The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1905-01-06
most terrified her. Hs strobe back to
the barn. and Dolly. gazing after, HIM.
read resentment in every line Ok HE
figure. - s.

Myra. Then the girls both came out
and called to their father. He talked
with them a few minutes and then re-
turned to the barn. .&5..z
Say, boys" he announced. "It's too
you're all tired out anyway. You can
stay all night and we'll tackle it in the
morning. The, girls say they will get
up a dance if you'll stay" sss4g
"Well! l should say we would!" ex-
claimed Walt, going toward the house
where Dolly was busy at the telephone.
She had sounded a general call and
Twas inviting everyone who responded, !.
"Oh, DOLL" said Myra, who stood
near the window. There goes Burton
down the lane. He doesn't understand.
You run and tell HIM and I'll call up
the rest of the folks" 49,. ~ 10 o..
i Dolly flew down the lane. 60
/ Burton" she called, in OBTAINING
J voice.
!, He stopped and waited for her to
overtake him, but his voice was stern
: and incorporating. g.. =.
Aren't you going to stay to the par
ty, Burton?''', she asked. -.
NO." he said, resolutely. 80.
| "Oh, why cot, Burton?" J.
/ ''You know don't Dance" he said,
tstif1y, as he walked on q few steps.
Then he paused irresolutely and came
| back to her. "a,
You know, too," he said, deflantly,
that I won't stand hanging around
and seeing you dance with Walt
Symonds,, or anyone else for that mat
| ter"
Dolly stood silent for a moment.
Their usual positions were reversed.
He had the whip hand now and she
was tongue-tied. She did not know
what to say. This was unlike her other
experiences. She turned and went
homeward, and he continued his way,
hating himself, Dolly and everyone,
wishing the engine had broken down
mile away and that Walt had never
laid eyes on Dolly.
Meantime Dolly's heart was beating
fast and foolishly. She had admired
Burton when he moved the engine,
and she loved him when he glowered
at her just now.
'He isn't like the Others" she
thought, shaking her golden-crowned
head. II mustn't make him too jeal-
GUS"
When Burton, with bitter thoughts
and respondent face, was finishing his
evening work the young son of one OF
Farmer Lewis tenants came up to him.
"Halloa, Burton! Here's a note Doll
sent you and she wants n answer
Burton took it and read with beat
ing heart: 800
Dear Burton: If you will come to
the party to night won't dance with
Walt Symonds or anyone else. I'll sit
out all the dances with you. You see
how badly I want you to come. -,
-,"DOLLY."
He wouldn't let himself hope-yet!
"Ill find cut if she is fooling me
before l go in the house again" he
thought, as he wrote the following re-
ply:
Dear Dolly: Meet me in the cross
road where the machine broke down.
want to tell you something before
come to the party. b. q.
He found her waiting at the place
he had appointed. She was leaning
against a cord of wood that was neatly
piled by the side of the road.
dolly" he began, abruptly, "you
know I love YOU"
mo, DON'T" she replied, hastily.
what" he said, sternly.
"Well-I didn't think so until this
afternoon"
"You knew it when you told me Walt
had asked your father if he could
come to the house?'
yes"
what did you tell me that for? To
show me there was no hope? And yet
you say you won't dance with him to-
night?"
ooh. Burton! He Is coming to see
Mvra. She was there at Horkerston
visiting, and he has asked father to
come and see her..
"Dolly!" reproachfully. "Why didn't
you tell me so thi afternoon?
IL don't know"
Dolly" implO.lnEly, 10 you Ao'e
me?"
r-don't know! Wait until I think
about it,
He lifted her suddenly in his arms
and seated her on tho woodpile and
stood directly in front Of her, her face
thus brought on a level with his.
"No! I'll know now. I've been q
long while getting my courage up to
ask you, Dolly, but I AM not going to
be trifled with and kept on the rack as
you have kept the others.
She looked into his strong, deter
mined face, and little thrill went
through her, but she wanted to prolone
the situation.
"How can 1 tell, Burton-up here?
Take me down"
NO." he said, stubbornly.
Cant you help me find out, Bur
ton," she asked, demurely, with look
that sent the blood like wine through
his veins.
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