The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1906-12-19

new leaf ard get uD to breakfast, will
you do something fov me?"
His face glowed with enthusiasm and
something else.
There's nothing in the world
wouldn't do for you Dorothy"
"Well, III get up to breakfast and
make an effort TO be on time If you
will part your hair in the middle"
"WhatY
yes it's the only flaw I've discov-
cred in YOU Tom. can't bear hair
parted on the side. It's so old fash
loned."
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. "how strange
it would seem to me to get up in the
mornngw
Tom saw that this was his hour, and
he met it unflinchingly.
ITS compact. Dorothy I'll part
my hair in the middle or anywhere If
you will get up in the morning and oc-
casionally consult a timepiece."
That same evening Dorothy received
the first piece Of advice ever bestowed
upon her by her adoring father.
"You are quite grown up. Dorothy
he suggested gently. and don't you
think you should be a little more sys.
tematic or punctual in your mode Of
life"
"'Et tn, Bruter" she thought, saying
aloud "Say no more. papa. 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.
"Yes. for a 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.
"I've invited him to breakfast with
us tomorrow, so we will have an op-
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 feeling that life was 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 We're 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. viii you tell me why!
Is it coming to breakfast"
NO Tom" she replied, with little
laugh that was more like a sob. 81
think it's your hair ! can't bc9r TO
look ut YOU" and she burst into fearful
laughter.
Dorothy, darling" he said, II am
glad you can't Let me. too, make a
confession. | 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 timepiece was most
restful"
Then shall we go back to our Old
Iife" she cried joyfully
"Yes-or will you begin new life
with me, DorothyY
without breakfast" she asked en-.
treatingly.
Without breakfast" he replied sol.
EMMY.