The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1900-06-08

l can call it nothing less than gift"
He had expected a careless acknowledge
ment of this compliment, and was
amazed when she said, gravely:
And a gift is something which ought
to be used, suppose. That is what my
sisters would say"
"'Then they would approve of you,
surely. for have you not been putting
it to the best use possible?"
II mean that it ought to be used for
Others"
1T has been-for as many others as
could avail themselves of it. regret
that it has not been used more for me.
One dance is short allowance,it seems
to me-"
The beautiful head was shaken with
yet greater gravity.
''Some time soon am going to show
you what 1 mean, Mr.. Hadley," and
then, smiling and dimpling, she went
away with her next partner.
1t was a month later when Kenneth
Hadley received letter from Miss Van
derpool, asking him to be at the Brown
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Mr.. Hadley was not interested in set
Elements, but he was in Miss Wander
pool, and he accepted the invitation.
His cab took him along thronged
street, past tenement houses and sa-
looms and shops and stores till he came
to the brightly lighted tenement house
standing tidy and serene-looking, in
the midst of a block. He asked for Miss
Vanderpool, and was shown past the
crowded classrooms and lecture halls
and music rooms to room on the up
per floor. The sound of piano, violin
and harp came out to salute his ears
with a familiar tune, and he opened
the door and stood within a large room
filled with young men and women.
But it was not party which he be-
held. He saw that at once. 1t was a
dancing class. The pupils stood in line,
awaiting the directions of their
teacher.
He looked about him for Miss Van
derpool, but the chairs by the wall
were vacant. Probably he had arrived
too soon. However, he decided to in
quire of the teacher. Atthat moment he
beheld her-Marie Vanderpool-in her
pretty pink frock with it's short dane
ing skirt, standing before the class. 1t
was she who was the teacher. Her eyes
had never seemed brighter. The smiles
which were never willing to leave
her lips played about them be-
witchingly. Her golden head looked
more adorable and unkempt than ever.
She seemed the incarnated spirit of the
joy of life. She came running toward
him.
"Come, GOMEZ" she cried. Il in
weighed you over here with a purpose. l
wanted you to show us the mazurka.
You dance it so beautifully" She
called to the musicians to play a ma
zurka, gave the class permission to be
seated, and poised herself delicately.
Come, comet. she cried again, Il in.
sist on your dancing the best you know
how"
Kenneth Hadley, the dignified and
reserved, the man who had thought
himself little better than others and
had held himself somewhat haughtily
aloof, bowed to his destiny and entered
heart and soul upon his task.
Nearly the whole evening was spent
upon this dance.
1--WE must get it just right" Miss Van.
derpool insisted. "You see, we are not
learning in quite the usual way on ac-
count of lack of the knowledge of the
rudiments on the part of the teacher
And she laughed. "But we propose to
dance as we'll as those who have learned
in the regular, old-fashioned way"
Hadley looked about him and saw in
every face, whether it was that of q
young man or young woman, of Jew
or Christian, of German, Bohemian
Scandinavian, or Italian, of factory
hand or worker in the stock yards. q
look of admiration and respect for Miss
Vanderpool. Moreover, her infectious
happiness had brought vivacity and
something akin to delight even into
the heaviest face.
II never liked your dancing so much
as I do at this hour" he said to her
earnestly. II wish I might help you
now and then"
20 you could, you could! But fol
you perhaps l should not have realized
that I had one talent. 1t never &C.
Cured to me that being happy and
having light feet could be talent"
| There was Virginia reel-just by
way of diversion-and Marie Wander.
pool fitted through it like spirit Of
joy.-Chicago Tribune.