The Portland daily press., 1899-11-20

war a sort Of buzz and litter 40 crossed
thu room, and thought they war admir-
In my new clo'ss.
-"when got to Dora, her face got
fiery red, while the thin legged feller
grinned In my face and left. sot down
by her and said, 'Howdy,' and she an.
swercd icy cold, Good evenin, Mr.. Burg-
man. Just then another thin legged fell
Ter cum up. and stickin out his arm said,
Our dance, Miss Dora She took his arm
and went off without as much as lookin
at me.
II got out OF that hall somehow and
got to my room, feelin that the whole
bottom 'u'd fell outen the world and I'd
fell with il.
"Dora got back home In a neighbor's 8
wagon, and l amt never spoke to her
sense, tho she's on the road some place
every time l pass, and that's why l say
she can 20 to thunder"
Charley relapsed into moody silence,
only broken by the swish of the whip as
he occasionally Tipped fy off the ear
of his nigh leader. l looked at him at
tentively to see II he possessed any quail
ities which would appeal to young girl
with enough smattering OF education to
teach country school. After careful
survey l concluded that in view of his
good heart, good looks and $1,000 In cash
he might be loved.
"Heilo. mister, I'm shore glad to see
you." Thus spoke Charles. the driver,
few weeks after. when boarded his
stage for another trip out Campo way.
II was lovely day In December. The
early rains had put the roads In fine con-
dition. The grass was up, the flowers
in bloom and nature wore that most
charming Of smiles which Is only lavish
ed on southern California in the winter.
"How's DoraT asked.
"Jest the same. only purifier" replied
Charley. II see her every day, and by
gosh. dream of her every night"
"Do you speak as you pass by?" I
asked.
"She does" he replied laconically.
'By the way. Charley, I'm going to
stop at old man Things, near Potrero,
until your next trip" l said.
"why. that's where Dora boards" he
cried. You'll git to see her." Then he
inquired susplciously. "Air you a mar
ried man. Stranger
Il am" / said. And he looked re-
lieved.
stopped of at old man Things and
met Dora.
After dinner we sat out under a big
live oak tree after the others had re-
tired. and l found Dora really good.
simple hearted, IL rather light headed,
young girl Of average good looks. en-
HANGED by contrast with the muchachas
del pals (girls of the country and q very
fair sample Of the normal school girl who
Is sent out to waste her sweetness upon
the desert air until she arrives at that
spectacled stage Of severity which enti-
ties her to teach in town.
I led her to talk of Charley and told
her how he adored her and how her
heartless flirting had ruined his life.
discovered that she was softly crying In
the moonlight and she said, Il know
am a little wretch, but, oh, IL you knew
how l suffer when l see Charley go by
each day without speaking you'd pity me.
/ think he is the handsomest, strongest
and bravest man In the whole world"
How about the way you treated him
in San Diego" l asked.
"Oh, that horrid institute" she sobbed.
"The music and lights and the talk of
those male schoolteachers got into my
head, and when Charley came In dressed
them all laughing at him was foolish
enough to be ashamed of him. 1t was
for only moment, however. / deter
mined to dance no more that night and to
devote myself TO him, regardless Of the
laughter and queer looks, but when
went for him he had gone, and now I've
lost him forever" And her tears flowed
faster and faster.
"Do you think you could fix things IL
you had Charles alone for about ten min
utes?"
"Just let me get the chance" she said.
drying her tears, while a look Of lofty res
olution came over her face.
As went to bed pondered on how
easy It was for third party to bring two
people together when it seemed impossi-
BILE for them to get there without assist
ance.
The next morning I left for Campo,
telling Dora to be on the road In three
days from that time.
left Campo with Charley on the third
morning, and dwelt considerably on Do
ra's failing health and my belief that she
was pining away for the love Of him. but
he was as stubborn as bucking broncho
and kept muttering things about "white-
washed sepulchers."
Just before we got opposite old man
Things l grew deathly sick and swore !
would die IL l did not stop and get some
medicine for which the old man was
justly famous.
Dora came through the trees just as
made Charles stop, while l leaped from
the wagon and went TO the house. staid
away about half an hour, and when l got
back IL WAS a couDle of turtledOyes sit
ting on the front seat Of that glorifed old
blackboard.
The last heard from Charles and Do
ra they were settled on the Jamul ranch,
with bouncing boy named Patton Burg
man and called Pat for short.-Everett
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