Newport daily independent., 1903-04-01
family laughed loud and long,

dIIu VI X ldIlllJ lduGbCS tbAt AtASh ARAA6t DorotX IN most heartily of all.
 "0lE do invite him, father, 'entreat- ed sister Lucia. I'm just dying to me4 him. Everyone is talking about in the Argus Judge Whitman told me he thought they we're the funniest, most original filings he ever saw. And after we have become acquainted with him, don't you think it would be nice to give a small company of our most distinguished friends to meet him?''
 sOh, wouldn't that be lovely? Do, father!" exclaimed Mary, quite en- chanted with the idea of introducing this new star into the literary world.
 And so it was agreed that Mr. Henry Page Esmond should be in- vited the coming week Wednesday for dinner. Mr. Winters wrote him an invitation to meet him at his of flee on that date. in response to which the young man-everyone seemed to take it for granted that he was young-sent I very polite note of acceptance.
 There was considerable excite ment on this eventful day in the Winters family Dorothy had been reminded to see that an exceptional ly tempting little dinner should be prepared, and Mrs. Winters went out into the dining room herself to be sure that nothing had been forgot ten. Judge and Mrs Whitman had T T ..e.fa Nfa1. was to wear her new tailor-made, while sister Lucia had her book, which had just come out, lying care lessly on the parlor table, where MT. Esmond could not fail to see it.
 The days business was over, and Mir. Winters sat in his office await ing the arrival of the young artist. He was just saying to himself that Mir. Esmond was going to be late when the office boy brought in a card bearing, in the familiar hand writing of that gentleman, his name.
 "Show him in at once," said Mir. Winters in his most abrupt and edi- torial tones.
 When he heard footsteps in the outer TOOIu lie dIOSc tO Illo ICCl clllO made haste to arrange his features in their most cordial and engaging expression. The door flew open in a theatrical manner under the hand of the office boy, who announced, in somewhat muffied tone, MT. Es- mond," and in walked-Dorothy!
 MT. Winters countenance was in- deed study to gaze upon. He looked at his daughter with eyes as round as moons, and epened his mouth several times without making a sound. In short, he was completely bewildered until Dorothy, her sweet face all flushed and quivering, half laughing, half sobbing, rushed into his arms, exclaiming:
 "Oh, papa dear, don't you under stand? I am Mr. Henry Page Es mond!'
 When her father had got her home at last, and they had managed to eX- plain matters to the assembled com pany, the commotion which arose was wonderful to experience. Dolly was laughed over, cried over and passed dIOUlQ lO UC hlSSCd ulllll oliN NoS quite breathless, while the parlor fairly bristled with eXclamations. Clarence whirled her around and around in wild dance, and her mother ceuld not stop asking ques- tions. Lucia looked at her rather responsibility as she slyly tucked her book out of sight; but Judge Whit man made her a most courtly and ceremonious bow, saying: 'I con- gratulate you, my dear"
 At last the heroine of this ovation escaped to her room to adjust her hair and gown, which had become sadly rumpled with embraces, leav- ing her friends to chatter and ex- claim, and talk at the top of their voices all together. It was the proudest moment of her life. Matur- CT years brought other triumphss but never one so glorious as this.
 And thus it happened that Dorothy, while she by no means ceased to be domestic, did become an artist, and carved out for herself a career which had its beginning in the queer cows. .'-Ladies' World, New York.
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