover" the crystal gazer
said, whom you would marry one
month from this time, sits writing to
you tonight. And he tells you that
. the possibility of your marriage hangs
on a woman's word. Not the word of
his mother, for his family have no
knowledge Of his attachment. All has
been kept secret as you desired: He
processes his love for you anew, and
is confident Of your own
4 "When the crystal gazer ended her
message, Helene's eyes were wide
| with wonder, for she was positive
that no human being either here in
!
strange city where she had met her
! lover, could have learned Of the Sc
cret affair, which was to be the cul-
mination Of her ambition; for Doug
las Moore upon whom she had set
her selfish heart, was as rich as even
; she could desire.
"And the honest young man, who
i hn fn 4o1e oIo
all trembling toward the fortune
teller.
| ""That is not true, not silly word
Of it, he accused.
| "The crystal gazer sighed.
/ >"'Write,' she advised him, to Mr.:
| Douglas Moore she scribbled an ad.
dress. ASK him.
"And after the two left the tent
Helene came again presently, white
and indignant.
~ do not know she said to the
reader Of palms, who you are, or BY
what means you obtain your infor
nation. But tell me this, upon wha
-woman's word do you pretend tha
my fate hangs?
''The fortune teller laid aside he1
veil, and I think that her face mus
have looked weary.
II Upon the word Of woman tt
whom your lover Is betrothed,' sh.
said, for your Douglas Moore is tot
honorable to free himself agains
this woman's wish
II Sand then, across the shadowy gras!
she sped to bench, where a broker
81 youth sat. The fortune teller's hear
went out in pity. And she touche.
his head" .s~:r rs.
-tE There was hint of tears in, Nita'
voice, Bob Ansley abruptly took u
the tale
,"She touched his head" he Went on
"and called him Boy DEAR and toll
him that true love would come SOM
day, and that in comparison tli:
fancy would seem as nothing at all
And the girls story was true. W
learned one month later of the mar
riage OF Helene to- her wealthy I'D
I'LL mirer but the bOv. who had lenrne,