The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1893-11-16

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the handsome young fellow turned into
which shining nickel sign made known
unto the passersby that DR. Guy Dial
ton resided therein. Lynda only paused
long enough to watch him open the door
with his latch-key, conclusive proof that
he resided in the cottage, and then
she turned and fastened away home
with all speed. -
DIR. Guy Dalton she repeated to
herself. How charming a name. I
am so glad he is a doctor. That makes
it easy for me to become acquainted
with him.. ..H+
Lynda Maye was the motherless, only
child of the wealthy Gerald Alaye, who
was at that time travelling in the far
West. Spoiled from infancy, Lynda
had decided to take entire charge of
her fathers elegant home upon reach
ing her seventeenth year, and insisted
upon the dismissal of the housekeeper
and duenna, maintaining that now she
was grown-up young lady, and capa-
BILE of taking care of herself.
AL Of her girl friends envied Lynda
her freedom and good times, while
their mothers raised their hands in
horror at such an unprecedented pro-
ceeding, and freely expressed their dis
approval Of such a young girls being
without the watchful care Of chap
erOn
Lynda, therefore, was quite free to
plan any sort Of a scheme that might
occur to her fertile, active little brain.
'Rosalie," she said to her chic French
maid, who hurriedly responded to the
energetic summons of her young mis-
t,soc,
am sure l have caught Il sudden cold.
| This horrible weather, I presume. I
| wish you to assist me to disrObe, and
then send for DR.. Guy Dalton, who, I
learn, is a very clever physician; his
address is - Laurel Place."
Rosalie obeyed her young mistress
wonderingly.
I'm sure she don't look ill., she
thought; "but it's not like Miss Lynda
to send for a doctor for nothing She
dislikes them too much. I've often
heard her say they were all a set of
pOky, fussy old women
| DR.. Dalton was considerably sur
prised at the sudden summons conveyed
to him by the solemn, arist0cratic-
looking butler.
His practice was small as yet, and
did not number many families of
wealth OF social Importance. Pleasur-
able authorizations Of the remunerative
patient the lady fol- whom he was re-
CURED might prove possessed his
thoughts as he strobe along by the
side Of the tall, stiff butler
So engrossed was he in these air
castles that, until they paused at the
house, he did not recognize the neigh
borhood.
Then, with a start, he became aware
that they were ascending the steps
of the very same house which contained
the owner of the exquisite face that
had smiled so delicicusly down upon
him from the mystical window.
His heart beat like a ip-hammei
as he realized that Dame Fortune was
even kinder to him than he had any
right to expect.
Rosalie met the doctor at the door,
and led him up the broad, winding
staircase, with it's balustrade of heavy
old oak, carved by master hands
through the tapestry hung halls, whose
floors were covered with priceless rugs
from the magic land of the East, past
grand old suits Of armor, and cleaning
marble statues, while here and there
paintings by famous masters looked
down upon him.
And then, at the end of the lofty hall
ROsalie threw open a door, and admit
ted him into fairyland, or at least
so he thought, as he stepped wonder
ingly into the lovely, dainty place.
The doctor, however, forgot all else
when he caught sight of lovely, wei
remembered face, with flushed cheeks
framed in q mass of tumbled curls
which smiled up at him from Il coucl
covered with soft white bear skins il
corner of the apartment.
The doctor was so confused that ht
could scarcely count the pulse which
f1uttered like frightened bird at thu
touch of his fingers.
It was a never-tO-be- forgotten call
this first professional visit on the cir
he loved. She made such distractingl,
beautiful invalid
When Mabelle returned from he
calls that evening she found a card OF
the hall-rack bearing the name of "Guy
Dalton" and deeper pink suffused he
happy face, and brighter Hgh
sparkled in her sweet, pure eyes as sh,
ran lightly up the stairs to find Lynda
, "Sick" she exclaimed, in answer t,
Rosalies explanation. 'Why, she wa
all right when left" and she hastenet
, to Lynda's room.
| "Oh, Mabelle! cried Lynda, II hav
: found out who he is! He is doctor
and that is why am sickv'
'Why you are sick?' repeated Ma
: belle. Found out who who is?'
Guy Dalton He is a young doctor
| just establishing a practice, and he
coming again tomorrow. I can tell yo
by the way he looks at me that he ad
; mires me. Oh, NIabelle, I am very
+ very happy!'
:. Mabelle sat quite still, as thong
turned to stone, while Lynda ran o.
! with her light happy nonsense, neve
: noticing the hopeless expression of mis-
cry on Bellies proud, sweet face.
I All that night Belle walked the foo
: of heI apartment, her hands clinched t
. suppress the cries of pain and angus
! which rose to her bloodless lips -.
r "Guy Dalton, my lover, my all, false
n hearted, a 1lirt. Oh, my God, hav
: pity. hate him, I hate her, coul
q kill her.
: And with an almost insane ligh
shining from her feverish eyes sh
q stood at bay like some cruelty hunte
creature ~ 5sr'a 1
- | inst as tho faint RAYS If 1av1ip|