The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1905-02-01

genius. but he was certain that Doro-
thy was the dearest girl he ever saw.
What was this sudden fight Of genius
that had caught her away from earth
and set her like n fixed star in the sky,
and where was the Jacobs ladder
which he might mount TO bring her
down. and had he a right to do this?
Il should think he would want ID
see me. l should think he would call
He has never come since that check
came. Oh. that story wrote, and the
thousand stories l can't writel hate
them ALI"
Then Dorothy would think Of the
look she had seen in DR.. Felix's eyes
that beaming, klndling glance OF his,
and she thought she would rather see
that than all the grand sights OF Garth
or sky. She would rather hear his
voice and his laugh than all the BIRDS
songs and wind dirges which the poets
describe.
One day when Dorothy's mother had
turned the key in the study door
Dorothy stepped out of the window
and struck out for some woods near
her home Once under cover OF their
shadow she drew long breath, she
took of her hat and loosened her hair
and started up stream. following the
course of the brook through the
woods over the meadow beyond, then
up the hillside; steep it grew and steep
er: until the brook became a babbling,
sparkling waterfall, as it came over
the great rocks. II was a romantic
place, and here, if ever a poet ought
to have had poetic thoughts Alas, for
Dorothy. She had but one She looked
at the catnip in the crevice and
thought of her sick kittens. She Just
put her little white teeth into the
wa ter crosses she had r,ckcd, and de-
youtedly wished she had some bread
and butter with them; then she took
her last scribDled bit of a poem cut
cf her belt tore the manuscript into
fine bits and dropped them into the
wafer As sne was watching the last
one disappeag in the shadowy distance
she saw a man come around the angle
of the rock He was wading in the
brook, a fish basket hung around his
neck and a rod in his hand. He wore
a great hat and had queer wet-water
costume from head 10 foot. Bat Doro-
THY knew him afar of and her heart
gave leap, though she looked as calm
as a lily As for DR.. John Felix, in
spite of the cold brook water he
turned as red as a peony and his eyes
shone as he lifted the Zap Of n.g hat
and looked at her
Hello" he faltered. rs it youT'
Dorothy nodded and waved her
hand; she hoped he would not see how
glad she was She looked up SO quiet
ly when lie came eagerly up the 1ank
to her, and she made HIM go back
again into the water and get the cat
nip out OF the creyice, and sae laughed
outright when he lost his eeoting and
went all over in the deep pool but ghs,
sobhed Historically because he did not
colie up right away. and sne took her
handkerchief and wiped the water Off
his face, though her own face was
! streaming with tears, and without in
tending to she called him my dear
boy" and he said, you are the dear
est girl, Dorothy and he took her in
his arms for good hug, though she
was great genius and he dripping
with cold brook water. 4
What will become Of the poetry and
the stories when we are marmedT ne
asked when they were sitting together
upon the sunny rocks, happy lovers in
spite of wet clothes"
Il haven't an idea, John; but Ts
marry You and find OUT
Mrs. Greenhlll yielded to the irevi-
table as gracefully as she could, es-
pecially since it turned out that DR..
Felix had lately come into a fortune.
She wore a new velvet gown to the
wedding; it was Dorothy's present to
her from the proceeds of her second
accepted manuscript For strange to
say, when Dorothy's heart was free
and her fancies light and sweet and
happy in the bloom of love, she began
to write again and the publishers sant
checks once more. And after size was
Mrs. John Felix and had a sewing ma
chine and made a world of pretty lit
tie frocks and gowns she still wrote
stories to her hearts delight, but nry-
er until she had lived them herself
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