The daily morning journal and courier., 1900-01-20

when Jack went away the next morn
 ing, speaking brightly the last thing of
 seeing her at noon. At five minutes be- fore the hour Jack was standing trium-
 phantly in the entrance of Weber's with a pair of gloves sticking conspicuously from his left coat pocket.
 Dolly was across the street, we'll con-
 cealed behind bedroom set on sale ex-
 hibited inside furniture store. At twelve o'clock Jack stepped little for ward so Dolly could see him right away. At five minutes after he came to the door and looked up and down the street and Dolly thought she detected a knowing smile. Ten minutes past saw him on the sidewalk again The smile had vanished and he lit cigar thought fully He looked so woe begone Dolly was half tempted to hurry right over to him, but thought of the paper boy and Jacks unconcern of the night be- fore kept her to her revenge. At a quarter past the hour Jack appeared in the doorway pufiing pretty fast at his cigar. Two or three times he lifted his hat and pulled it down over his eyes viciousIy. Twenty minutes past 12 the cigar came out of his mouth and was given such throw into the street that Dolly involuntarily stepped back ward Jack walked to the corner and back with his hands thrust in his trou- sers' pockets. A woman happened to be passing and Jack glared at her withS such vindictive rage for belonging to the same sex as the one for whom he was waiting that she darted into the rt, a,rt oJA 1{N, up. When she got to the third floor and at safe distance from the eleva- tor she turned furtively and looked back. Doubtless she expected to see Jack climbing up the shaft.
 Meanwhile Dolly's husband had damned his hat farther over his eyes and started in search of a neighboring caffatier where he could eat bite and run. Dolly watched him as far as the corner and then breathlessly caught up with him.
 "Oh, Jack, did you think I wasn't coming?" she exclaimed, penitently.
 Jack turned and looked at her with his face expressing unabated anger.
 T suppose you think you're pretty cute, don't you? We'll. here are your gloves. I'm going to get some lunch"
 Dolly thought that was brutal, but she wasn't going to be dismissed thus summarily. Besides she was just lit- tie sorry.
 ''It is awfully hard to wait, isn't it, | dear? I don't know when I put in a more miserable hour than I did last night And I had such mortifying ex- perience, too."
 Jack ignored her completely and Dol ly rambled on, trying to keep up with | his long strides and now and then sigh ing audihly, This couldn't last, surely. ! Dolly had planned farce that should serve as a merry lesson, and now her hero was doing pure melo-drama. There was even touch of tragedy about 1t; for when Jack got very ex- cited or angry his eyes looked black and Dolly saw they were unusually black now A ridiculous, half-hysteri- gal thought struck her that if the situa- ton got much worse her eyes might be black, too.
 They were nearing noisy, crowded corner and Dolly touched Jacks arm timidly "Oh. Jack, I am so hungry and tired. Won't you go where we can sit down and be comforta ble?" There vas a little catch in her voice and the suggestion of real remorse settled Jack.