The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1906-11-29

new leaf and get up to breakfast, will
you do something for me?"
His face glowed with enthusiasm and
something else.
There's nothing in the world ]
wouldn't do for you, Dorothy"
"Well, I'll get up to breakfast and
make an effort to be on time if you
will part your hair in the middle"
"What?"
eyes: it's the only flaw I've discov-
cred in you. Tom. l can't bear hail
parted on the side. It's so old fash
Toned"
"But I'd look perfectly idiotic with
my hair parted in the middle" he pro
tested. appalled, at the prospect.
"Now you can see" she cried in tri
umph. with dancing eyes, show strange
Ii y-3U'1 seem to me to get up in the
m0,o'ing"
YH.2 saw that this was his hour, and
he ''.et it Unfnchingly.
as q compact, Dorothy. I'll part
az '.ir in the middle or anywhere If
vow VII get up in the morning and oc-
caG:oAally consult timepiece."
ThCt same evening Dorothy received
the fist piece Of advice ever bestowed
up her by her adoring father
you are quite grown up, Dorothy ~
ne suggested gently, land don't you
think you should be a little more sys-
tematic or punctual in your mode of
iife:"
Get tn, Brutev" she thought, saying
aloud: Say no more, papa. I have
promised Tom to get up to breakfast
every morning and that l would try
and be on time generally"
"You have?" he exclaimed in surprise
and with the thought that she surely
must love Tom.
eyes, for consideration. He is to
part his hair in the middle"
'Tom Dalton part his hair in the mid
die! I'd as soon. think of Abraham
Lincoln dressed as Little Lord Fauntle
roy"
This comparison amused Dorothy,
and she began to wonder how Tom
would look.
1--WE in-ted him to breakfast with
Us tomorrow, SO we will have an OPP
portunity to see how his hair becomes
him.
Dorothy did not face the next morn
ing in a spirit of buoyancy. She came
into the dining room listlessly and
with a feeling that life was a desolate
waste.
Her father and mother were already
at the table, and Tom soon entered,
looking sheepish and conscious. An
unwilling smile of amusement was
forced back by Dorothy as she looked
at his hair and expression. 1t was in
congruous. but she was not going to
admit it,
Her words were few, her voice sad,
her manner martyred throughout the
meal. When later Tom came to take
her for drive she was patiently and
dejectedly waiting for him. In the
evening she was again on schedule
time
Three days of methodical life drag
ged on, and then Tom felt that he could
no longer endure the new life and the
surprised glances at his head
Dorothy" he said impetuously, you
seem unhappy. Will you tell me why
Is it coming to breakfasts"
"No. Tom" she replied, with a little
laugh that was more like a sob. II
think it's your hair. l can't bear to
look at you" and she burst into fearful
laughter.
Dorothy, darling" he said, II am
glad you can't Let me, too, make a
confession. l have learned that your
most delightful trait was your blissful
disregard of time To come in from
the city where man, woman and child
were on mad rush for trains and
see your delicious oblivion to the
twelve figures on a timepiece was most
restful."
Then shall we go back to our old
life?' she cried joyfully.
"Yes-or will you begin new life
with me, Dorothy?''
without breakfasts" she asked en-
treatingly
Without breakfast" he replied SOL
EMMY