The Daily times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1886-1889, 1888-01-07
D0R0THY'S LOVER.

thlng.
YES said Dorothy, unfurling a gaudy
yellow fan, on which pink and blue chrysar-
themums bloomcd with startling exuberance.
Isn't it prettyf
pretty Therese echoed In disgust, Its
vilel'
''Oh, WELL Dot replied, the thing 10 over
done, Of course; but you can't help seeing,
Tres, that this Isl fine color. Indeed, think
it is really wonderful how they get such fine
colors on these cheap things. 1t is all laid on
with a brush, YOU know. Tom, what are
you doingN
Marking it for you" her brother replied,
welding his pen deliberately; you wouldn't
want TO lose such a treasure. There yon are.
Dot, Dorothy Calhoun, LyDdham-on'rhe
AK Looks very well, doesn't itp
III wish you hadn't done that, Tom, Dor
othy said in vexation.
"Why, You are not ashamed of it, hope"
Tom cried.
II hate &c have my name plastered all over
things that are of no value. II looks so mean
and snobbish."
Never mind, ~ said Therese, soothingly, IA
hundred years from now that name VIII
greatly enhance the value of the fan 1t
may bring a prlce at a sale"
Give me my fam" she cried, making OF
with it. you are not going to make fun OF
it."
BE sure and take it with you down to the
Shore" Therese called after her. 1t may
serve a hundred ends, out sailing, you know
or on the beach"
"Cr to use as a warning signal IN case Of
Illness" Tom interposed.
~ certainly shall take it," Dorothy re
torted 1t will match my batiste gown beau
tfully."
Perhaps it was perversity, but Dot carried
that yellow fan with her everywhere after
that.
When Tom slowed her away in the train a
week later, he left her huttering it over the
leaves Of a new novel.
The train was crowded, as the trains TO the
seaside usually are. Among the passengers
was O tall, slender young man, with a per
fectly correct outfit and the air of one who
takes the world pleasantly.
Pretty girl, that" be unused but, good
gracious, what an extraordinary FAM
Dot had it spread to its fullest extent, and
was bending over now and then TO snlit the
white llacs she wore on hei' breast.
II wonder where she is goingf' the young
man unused. ats such hard work drumming
up a girl down at the Point. If a fellow only
knew som~ebody-Ah, beg pardon, may oc-
cupy this seatN
Some one had got ont at the way station,
and the seat alongside of Dorothy being
vacant, the young man pumped into it.
Dorothy gave him a cool nod Of acquiescence
and went on reading.
The yellow fan was unfuried just under
the young mans eyes.
He could not help staring at it, and there,
quite plain to view, he read;
Dorothy Grant Calhoun, Lyndham-on-the
AK"
What a boro this conventionality isr' he
unused fretfully. II might have a jolly TIM
of it on the way down if | only dared speak
to her"
Dorothy laid down her fan and took out a
hair pin to use as a paper knife.
The fan fell to the floor; then came a
flourish and
"Allow me-aheml All, | beg pardon, but
l could not help seeing your name on your
fan, and | could not help noticing the fan, it
is SO handsome. | believe | am addressing
Miss Calhoun. Have / not the honor Of be-
ing a classmate Of a relative of yours at Am
herst college"
my brother Tomr' said Dot in surprise,
g%lancing down at her fan. How did you
know it, Did you recognize his writingF'
II fancy So" the young fellow ibbed quite
boldly. ."Excuse me, my name is Russell /
live at Lynn. Tom will telr You all about
Inc. ! had no idea when | sat down hero that
YOU were his sister. 1t is so pleasant TO meet
some one in the train; it is such a long, STU
pid ride down to the Point. You are going
there, | supposeF
Dot assented quite graciously my
aunt, Mrs. Seymour, has a cottage there"
'How very pleasant Russell murmured
and conversation then proceeded quite easily.
There was nothing moro natural than that
Dot should recognize him after that on the
beach, and that when her aunt asked who he
was she should say discreetly:
"a classmate Of Toms, Mr.. Russell"
why don't you have him up to callr Mrs.
Seymour inquired, being anxious her niece
should have q nice time.
SO Dot invited him.
After that the Point ceased to be the dull
place they had both thought it. A month Of
boating and s~trolling together had worked
such q spell OF pleasure over them that mrs.
Seymour, in a fit Of growing anxiety, sat
down and wrote 10 Tom:
Dorothy has met one Of your old class
mates here, q Mr.. Russell, who pays her such
marked devotion that it has become neces-
gary for me TO find out what his prospects
are. l have already learned something Of
his family; they are the Russeus of Lynn
but some Of that family are rich and SOM
are poor, and l cannot find out where this
young fellow comes in. What do you know
about himf'
Tom did not answer this letter by post.
He came down to tho Point in person, very
much wrought up.
Dorothy" ne said sternly, where is this
fellow RUSSELL There is no such man in our
class. He is some adventurer who has taken
you in. ! am astonished that you encour-
aged him. Why didn't you ask me about
hiInf'
He said be knew you" Dorothy faltered.
HE he'd was Toms brusque rejoinder,
and III tell him So"
al did write you about him. said Dor
othy, bursting into tears. That is, | wrote
Therese; but you were off at Portsmouth,
and l supposed she would never say anything
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