Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1898-09-17

3After dinner, | must 90 With DR..
Bell to see one of his patients. Win
you let me find you when get back
tonight" Her strange new dignity
had changed bis manner, also.
"You are going to perform that
| operation, because our dear old Doc
tors heart is too soft and you like
the practice. You won't be back
before ten, heard DR.. Bell tell
Aunty. I shall be fast asleep then.1
won't you wait for me, Doro-
thy?" he pleaded.
Couldn't miss my beauty sleep.
You see it takes lot of it to keep
me trim and neat and graceful
And still he did not understand
"Then | cannot see you before
morning. Shall you want to start
early?'
Really don't care for the pic
mic. In truth | have another trip in
view. Excuse me, do. There's the
dinner bell, and l must see dad at
once.a
The dining room was big and cool,
and the table long and white. At
the lower end oft, fat, good natured
and jolly, sat Dorothy's father. Be.
fore the boarders came in, Dorothy
fluttered up to him.
dad, won't you let me go to un-
Gle Joe's on tho two o'clock train?n
she whispered, futtering like hum.
ming bird abous his big, red ear.
"Why, Piggie-"
II knew you'd say yes, you dear
old dad. And I don't want anybody
else to know. Tomorrow is the
picnic" 4a 4 8e
eyes, 80 it is, and Jack Archer's
determined to drive that risky new
msrel She'll break your mech, Pig
gle. Go along to Joe's."
| "And you won't tell! Aunty is
busy upstairs and won't miss me,
SO this can be our little secret-yours
and mine" She Rugged his big
shaggy head, and kissed him, and he
said that nobody should know, for
she belonged to him, he reckoned,
and he felt curiously happy, for her
secrets had, of late, been shared with
| some one else, and he had been rack
ing his brain for some plan that
would break up the. drive behind the
new and frisky mare. He was re-
joiced to find an easy way out of the
difficulty, for we'll he knew the rock.
like nature of pretty Dorothy's re-
sistance against opposition.
| When the train stopped for Miss
Brill's mail bags, Dorothy quietly
took her place in the passenger
coach.
| For the easier keeping of his word,
Dorothy's father carefully avoided
the Doctor when he came, and such
of the other guests as we're likely to
miss the pretty girl.
| "I'm not goin' to tell him, for he'd
drive right over to Joe's with that
beast and break the child's neck.
Maybe she loves him best, the young
scamp, but I'll show him that her
old dad amt lost his grip on her yet.
Girls have got to GROWN up that
quick, anyhow So the wee It of
jealousy and his desire to Sc
cure Dorothy from every posi-
BILE danger, combined with his
promise, made the old man wary.
| With astonishing skill, he parted
the Doctors questions, when at last
it came to that, and with great de-
| light he saw the handsome fellow
drive off to the picnic in most I'M
blissful ignorance, and alone.
81 reckon he's as good as any lit.
tie country girl could do--fne doc
tor and rich enough. Clever fellow
too. Nothin' against him-Tve
took the trouble to find out, too.
But my little Dolly's not goin' to
fall into his han like a ripe apple.
She takes after her mother!' he
wiped his eyes and gazed somewhat
regretfully at the cloud Of dust
down the road.
cts hard on him, know, but ii
does US good. 1t did me-
| From uncle Joe's, Dorothy wrote
that she was going on mountain
trip with Bessie and the boys, so
now her father gave it out that she
was Summers in the mountains
with some of her folks."
| Miss Brill smiled grimly when she
heard it the day she went over TO
inquire about Aunty's business.
| DIR. Archer looked desperate and
demanded an interview with Dolly &
| father.
Engaged, are you Well, ]
have got no objections, but while
Piggie's just sort OF promised,
reckon she can do as she pleases
The mountains are over there
with westward move of the hand
Sand she's in EN-. I've nothin
against you, young man, but
Dolly's her mother over again
Hard to win, an we'll worth win
nin'.n
With unfailing regularity, the
Doctor called at Miss Brill's deliv-
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