Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1922-11-09
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By LILLIAN P. LEONARD

"You must know that a sad, dreamy
eyed type requires tineSse and a re-
sort to romantic methods to win. You
don't know how to do it, that is all.
Now watch mel"
This speech had been preceded by
an ejaculation made by the younger of
the two men. sitting at an adjacent
desk in the pleasant office.
Partners in a business that seemed
to give them plenty of spare time for
dallying even in business hours, their
favorite Indoor sport" being mild fir
tations with those females who had
become wise as to the depth of their
intention and consequently rather
tame pastime, it was with strenuous
efforts they tried to capture the at
tention of any stranger or newcomer
to their floor.
Innocent, possibly in intent, but new
ertheleSs trivial and somewhat cheap,
so thought a recent arrival in the next
room-a sad, dreamy-eyed, well-pre-
served woman of mature years, who
had opened a millinery shop next door.
The younger nan had tried every
means to become acquainted, but be-
yond a cool smile, nod, or passing
greeting, he had made absolutely no
Roadway.
So the elder man took a hand in
this fippant pastime of capturing a
passing fancy, and he tried the ro-
mantle, mysterious way, that his SUI
perior CD wisdom mapped out.
A rosebud through her letter slot
greeted her in the morning; a blank
card, sometimes. A box of flowers de-
livered late in the afternoon, from a
mysterious source. He had the salts
faction of seeing his flowers in wa
ter in a place of honor; but he did not
know that the woman had heard that
that was a habitual custom Of his to
try to soften the heart Of the fair sex
with the touching presentation of a
flower, and she had no decisions as
from whence these sudden attentions
proceeded.
So it was an inwardly-amused Wom-
tl WIZ 6Cb llC ONS1 NINLS IN NSb'A
see, but no hint of her amusement
looked from her sad eyes as they cas-
ually met in the hall. Her bow and
greeting were, if anything, cooler.
Then one day a tall, blond man,
somewhat younger than the woman,
came along the hall. His step was
faltering and there was a strange,
CROPPING movement in his hands, yet
he went straight to the door marked
"Maison, Halter" where a cry of rap
ture greeted him. The door was
quickly closed and only a continuous
Joyous murmur could be heard.
The shop was closed for the remain
der of the day, and together they were
lost to sight.
Though silent, uncommunicative and
aloof in the time of trouble, hiding,
S~partan-like, her exquisite torture OF
uncertainty through a most grilling
ordeal; in the glow of this most GER
tain Joy the woman expanded and had
to give out of her happiness and re-
lief from a corroding anxiety.
So the news spread like wildfre
through the building, for human ma
ture, prone to gossip, is the same in
an office building as elsewhere.
eyes, my baby brother; we are all
that is left Of the family; was in
France she told a neighbor. clad
suffered a peculiar affection; wax
struck totally blind while in action
Nothing could be done to relieve him
He was examined by noted specialists
who diagnosed the case as paralysi,
of the optic nerve resulting froE
shock.
Sometime he might regain sight
but they held out 40 certainty OF
hope.
sob, yes, a remarkable cure
Through the treatment Of a note(
psychologist, DR.. - he had regalnet
his sight, misty at first, but daily
growing stronger"
On hearing this "the man mex
door, under his apparent lightnes'
being a 100 per cent American, flushed
a dark red from shame, but grew pale
q moment after as a sudden realiza
ton that he loved this woman as {
man loves only n woman in a life
time. that his careless pursuit had lee
him into deep waters Of emotion, anc
that his feeling now was akin to wor
ship for this brave soul who so pa
tiently had borne her sorrow in 81
lence for so long.
Late in the afternoon next da.
he called at the hatter's and pleaded
his suit. She laughed at first. Thu
sad, dreamy eyes were sad no longer
but dancing wells Of joy. But as sh'
saw the mans depth Of emotion sh'
grew serious.
II am sorry; but you see next mont
I am going to marry the psychologist
who restored my brothers sightV
a Humorous Specuiator.