The Press. (Stafford Springs, Conn.) 1883-1935, 1902-08-07

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cold and unfeeling world, the sort OF
woman who would fit snugly into HIS
four rooms above the store at La6rone,
this girl who was delightfng fashion,
able eastern folks and who could have
her picture cover the whole page OF a
paper! Dalton did not know that Miss
Hardin had paid $25 for that frontis-s
piece nor that at this very moment she
was sitting in her room at a cheap.
boarding house figuring on the sum-
mer's expenses, the cost of new frocks..
photographs and advertising. She
would not clear SIS, and then swhaf?.
Another winter in New York school
room with fifty east side children.
Half an hour later he found her and
sent up his card. written by man who
had a stand ca the corner.
Miss Hardin was startled. In a fash
she recalled the name, the Twiggins
school and the correspondence. Would
he have on leather '.chaps," spurs and
belt full of revolvers? She ent cred.
the parlor with some trepidation Ia
tall, square shouldered man,-4wE1t
groomed and clad In dark blue serge,
rose to greet her. She almost laughed
at her recent misgivings, and tho
thought brought pretty flush to her
cheeks, new light to her tired ey ~.
He never knew just how he mataigcd
| it, but that night Dalton escorted her
home from the concert. She wor>. the
| marvellous dress he had seen in the pic
ture. and she gathered it up daintffy as
IL -, no 1SrpIH%
as If some explanation OF his presence
were due, and finally he plunged into
1t. j. -,g3t..
"You see. Miss Hardin, thought
perhaps you'd change your mind about
| the school IL just could talk to~y Sou.
Perhaps you'd like to come out next
summer anyhow. I've always pictured
you SO sort of different. but now of
course understand. You wouldn't,l like
| it out there no matter how much we
might want YOU"
He was looking down at the chiffon
ruffie on her gown, which beloved like
| white foam around her feet. Anfodd
smile trembled on her lips; something
very like tear shoDe in her eye. She
had read his thought as in an open
book.
Perhaps you are mistaken, Mr..
Dalton. / think would like Colorado.
and If the position is open next sim
mer may come" 3
They were passing through small
grove. Dalton stopped short and gazed
1 into her face "a
eff it's open! Why. Miss Hardin, of
course it will always be open fer ,ysny'
Then he added in a lower voice, But
next summer is long way OFF,
Elizabeth sighed softly. and a''faf-
away look came into her eyes as If she
were seeming the keen mountain dir
and the Colorado pines. - h.:
Eyes, long, long way!' ~
Then Dalton forgot her picture in the
paper-forgot the imposing frock. He
remembered only the little gray note
signed Faithfully yours. Elizabeth
Hardin"-and the sigh
What happened next is not herein
set forth, but western men are noto-
rious for acting promptly.
This summer another elocutionist de-
lighted the visitors at Mount Clement
and her picture adorned the first>pa ge
OF the Mount Clement Educator, but II
Frank Dalton's Colorado home a new
cushion has replaced the one Of moth
eaten velvet in the Morris Chair
there's drawnwork cover instead Oi
dust on the center table, and stair
way has been built from the inside OF
the store. .s.5.sszfv,s3