Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1878-05-09
WHOLE NO. 1920.

sented bee TO Felix Smart, who's
blue eyes filled with tears az b.
pressed the small hand so cordiall,
Offered. She could hear Leu talkinl
animatediy from The other ond d
the room 10 the onkaown guest.
As Bob led her tbither che hehtl,
the familiar form and clear cut pro
| file of Professor Stratbton. She hast
lily dropped Bob's arm, extended
her hand TO him and exclaimed:
90 Professor Ssra'h ton. why die
you p But the expression npor
the calm indifferent face caused thu
words to remain unfinished. i NEAR
yes ! think we have met before.
she stammered, vainly trying to re.
gain hor cqnanimi,y e
Did you meet at the station aite,
alp asked Bob, coming to the res
cue. Il meant to have little surprise.
But Dot was too much crestfallen
to reply. and walked silently out to
tea and flirted feebly with Felix
Smart She shed few tears OF an.
ger that night as she folded up her
dainty lace ruchings and bright rib
bons. while Lou critically examined
her round face in the glass, mentally
wondering what impression she had
made upon the much dreaded profes.
sor, who, she came to the conclusion,
was not so scientific after all.
The days passed rapidly away, and
the two weeks had dwindled into
one. Dot had quite recovered from
the effects Of her dreary journey to
Bloomdale. The great snow storm
had made solid foundation over
which the sleighs slipped lightly.
Louis trim little cutter and small gray
pony stood before the door, for she
had always promised Dot ride in
order to exhibit the dexterity with
which she handled the reins, Lou in
her long, black cloak, trimmed elabo-
rately with fur. and a jaanty hat to
match, looked like quite an imposing
parsonage.
i hope yon are not afraid, dear,
she said with an air Of supremacy as
they rode rapidly over the smooth
surface.
Don't you think we are going
rather fast?' asked Dot timidly, as
the snow flew in round balls in her
face.
There go Bob and the professor
cried Lou excitedly. Now for a racep
he exclaimed, plying the dainty whip
upon the gray pony's back.
ooh, please DON'T pleaded Dot !;
the horse might run away A merry
laugh from her companion was the
only answer she received as thew rap
idly gained upon the unconscious
Bob. w
Dot held firmly to the side of the
cutter with one hand, while with the
other she grasped her hat, which
threatened every moment to be left
behind. An excitable terrier, reused
from its slumber by the merry noise.
joined in the race, swapping and bark.
ing at the pony's heels. The horse
increased its speed and dashed madly
on past the sleigh which contained
Bob. A look OF horror came over
their faces when they saw Lou was
losing control over the frightened
animal.
Jump out Dot she cried, as they
flew along, cor we shall both be
dashed to pieces ? But too late. The
small, neat cutter was suddenly
hurled against heavy farmers wag.
on, which stood in their course. Lou
found her way out of huge snow
drift, and rubbed her arms, to be GER
tain that neither was broken. She
looked about her for Dot, who was
lying, pale aud motionlsss, upon the
flat, hard road.
Dot! oh Dotp she cried, falling
upon her knees beside the inanimate
form, and rubbing the small, limp
hands.
1t was the professor who picked
up the little form and carried it ten
derby to the sleigh IN which they had
followed, holding it closely to his
throbbing heart. Lou volunteered to
walk while Bob drove the rest of the
party home. There were no homes
broken, only severely sprained an
kle, which ended the holiday gayety
for Dot, who lay with pale, patient
little face through the long, weary
hours.
The week drew TO close. Bob
and Professor Strathton prepared to
take their departure-the one to his
city law office and the other to the
dark, dismal walls of the seminary.
The family had gone to the opera as
Dot had insisted, and she was left
quite alone. The gas burned low in
the comfortable sittingroom. She lay
upon the lounge before the bright fire,
looking very interesting in her pale
blue wrapper. She listened to the
ticking ofthe old-fashioned clock, as
its hands slowly traced the well-worn
face, and watched the red Goals glow
upon the hearth, as the room door
was softly opened, and Dot saw by
the dim light the tall figure of the pro-
lessor enter the room.
Il have come to say good bye for
the present. be said, seating bimself
by her side, what shall / tell them
at home p
oh, nothing to Brighten them,
please; and that Professor Strathton
was the best of nurses she answered
with a little laugh.
will You miss your good nurse
then?' he asked, taking the small
white hand which lay upon the bright
afghan which covered her. DOT
Dotp he continued without waiting
for her reply. DO you know that
you were the only one who ever sue
ceeded in teaching me the verb to
love? learned it in the bus one
morning, on my way to the seminary
The scene was again pictured viz.
idly in her mind, causing a crimson
blush to mount to her forehead.
why don't you hate me?' she
asked = didn't you think me very
wicked that morning2'
i will think you very wicked if
you still persist in hating me. az /