The Red Cloud chief., 1888-07-20

head. and began TO comb the crooked yellow
knots into heaps Of wonderful golden fuzz
Mex, Dots diamond star was pinned
coquetishiy 70 one side OF her Uranium q
danciuy-school dress was donned-a frock
all g,inmer and pale pink shadows, and
4; leaving II unfas.enej, she drew on her fur
lined school cloak. poked q sash OF purest
Brussels into one OF its capacious pockets,
and ran down brcathless to Scott
Into the coach and OF to the assembly
rooms.
Won't Dot thtarer' thought the little
wretch. .-One needn't be tho old after Ill
TO 60 TO q ball. l make . t~henthation, !
\ don't WONDER
She was right. Scott left her at the door
Of the ladies' room in care OF . nice old
black 'Aunty." who hooked her snugly into
her lovely frock and tied the filmy tracery
about her waist with Q real French touch,
though her fingers were black as ink.
How in de world oh WORKS did yo' ebber
happen ter come to dis hyar growd-up ball.
honey, chilef" looking II her admirinely. As
she tried her steps before the long mirror.
20. Dot it'll here-my thithter, you under
thsnd; and I ju.ht thought Id come. too"
A burst Of exquisite melody Valse OF
Chopin's-brought Scott to the door to claim
the little hand for a round.
18th too bad. Thcott. but YOU are TOO
tall looking at him from her lowly stand
point.
No. my dear Miss Barbara. the faul, lies
at your feet: you are too little looking far
down At her and thinking how lucky he was
TO have this little bunch Of exquisite lowell.
ness for his sister by only going through the
several stages Of ecstatic bliss with Dot.
| thereby killing two birds with one stone,
\ dead as door-nails.
I'm not going to even try to waltz with
you-it would theem really too r%idiculuth-
and I'm not going 70 be laughed At; leth
wal, for the Lantherth-I know that betht
Of all"
bot and her submerged parent were now
safely on the f1oor Dots eyes roved over
the heads of diminutive maidens and squatty
matrons in vain hopes OF their finding the
recreant Scott.
Would be dare to come without met
Would he dare! Well, he is capable Of
even so fragrant A."
May l have the pleasure, Miss Dots The
Lancers, l believe" and papa's business
partner. lowering q crooked elbow in her
direction, leads her away BY the tip Of .
gloved finger that rests dsintily upon his
broadcloth-coated arm. In moment more
they were standing face to face with-Scott
and Barbara,
For a moment her intense surprise held
her a silent captive: then. casting one swift
glance about her. she saw that about forty
pairs Of eyes were curiously intent upon
Scott and his companion: saw that people
were not c~ensuring but admiring and won
derinS over the fsiry's advent: and. with
never q lift Of her blazing eyes in their
direction. she cut them both dead. Barbara
felt that her sister was traxicallv inclined,
despite her lack OF worldly experience. and
so fear kept her dumb: for Dot could be
awful when she chose, this young sister
knew 10 her sorrow.
In and out and out and in: and in the
grand chain Dots glove was squeezed by .
poor innocent young fellow. who thought .
slight pinchin9 Of the le~ather-coyered finger
tips would win one uplifting Of the long
lashes ScottwSrd: but the lsshes, though
they trembled. were not raised.
A crash Of musical discorj. the ''Lancers"
was breaking up. when papa. walking about
with step-mamma-elect. saw . prince and .
fairy and recognized them As beings Of his
own household
O..the ~enchantment Of that night to Bar
bars. And how the fairy folk came troop
ing out from the gorgeous bindings Of her
books and danced about her as she lay in
dreamland- after the lights were out, the
! ball room deserted, and Dot had solennly
refused to kiss her good might.
Next day . note from Scott TO Dot fell into
Barbara's hands. She coolly opened II and
read a. follows:
dot, I am in disgrace: why is it, Why
! did you not speak to me last nights Did /
anger you. Dot, by refusing TO listen longer
to . lecture I did not need! How soon will
you learn to trust me! But il you are really
convinced that I am the Ruilty wretch you
lecsured so soundly. I would advise you to
think no more Of Scott"
'Thath awfui!r said Barbara: 18th
thimply awful-and il Dot geth . glimpth
Of thith IN be mothed killed! I have to be
blamed for every thing. it theemeth. and
Thcott ought to kno better than to write
. note like thith-I'U teach him . letthon!"
and the red Goals Of the grate had . merry
time for . second with . bit Of crested note
paper:
and all that week Dot hoped and hoped: and
the old saying that ''hope deferred maketh
the heart sick proved itself . truth. for it
zane to pass that Dots body caught the
fever raging in her heart and there she lay.
. downright invalid, for four weary weeks.
The tickle little birds from Southland
came bach after their long vacation to set
up housekeeping again. and every hedge
row was alive with melody: the berries
were beginning to show themselves upon
the bushes and briers. Clouds hung miles
high in the heavens, whenever there were
any clouds. and the sun went down to gather
fresh heat from his underground furnace
for to-morrow's discomfort The sea grew
bluer Is the DAYS grew 50 much longer and
brighter. and guests had bsen pouring into
the Ocesnside Hotel for weeks, when papa
piloted his daughters to rooms engaged for
them.
Dot wa white. and wan. and sick in
her very soul; while Barbara, il she had had
her due share Of remorse. had thrived well
APO it and was IS plump as . little part
ridge.
To the world Dot seemed a cold, self-pos-
sessed, naughty young individual, while in
secret she really moped and pinned in CEASE
less round Of regret; and Barbara seemed
just what she w1s- diminutive ten-year-
old. with . precocious brain and no on
science to speak OF. She was dreadfully
''thorry" Dot looked and felt 30 miserably
VOTE and thin. but had no fain:est thought
that aha h>..n,f -~. % hla-a fos o~r vo0A