Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1904-07-28
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NOAkS Gilmore
CopuTtght, 1901, bu j. b. Mitchell

| Sanford lifted his hat with one hand
and simultaneously held out the other.
| I'm afraid you don't quite remem-
Der me, Miss Kensington," be began.
| Remember you? Remember you,
| Billy? Why, it's only three years since
oh. do say that you have but just
come out; that you did not really See
| Certainly not" returned he prompt
| ly. After the rain the deck Is fear
fully slippery. AS a matter Of fact |
| have just succeeded In picking myself
| up from It."
| Dolly laughed softly and plunged FIVE
rose tipped fingers through a tumbled
| heap Of sun blond hair
! You haven't changed at ALL" she re-
marked, slipping deftly into the most
convenient chair.
Sanford regarded her closely for the
| space of half minute, Il light that
was not unfamiliar there leaping swift
ly to his eyes
| NO he said, quite grave; mot the
| least bit-not in any respect
| Dollys lashes. long, blue black, flick
| cred momentarily over the smoke col
ored eyes. Not really?" she questioned
In a musing tone
| "And you Dolly" he pursued alert
tentative you have not changed ell
Their, | presume?' He took the camp
stool opposite her.
minutes pause, broken only by the
rush and swirl of water against the
sides of the ship
Presently Dolly glanced up. II have
not changed Billy" she replied. Her
voice was low. sweet, easy. Her gaze
slipped dreamily out to the limitless
expanse of quivering, jeweled water.
For some time both We're silent
studying the truculent breakers with
| retrospective eyes
And 10y that | am to infer that you
will never
Tin afraid | never SHALL" responded
she.
Sanford smiled, tri1e automatically
and looked down at his strong, sea
tanned hands
"Still in the quest Of the ideal, | see, :"
he observed after little, his keen gray
| eyes shifting transiently along the deck
rail.
80 to speak," acquiesced Dolly, fol
lowing his gaze.
zone might just as well chase rain
bows grumbled Sanford digging
clumsily into his pocket for a cigar
MAY Il" he inquired politely.
Dolly nodded. catching her full lower
lip under a curved row of milk colored
teeth. ITO judge by your remark" she
commented, with a sudden infection OF
ire, zone would think that | was-am
| --a-that'--
Not at ALL corrected he emphatic
ally. Very brilliant persons frequently
foster illusions. 1t is an infallible sign
OF a theosophic mind though common
ly speaking He broke Off lamely.
"Ye-es?'
"Well, a mistake, | should say"
People learn by mistakes"
But scarcely ever profit by them,
| Experience generally comes too late
for-the train"
IDEAS conceded Dolly after pause
| LAS to-
ideals, of course
And may ask-you would not mind
telling me whether you are any nearer
the-whether you have really lie
looked at her helplessly. a shadow OF
dwindling hope across his face
| Nr>t tom Oh, -
some abruptness
Sanford smoked complacently for sew
era seconds The sun dropped steadily
in the west, casting Il weird copper
| glow over the thin, Keen expressive
| face. Dolly watched him furtively for
little, her gaze gradually shifting to
the great plunging emerald columns of
sea water, scattering sheets Of opal
spray and filing the air with salt fra
GRANGE.
what takes you to New York, VII
liamF" she asked after awhile, with
sudden assumption Of casual interest.
Sanford did not at once reply. \
queer little smile developed about the
corners of his mouth as he looked at
her half averted profile.
A long silence ensued. When Dolly
looked toward him again, there We're
tear traces in her eyes. She held out
her hand
Let me congratulate you, won't
| you?" Her voice was studiedly low to
hide its meaning. "Who is the--the
lucky girl, BillyT
'The woman ! love" he replied sen
tentiously, drawing her fingers into
both his hands and holding them close
Dolly flushed, snatchng them away
sharply.
DON'T she cried. fists mean
Of YOU
by the way Dolly" asked Sanford.
what are you going TO New York
for?"
She regarded him narrowly for an
| instant through contracted lids,
why I'm going TO be married, too"
| she returned, with a wee laugh. And
| its-a-a sort Of disgrace, Billy" she
hurried on 1--WE half n mind TO tell
you the truth about it,"
DO"
The man-I-well. it's some one I've
| been writing to for long time | live