Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-08-14
THE IDEAL DOROTHY
 by GEORGE HORTON, Aafhes ef Liks Aasthsr Hslsn.s
Copyright. by Joseph B. Bowlss.,

 City Directory as "A. Quintner clerk war Department" and that brief bi- oerapny gave very correct estimate ol n relative importance in the com nunity, He was one of several thou sands in similar positions who left tneir houses at certain hour in the morning, performed various duties and Ecturned at fixed hour at night.
 ne was bachelor, was A. Quintner, 70 years of age. retiring and timid, witn brown hair. slightly silvered at tne temples, a fiorid complexion, and snasgy eyebrows. He was big man, ne dressed neatly. his manners were grave and polite. and he walked with 1ne aid of corkscrew Manzanita cane.
 A. Qufntner had never married be- cause of an ideal.
 Tn early youth he had supposedly tound the incarnation of that ideal; a laii' Iair woman, with a form as grace lui as the stem of lily, a low, broad lorchead, arching eyebrows, an oval face, serious. truthful, tender eyes. Ex- quisite refinement seemed to emanate rom her like perfume, while gentle ness and angelic goodness looked from ner level, fearless glance, and spoke in every tone of her low, soft voice.
 This woman lied to him, played with ms heart as cat with mouse, and married disgusting old millionaire, whose very touch was contamination. Her husband died after few years and the widow made 1t very plain to A. Quinter that he might share the dead mans millions with her, but he pre- ferred to remain simply a elk" in the war department.
 But he did not lost faith in his ideal, as we shall see.
 one morning. as he was proceeding to his desk in the department. he looked suddenly into the face and eyes of woman who so reminded him of his youthful love that he nearly dropped his corkscrew cane in his agi- tation. He turned and gazed after her. Yes, there was the same graceful form, reminding him of the stem of lily. swaying in gentle breeze, the same massive coil of amber hair.
 Can 1t be-" he unused. But no. She is 40 by now, and this is a young woman. the same age that she was then"
 He called this woman, too, Dorothy, even though he did not know her name and had no desire to learn 1t.
 It seemed improbable to him that two persons so closely resembling each other and his ideal-this Dorothy and the Dorothy of long ago-should both be ignoble
 This opinion was confirmed the next morning when he observed her from his window bringing several bundles from the corner grocery, evidently pro- vision for the family breakfast The early air had touched her cheek with freshness. and there was joyous light in her eyes. which he concluded were gray.
 After a week, A. Quintner began to feel that he had something to coma home to nights. He was no longer en- vious of his two associates, one fat. the other a thin old man. both bald, who shared his once. As the hands of the clock crept around the dial to- wards half-past four. he also glanced impatiently at them. They-the two old men--were hungry for sight of their wives and babies, while he per- haps might get a glimpse of Her. Fail ing that, he should at least experience the sweet influence of her proximity, for she was sure to be in during the evening.
 Now, he enjoyed lowing acquaint- ancc with the servant next door, wo- man of about 70. with one colorless eye and a Socratic nose.
 He stopped and talked several times with Annie. holding his hat politely in his hand, out of deference for her, whose servant Annie was; and as he talked, his voice grew tender and he exhibited hesitation and embarrass- ment. When he was actually in con- yersation with Annie his purpose seemed preposterous for he realized that he had stopped the woman simply because she was her servant.
 He saw nothing incongruous in so much physical uslinsss serving % much beauty. It seemed to him rather the fate of women of Annie's appear ance to perform menial tasks for one upon whose face and figure God had set the seal of Queen.
 -There can DC no such thing as sem timent in the heart of a poor creature l,ke this servant" he reflected Tn the Ideal woman, beauty of soul. refined and delicate feelings. are associated with physical beauty. The latter is the visible and tangible expression of the former can talk with Annie without her even suspecting my sentiments for her mistress
 soon suitors. or. in more convention al language, "men friends" began to appear next door
 -Tnere's dozen of 'em." said Annie. bpe day. "and she wouldn't have any one of 'em. not If he vas the last man on earth. She'll turn 'em all away some flaw when her own true love comes a. r,s,n' m to the door,"
 .-Cheap literature reflected A. ou,p,uer. as he walked of. puts many .sux Idea. into the heads of the unen-