The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1892-02-26

~ would make . good deal of dif-
ference. pet Doris MILFORD Is the girl
my father wishes me TO marry"
why don't You marry hc:? One
Doris is as good as another airy day
Possibly Hut love only one
Doris. and that one Is you. Doris vii.
ford doesn't stand the shadow OF .
chance. Won't you marry me. PETE"
III tell you week from to-day at
Mr.. Wilford's. and not one minutc
sooner | must Lave time 10 think
about H. like you immensely. but Of
loving you I'm no. SO sure. Hut / am
almost frozen. and am going home. so
! must say good-by."
more closely ar ound her trim shoulders.
Strengthens the dainty sailor hat upon
her tumbled head. then walks away
some distance Suddenly she turns and
calls back
do you know Mr.. Wilford?"
Vane Is at her side in a moment.
i've seen him once or twice al
home. Why?"
Then ] suspect You had better ask
for him when you call next Thursday.
may not be there; but il am you'll
be sure 10 see me-"
Doris. you are too provoking"
Provoking. Mr.. Evarts? How.
pray?'
why do you keep me in suspense?
Promise me faithfully to be at Mr..
Wilford's Thursday, will you?"
70, don't know" impatiently.
promise me. or I'll not call"
Vane is standing before his compan-
ion. with one hand on her shoulder. and
the other under her chin. compelling
her blue eyes to meet his brown ones.
you'll ask for Mr. MILFORD. any
way"
I'm ask for Mr.. MILFORD. anyway"
Then I'll promise. Now. good by. :"
Good by" says vane. and before
Doris Is aware he has stopped and
kissed her lips. Forgive me, dear one"
he whispers. II couldn't help it,
The next Tuesday morning a hack
deposits Miss MILFORD at her uncle's
door Mr.. MILFORD sees her alight.
comes forward to meet her and almost
carries her into the house.
so you are home at last, girlie?"
Yes. and heartily glad to be here.
I'm tired TO death Of the country. Even
now when shut my eyes | can't see
anything but cows Aren't you glad to
have me back?"
Indeed am. little one"
They are in the library now. and she
is perched upon his knee as he sits in
his great armchair. She toys restless
~ with his nccktie, and with difficulty
breaches the subject uppermost in both
minds.
"Unclc Cal, I've done it,"
Done what. child?'
lyon know very well what mean"
you've made d decisiono Is that it,"
Eyes. and I've decided that rather
than live in the country for three NOR
tai years, Ill marry Vane Evarts, or
even the man in the moon"
Her uncle kisses her affectionately.
saying: Now you are my own little
girl again. suppose you go and put on
one Of those pretty wrappers Of yours
and rest while | write some letters.
Then this afternoon we'll 90 driving"
A second surprise. even greater than
the first, greets Mr. MILFORD when on
Thursday afternoon card is given
him bearing the name of Vane Evarts
TELL him Ill see him in a moment"
he says TO the maid. then turning to
Doris: "Will You come with me?'
I'm a moment. Uncle CAL" answers
Doris, who is already Strengthening her
collar. She gives the gentlemen time
for the customary greeting. then de-
sends Her uncle turns as she enters.
therefore he does not see the express
sion OF pleasure that passes over vane's
face
"Mr. Evarts. let me present you to
my niece, Doris MILFORD. Doris, this
is vane Evarts-"
Tableau Doris, her pretty face
dimpling with smiles. stands looking
full in the face Of vane Evarts. who
IN his turn. looks from her to Mr.. VIII
ford and from Mr.. MILFORD back again
with expressions Of surprise and con-
fusion chasing each other over his
countenancc. Uncle Cal forms the
background and stands, the picture Of
bewilderment, rubbing his bald head
with the palm Of his hand.
After . few moments Of profound
silence. Mr.. Evarts finds his voice:
I'm Heavens name, Doris. what 10
the meaning Of this? Are you-were
you-you are not Doris wilford?"
Am not? Ask Uncle Cal"
"Well-but--wh did you tell me you
were Doris Harcourt?"
II didn't tell you You merely
jumped ut the conclusion. and ! let you
stay where you landed. You fell in
love with Doris Harcourt.' Won't you
forgive Doris wilford? She is never 50
penitent"
As she says this, she steps TO vane'a
side and slips q tiny hand within his
own, an irresistible smile playing
about her mouth. vane looks down Ut
the witching, roguish face upturncd to
his. and fondly replies:
You don't look ovcrpenitcnt. my
love, but, provided you never repeat
the offcnsc, I'll forgive you this once"
Then, with all the audacity Of which
men are sometimes capable, he kisses
her.
I'm the name OF common sense, what
DO You two mean?" interpolates Mr..
his bewilderfient increasing
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