Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1888-01-25

DOROTHY'S LOVER.
"You have been to the Japanese Vii
Iage!" Therese calculated, "and you
bought that thing"
EYES," said Dorothy, unfurling
gaudy yellow ian, on which pink and
blue chrysanthemums bloomed with
startling exuoerance. ''Isn't it pref
ty?"
pretty" Therese echoed IN disgust,
s'it's vilel"
sob, WE'LL" Dot replied, ''the thing
rs OverdOne, Of course; but you can't
help seeing, Tress, that this is a fine
color. Indeed, / think it is really
wonderful how they get such fine col
ors on these cheap things. 1t is all
laid on with q brush, you know.
Tom, what are you doing?"
Marking it for you," her brother
replied, welding his pen, deliberately;
''you wouldn't waGG 20 lose such a
treasure. There you are, Dot, DOR
othy Grant Calhoun, Lyndham- on
the-Aix,' Looks very we'll, doesn't it ?"
Il wish you hadn't done that,
Tonl," Dorothy said in vexation.
"Why. you are not ashamed Of it,
hope" Tom cried.
Il hate to have my name plastered
all over things that are Of no value.
1t looks so mean and snobbish."
"Never mind" said Therese, scoth-
ingly, ''a hundred years from now
that name will greatly enhance the
value Of the fan. It may bring q price
at 81 SALE"
"Give me my fan. 'she cried, MAX
ing 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. st may serve a hundred ends,
out sailing, you know, Or On the
beach"
ssOr to use as g warning signal in
case OF illnesa," Tom interposed.
Il certainly shall take it," Dorothy
Tetorted. SIT will match my batiste
gown beautifully.
Perhaps 1t was perversity, but Dot
carried that yellow fan with her every
where after that.
When Tom slowed her away IN the
train W. elk later, he left her hutter-
ing II over the leaves Of g. new novel.
Tie train was GRO wded, as the trains
10 the seaside usually are. Among
Ghe passengers was q tall. slender
young man, with O. perfectly correct
outfit, and the air Of one who takes
the world pleasantly.
pretty girl, that" he unused. s'But,
good gracious, what an extraordinary
fanW
Dot had it spread TO it's fullest ex-
tent, and was bending over now and
then TO sniff the white lilacs she wore
on her breast.
~ wonder where she Is going?" the
young man unused. "It's such hard
work drumming up girl down at the
Point. Ii fellow only knew some
body-Ab, beg pardon, may occupy
this seat 2"
Some one had got out at the way
station, and the seat alongside Dorc-
thy being vacant, the young man
pumped into il.
Dorothy gave him a cool nod of
acquiescence and went on reading.
The yellow fan was unfurled just
under the young mans eyes.
He could not help staring at it, and
there, quite plain TO view, he read:
dorothy Grant Calhoun, Lynd-
lam-on-the-Aix."
"Nhat bore this conventionality
isl" he unused fretfuIly. 81 might
have g. jolly time Of it on the way
down il [ only dared speak TO her."
Dorothy laid down her fan and took
out q hair pin 60 use as paper
knife.
The fan fell TO the floor; then came
g. flourish and
"Allow me-ahen All, beg par
don, but could not help seeing your
name on your far, and could not
help noticing the tan, 1t is SO hand
some. I believe I an addressing Miss
Calhoun. Have | not the honor OF
being q classmate Of q. relative Of
yours ar Amherst CO!lege?"
"My brother Tom!' said Dot in sur
prise, glancing down at her fan. Chow
did you know it? Did you recognize
his writing"
81 fancy &C" the young fellow fibbed
quite boldly. Excuse me, my name
IS Russell. live at Lynn. Tom will
tell you all about me. | had no idea
when | sat down here that you were
his sister. 1t is so pleasant to meet
some one in the train; it is such a
long, stupid ride down to the Point.
You are going there, suppose?
''Yes," Dot assented quite gracious
~. "My aunt, Mrs. Seymour, has a
cottage there"