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Show i AUIL. OLA tier Dream Some people say that I am too much ft a dream girl because I love stories, Wpecially fulry stories, and when things turn out Hither disappointing and "unsforylike" I Hk. o tlx them over so that (n. rytliinjr nils up lit-ati-tlfully find tho sad people "live happily ever after." Tills story really did turn out that way. and it seems to me that tin- real story Is just as nice as the dream story of mine. In cur ehureh there wns a woman of About twenty-seven years of use who was the leader of our young people's choir. Although she was twenty-seven phe seemed quite young to us, and we called her Miss Winifred. I think lihe is just iib.nit the nicest person In the world and I used to wonder why every man In our town wasn't just crazy about her and why they didn't all break their hearts nnd be bachelors forever because she wouldn't marry them. One day I found out about It. (I Bean I found out why she never married mar-ried them, not why they weren't nil bachelors.) It was because, years ago, when she was eighteen years old, abe loved a young doctor whom she had known all through her hlghschool cenr?e. Teople say that they were engaged en-gaged and that he finally broke the engagement, after she had grown to love him and had made so many happy plans for the future with him. Of course she thought then that he was the nicest man in the world, but he wasn't, and when she found out that he had never loved her but had been ialee all those years It seemed as though she must have bnllt a tight wall around her heart to keep It safe. I fuess she thought all men were Just about alike and that they would treat a girl's heart as a mere plaything to ha cast aside when they had tired ,ef It And so for years she had devoted all Jaer time in unselfishly doing good for Others and consequently in making jateryone love her more than ever. ' Now this was the time my dreams !c&me In. Sometimes when the sermons (teemed pretty long and It 6eemed to Joe rather uninteresting. I used to play hat she was a beautiful princess, fcuch as one often reads about, whom wicked ogre had confined In a tower 'to high and so strong that no one 'could find an entrance, though all who came near could hear a beautiful sll-Very sll-Very vole floating down to them. And everyone who chanced to hear this mel-'pdy mel-'pdy fell Immediately and violently In iove with her and was seized with !&e desire to rescue her and win the fceart of the maiden who sang thus jfweetly. j Then I would always find one prince imt of all the world who because of his brave, pure life could overcome and conquer all 6orts of difficulties, fight ,111s way to her tower, obtain the key of jome secret door, and so 'live happily jeyer after." i Finally one day, when I had about exhausted this subject and was look-ling look-ling around for somebody else who Jwould be Interesting to make a story lent of, the preacher introduced a bishop who was to speak at special meetings during the following week. ;He was a very Interesting bishop Indeed, In-deed, so interesting that I forgot to think up another story. ' That Sunday I thought Miss Winifred Wini-fred looked lovelier and sang more beautifully than ever before. Everj-one Everj-one likes to hear Miss Winifred sing because she seems to put her whole self Into her songs . and every word means such a lot more when sung by her than by anyone else. I guess the 'bishop agreed with me, because that week was not the last time we saw him. He kept coming again every once iln a while. One day he left, our town for the 3ast time, but he did not leave alone. TTou se he had discovered the secret toy. But there Is Just one little sad thing about this really truly dream story of mine, and that Is me. We have a new choir leader now. After all I cannot be so awfully sad, be-ause be-ause I have bad a letter from Miss Winifred saying that I must come and visit her 6oon and that although her home is cot a palace of gold, silver, precious stones or even marble or mahogany, ma-hogany, yet she thinks it is a nice one, and she says the bishop Is the dearest man that ever lived and that she Is the happiest person that ever lived. Somehow I have a feeling wWch Is not at nil like a dream or a fairy story, but Is a very certain feeling that they will llve ' happily ever after." Chicago Tribune. |