Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1905-02-16

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Say, boys" he announced. 'It's too
late to hnish this job tonight. and
you're all tired out anyway, You can
stay all night and wen tackle II in the
morning. The girls say they viii get
up q dance II you'll stay" 7vt
WE'LL should say we would" ex-
claimed Walt going toward the house
where Dolly was busy at the telephone.
She had sounded general call and
was 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 hmm and I'll call up
the rest Of the folks"
Dolly few down the lane.
Burton" she called, in OBTAINING
voice.
He stopped and waited for her to
overtake him, but his voice was stern
and uncompromising.
Aren't you going to stay to the par
y, Burton?' she asked.
No." he said, resolutely.
Z "Oh, why not, Burton?" j.
"You know l don't dance" he said,
stifly, as he walked on q few steps.
Then he paused irresolutely and came
back to her.
you know, tooI he said, defantly,
that won't stand hanging around
and seeing you dance with Walt
Symonds, or anyone else for that mat.
ter"
Dolly stood silent for 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
a mile away and that Walt had never
laid eyes, on Dolly.
Meantime Dollys 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. "ISmustn'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 note Doll
sent you and she wants n answer"
Burton took 1t and read with beat
ing heart:
Dear Burton; II you will come to
the party to night won't dance with
Walt Symonds or anyone else. III sit
out all the dances with you. You see
how badly want you to come.
tga DOLLY"
He wouldn't let himself hope-yet!
"I'lf find cut if she is fooling me
before | 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. O."
He found her waiting at the place
he had appointed, She was leaning
against cord Of wood that was neatly
piled By the side Of the road. M
Dolly" he began, abruptly you
know love you"
.No, / don't" she replied, hastily.
what" he said, sternly.
sWell-I didn't think 50 until this
afternoon"
s"You knew 1t when you told me Walt
had asked your father II he could
come 10 the house?"
Yes,
"What did You tell me that fort TO
show me there was no hopef And yet
you say you won't dance with him 70
nightf"
sOh. Burton! He is coming to -
Myra. She was there at Horkefstcn
visiting, and be has asked father 70
come and see her"
.Dollyl" reproachfully. Why didn't
you tsll me 90 this afternoon3"
~I-I don't know"
polly" implOringly. do you love
mef''
~I-don't knowl Wait until think
about It"
He lifted her suddenly in his arms
and seated her on the woodpile and
stood directly in front Of her, her face
thus brought on level with his.
mo! I'll know now. I've been .
long while getting my courage up to
ask you, Dolly, but ! am not going to
Be trifled with and kept on the rack ~
you have kept the others"
She looked into his strong, deter
mined face, and q little thrill went
through her, but she wanted TO prolong
the situation.
"How can tell. Burton-up here9
Take me down."
mo" he said, stubbornly.
cant you help me ind out Bur
ton" she asked, demurely, with look
that sent the blood like wine through
his veins.
For answer he put his arms about
her and kissed her.