Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1921-04-20
Hi. Typewriter
By.FREDElstCle CLARKE :;
Is, 1921. western Newspaper Union.D

''Then you do love. me-" he whis-
pered, as he held her in his arms and
tried to reach. her lips with his
Rosy made no audible reply, but
gave little sigh of satisfaction and
cuddled closer in the encircling arms.
you'll never let anything come be-
tween us?" he pleaded, this time sue
ceeding in turning the pretty face to
his, and preventing any reply by COW
ering the little mouth. At last, how
ever, Hugh managed to gain from the
bashful young girl her confession of
love, and then the two began planning
for an early marriage. This was Tues
day night.
Wednesday morning a cloud arose
on the horizon Of their love. Rosy
was singing at her work around the
house, when Kathryn Steward ran up
the steps. Kathryn had been married
three months, and Rosy was extremely
anxious to conf1de her engagement to
her friend, SO she ran to open the
door. Before their greetings were
way for her confession.
"Hugh was here last night" she
smiled.
"Hugh who?" Kathryn asked, al.
though she knew as we'll as Rosy.
"Hugh Howard"
"Well, what of it," Kathryn asked,
going over to the mantel and arrang-
ing her hair before the glass.
"Why, I-well-he was here" Rosy
faltered.
kathryn turned. "You don't mean
to say that you are interested in him ?"
she said. There was real concern in
her voice.
"WRat makes you say that?" Rosy
cried, her eyes filled with tears.
Kathryn forgot her hair, and took
her friend in her arms. "I'u tell you,"
she said, softly.
erich knows Hugh very we'll in
deed, and he told me the other night
that he was crazy about a typewriter.
Those were his very Words
Poor little Rosy began to cry. Per-
haps, if left to herself, she might have
sent for Hugh and asked for an ex-
PLANTATION, but under Kathryn's per-
suasive direction she wrote him the
following note:
II am going to ask you to forget
what happened last night, to treat it
as though it never occurred. Do not
try to see me, for 1 never want to
meet you again.
ROSE PARSONS"
"And now you are coming to our
summer cottage with me-" Kathryn
said decidedly, and before Rosy recov-
cred her breath, Kathryn had ex-
plained~to Mrs. Parsons, packed
Rosy's suitcase, and borne her away.
AS the cruel letter slipped from her
fingers into the mail box Rosy gave a
little sob, and might have written an
other to recall it, if she had not ac-
cidentally come across Hugh on the
way to the depot. He did not see her
as he was walking beside a remark
ably pretty girl, and the two were
laughing and talking in an animated
manner, although there was nothing
lovelike in their attitude. Still, to
Rosy, this was proof positive of his
perfdy.
Just as Hugh was thinking with
joyful anticipation of the evening, he
received Rpsy's letter, and could
scarcely believe his eyes as he read
the few words her epistle contained.
"Well, of all things!". he said at
last, drawing a deep BREATH,
He went to Richard Steward and
asked him if he knew anything about
the matter.
II haven't the remotest idea," that
young gentleman returned, and then
added:
Come up with me Saturday, and
ask Rosy for yourself. Well say moth.
ing to the girls about your coming,
and take them by surprise"