San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-06-25
THE END.
LITTLE MISS DOT.


Sharply, shrilly the voice pierced the
still, warm air. 1t was plainly evident
that the tall, middle aged woman who
called was very angry at not receiving
an answer, for she snatched up large
sun hat, and with long, rapid strides
strobe down the broad driveway.
At the gate she paused, and with up
lifted hand shielding her face from the
hot, glazing sun, she eagerly scanned
the acres of green lawn that stretched
before her.
Miss Dor-o-thyw
Eyes, yes! I'm coming. Wait min
ute, please" and with swift, flying foot
steps young girl came bounding across
the lawn. A noble hound and skye
terrier followed, leaping on her at every
step she took.
Down, Ponto! Fritz, you bad dog!
See what You have done to my dress"
and she looked rather ruefully at the
large rent in the white muslin-white
once, but now torn and bedraggled with
mud.
"Well, l never" and the elder woman
held up both buds in amazement.
"Never saw such sight! Is that it?'
1t was sweet, laughing voice that asked
the question. But the warm, flushed
face was moro s0-rUund and piquant,
sparkling with life and animation.
81 have been rOmping with the dogs,
Mrs. Grey. 1t was warm work, though,
and | do wish had fin. Oh, may
have your hat?" and nieiTily laughing,
the tenrpestuous giri r,.IAl2seiy s;latched
the hat from the astouishe'! woman.
We'll, | reverr'
At this second am"zci ejaculation the
dimpGng sprite threw back Il: head,
sending out peal after ryal OF car. ire
sistible laughter.
There, Mrs. Grey. feel moe com
Portable" and she placed TIL" nat back
carefully. "Thanks-but on, forgot;
you called me. For what am l wanted.
please" ..s. .....
"Mr. Wellman wishes to see You. but
You can't go to him with your dress in
that condition"
''Guardyw and thk hot, vivid color
rushed over cheek and brow. But can
not help it if do look $3.50 wild. He
knows that | never look and act like
other girls. Down, Ponto! Fritz, come
on" and without stopping she bounded
up the massive stone steps, both dogs
following-a pretty picture of innocent
girlish grace and abandon. With a
quick, impetuous movement she threw
onen the study door, CHANGING half doubt
fully and trlfe timidly at the figure re-
Ginning in the large easy chair.
"Ah, little Miss Dot, you have return
ed Been ronpipg as usual. Now, con-
fess," and an amused, playful smile
curved Earle Wellman's lips.
You are right. Guardy. Look" and
she held out the torn gown.
'Oh. DotT' laughing softly, what a
wildhower you are! heard Mrs. Grey
call you Miss Dorothy and as | saw
you tearing across the lawn, the dogs at
your heels, could not help smiling.
Such grand name for little holden,
brilnful of life and mischief! Miss Dor
othy, indeed! Nothing but Little Miss
Dot will suit you. 1t is short. Just
like
Stop and u tiny foot came down
angrily. Il know I'm short, but you
need not tell me, and as for my name,
what's in a name, anyway
"A great deal, Miss Dot" and Dot
Baker looked up il surprise, wondering
at the cold hauteur she saw pictured in
the strong. manly face bending over her.
''Little Dot, see what have here!
and his face softened visibly as he
stepped to the sofa and threw back a
white coverlid, revealing the sweet,
dimpled face of sleeping child.
With low cry of delight Dot fell on
her knees before 1t.
"Where did she come from, Guardy?'
and Dot hid her face i'll the mass of soft
flannel.
Il do not know, Dot. | found this
basket in the hall In it was this child,
quietly sleeping, as she is now. And not
word of explanation. / cannot under
stand. Can you lift this veil of mystery
the least bit, Miss Dot"
Il! How L"
"Well, then, what are we going to
dor
"Do?" She lifted her head, vague
alarm and distress in her face. Then she
sprang up, clasping the sleeping child to