The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1897-11-11
DOLLY RADH0R'S GRIT.
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where he was going everybody natural
ly concluded that he had "gone to the
dogs" People are always eager to say
that any man, especially if he is young
and handsome and hasn't a penny in
the world, has gone to the dogs. In
fact, it is the one way people have for
accounting for fellow who turns up
missing; and then regarding each other
in greedily curious way, they inquire:
"Who's the woman?"
The fact that fellow can go to ''the
dogs without the help of some woman
never enters the human mind, although
be it noticed that when man reaches
high degree Of prosperity, when he
makes fame and name, people never
turn?upon one another and ask::"Who's
the gwoman?"
Now. as nobody could prove by which
route Jack Stuart had gone, there the
matter rested; and if newspaper re-
porter had followed his career where
It is$now he would throw down his pen
Gil with a "pshaw," or something
stronger, adding in tones OF disap-
pointment: 1T was woman, but she
didn't send him to the dogs; the story's
no good The result would be that the
newspaper wouldn't give it para
graph; whereas, had she caused him to
kill her, himself or the other man, we
would have had an illustrated page.
The story as it stands has, however,
something besides virtue to recon-
mend it, and maybe it is worth the tell
ing. even if the several people con-
cerned will not like to see it in print.
1t,began, or at least the winter of it's
discomfort eliminated, one evening
last March in the coy little living
room of a great, impressive house on
Dupont circle. Jack Stuart was sitting
IN one of those corners which invoke
filtration at the beginning and more
serious intentions after close intimacy.
His hands were stuffed deep down in
hisspockets and his handsome brow
bore deep, dismal frown. The girl
Aitting on the little stool in front of
him and resting an elbow Familiarity on
his%knee, looked upon him with tender,
anxious sympathy in her eyes. They
had evidently been discussing some
grave subject and the youth broke
forth after his moody silence -
! .Hang it tall, little girl, I can't much
blame your mother for not liking me
aronhd.n' Ca q, a, ss,e :.
"sheSwouldn't like you around if
yons~had cords and cords of money,
Jack. You know mamma. She's de-
termiued shall marry. foreign title,
and I'm just as determined shan't."
The, girl closed her pretty lipssin a
way that showed that she had not had
father who had plowed through
poverty and obscurity and dreadful
hardshjps to a fortune for nothing.
That fortune intact he had foolishly
left to his foolish widow. fSheswas q
"character"--a term which means one
ohtwo things, either that woman has
none of any sort Or that she has too
much Of an Objectionable description.
This particulars woman beloaeed to the
latter class. =
Wei, 7 tMIyoal Dolly, y dosgetios
in spirits: You see,m prospects aren't
gOod..'z .y,~r.,-.. - ~. - ~ ,,,,,.,.
Jack. took her hand and .oaressed it
smiling. that hopeless. bitter smile that
means SO little and looks SO much on the
face ofeaaboy of %. q:
s'rhe name Of Stuart he went OH
"can'tcarrysch chap through Life; it cant
make him rich or famous;it can't Civ.
him the girl ne wants, and he's not go
Ing tuxte her ,Shef she's y rich 9irl-
that wou look like Highway robbery
grand larEtny Of some thing Of tn soft
Of course that what ;your mothe
would say
'.""Oh, NAMING" @
.sAnd it's what the rest Of the Wort,
wpuld say,.toe Here Hhayes been on
government salary Of less than 500
mpinth for. Two years. EeSde Here an
found, lots of old friends and ] Yeptint
society. i tell ysu I'm sick OF #. It
a 9saw1ust liffea sstliis thing fellow
taking room and living en- hd,viche
/ at afternoon teas and sodntinS - Il
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