The Red Cloud chief., 1888-07-20

When the keel grated IN the sand. Barbara.
with eyes like stars, ran excitedly down TO
the shores edge. and in . most undignified
fashion. caught the coat-tails Of one Of the
now landed gentlemen with the cry Of 20,
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barbara. Barbara, God bless you!
Where did you spring from"
From that rOck.r which information
somewhat startled him as he looked at the
huge bowlder. 1t least twenty feet high
20. not from the thxmnit. Thcott!" with
a burst Of laughter. Doth jutht gone up
to the hotel-oh. Thcott. let me whithper
thomething to you!" and SCOTS ears were
made happy by Just five little words thai
rushed up into his brain like some strange,
Intoxicating melody: 'Dotth dying for you,
Thcott.'
.How do you know. CHECKER hugging
herclose in his gladness.
Cant I M~s But you muthn't let her
know you're here-not all at wunth-Dotth
very weak
lis she. indeed. I'm very sorry. I'll ask
my wife to come with me when you have
told her-she'll like Dot:' and he looked
down into two big brown wells, whose
| ltQUlQ tIc6SurCS WcEt OScS NU"lU& 1uQ Tuu-
ming TO waste all over the little linen frOck
n oh! such a look. Ear down under their
brimming surfaces-a look OF outraged con-
fidence and indignant sorrow-a look that
made Scott gather her up into his strong
arms and kiss the tears away. with . meek
petition for forgiveness-that he was only
fbbing-and sunshine chased shadows from
our little heroine's eyes.
TAa- ~k~ ch:lA hor,~ ,yo>~;~- 81 - ~hn-
together-for Barbara felt. young as she
was. that Dot would never voluntarily sec
Scott again.
Tha. afternoon. when ali 1.-THE world, ut
the hotel was taking its siesta Dot and
Barbara lay talking: the latter rafting
ahead and keeping wonderfully away from
the subject At heart. the former replying at
intervals and not hearing the twaddle 1t all.
Suddenly Bsbars sprang up from Dots side,
seized her pen and paper, and scratch,
scratch. scratch filed the room for fully
ten minutes.
20, Dot get up, pleathe; Ican't copy thith
at all-won't you iuth write the name Of
thith thong for mel"
Poor Dot wrote neatly q prettily in her
fine Italian hand. these words in the center
Of . cresm-tinted sheet Of note paper:
Come to me. darling. or I dier"
Nv hal Q sentimental song" said Dot, the
obedient.
.Yeth it ith.' and Barbara grabbed the
paper and lay down by Dot until she was
sure her sister was lost in slumber: then
the small opossum was up and % like .
fash to Scott.
And hei He ook the written words a. Q
condemned mar might take . message
straight from Heaven-he kissed Barbara
and the letter by turns. and the tears of Joy
he could not restrain fell upon the note
/ paper and the yellow bangs indiscrimi-
nately.
Doth taking her 'the-ethtar.' ath pepa
calith it. Now you wait till juth before
thupper. and I'll thee that Dot it'll all ready
to rethieve you-and you promish never to
60 o1 again Or THAN the door,"
That evening the sunset was glorious
like jewels from the Orient heaped in .
golden platter the little cloudlets blushed
and famed. yellow and crimson and ruby
red.
Dot. dressed like the wrath cfsome fash
ionable Cndine, came out upon the balcony
To enjoy it sll-that Is. TO enjoy it Is well a
she could without her lost Hildebrandt- She
looked until her eyes could no longer bear
The splendor, then turned her glance back
ward.
Suddenly she deserted Q figure that seemed
strangely, sweetly familiar, despite the blu
the sun had made before her eyes. The Ag-
ure zane nearer. the mists cleared from be-
fore her longing eyes. and Dot could not
tell for one Intoxicating instant whether Or
not she was in heaven when she saw Scott,
radiant faced. smiling up into her very eyes!
He stood At last beneath her balcony.
Groups Of people were standing by, and for
this reason alone he did not follow the ire
sistsble impulse that made him wish to sho1t
aloud his great love for her. and his excessive
joy 1t seeing her again When she could no
longer gaze like . veritable Juliet. silently
down into his very eyes, and read the unut-
terable tenderness that filed their glorious
depths, when her Romeo vanished from her
sight and disappeared within the door BE-
meath her balcony. she dragged herself
heavily back into her room and fell into .
white heap p the door.
But when consciousness came Rlimmering
back she lay limp and passive in SCOTS
strong arms. heard Baroars's triumphant
cry: Oh. Dot! oh. Thcott, arn't you happy
nowr e. and saw paps standing over him with
his handkerchief s~uspiciOusly near his eyes.
although he kept blowing his nose with
great zeal
And my note never reached you, my
poor broken lily"
NO, Scott. never"
And for the tirst time in her life Barbasa
had An inkling of the mischief she had n
Willingly done: but she was very quiet
about it, and only '-confe,,hed' after rany
months.
And the roses rushed back pell-mell. the
sea grew greener and ~lovelier. the aand was
shining gold and the clouds were ~roly-poly
cupids chasing each other scrOss the wide
fields of azure, and Scott was her own for
evermOre.-ErG Best. in D.troif Frx Pres.
4 Chronometer With . History.
Across the corridor from the rOome
Offices Of Secretary Whitney is the COM
pass-testing room of the Navy Depart
ment. strolled in there and saw two
very interesting curios. One was a
quaint, high-backcd chair which had
been used for years by Gideon Welles.
who was the Secretary of the Navy in
Il inooln.s vror Gah;u,% 800 - - ~