Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1901-04-17
ALovERs' QUARREL.

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pipe, said something unmention-
able, and picked up his cap.
He paused for want of breath, his
eyes flashing, his nostrils 1ilating with
calm contempt, it is to be supposed.
No, my dear Dolly. dare say you
will be expecting, me to come and apol-
ogize, and implofe you to come out on
the river with me, but you'll have to
send for me first''
With which noble display siof indie
pendence Robert Jameson flung out Of
his room and down to the river, met
aphoricaily pattlng himself on the way,
and all the time dreading the blank In
bis He which lie would feel as soon as
his rage should cool down.
Dolly Parsons put on her prettiest
white frock and picturesque sun hat.
IF Mr.. Jameson calls, tell him am
on" she said to the maid. II am going
on the river.
She told herself this last piece of in
formation was for the benefit OF the
servant, In case she required to know.
When he comes and finds me gone
he will be furious. will take my
canoe and stay out till quite late. I'D
love to Brighten him Thoroughly
Miss Parsons bright, brown eyes
flashed little. A faint flush appeared
on her pretty checklist was flush of
anger, but 1t was eminently becoming.
She looked maddeningly pretty as she
sat in her canoe and paddled away up-.
stream. 1t was glorious afternoon.
and the river was looking its best; but
Dolly Parsons, eyes were not filed with
4 appreciation Of the beauty around her.
She repeated to herself again and again
the horrii things Bob had said,
No, she would not forgive him for a
long time; 1t would not do: the circum.
stances were too aggravated, He would
be coming back expecting her to forgive
everything some girls, must be SO silly.
but he would lind she was made Of DIFF
ferent stun. Z
And all the time she knew that she
dared not let her anger cool, for hor-
rid, absorbing pain would fiji her heart
!, at once, and wretched feeling Of lone
9netness and depression. and she hated 10
his ci,nhappy.
ecomeS saddled on and on, until the other
aree cara Ike ali left behind. She was
very tit .s6ut. she would not stop. Her
mind was made IN on one point: she.
would friEhten Bob Jameson into an
appreciation OF her worth.
1t was almost twilight when ahe
turned to 20 home; the river seemed 10
7 have suddenly become lonely and de-
pressing, the sun had gone down and
a.chiIl wind had sprung IN. Dolly mad.
died fast and splashed the water over
4 her pretty frock, and grew cross ana
miserable. She; had quite expected Rob
would have followed her to make it
up:', she had decided how long sbe
would keep him in suspense. and how
at last. TO forgive him,
A clock In the distance struck 7. Dolly
padded faster and faster. though she
was % tired she hardly knew how to 90
ON. She looked anxiously along. when
swiftly around the bend she Ind inst
cleared shot another boat, close In her
wake. II came SO swiftly ii was almost
on her before the sound Of tho oars
made her glance up; 1t came SO close
that her cry to ..look ahead!, came too
late.
She screamed with alarm and missed,
her stroke. The man in the other l,oat
looked around with ANNOYANCE written
on every feature. and then before no
could back water. the impetrs Of his
set stroke brought the nose of his boat
NJ crash into the stern of her canoe.