The White Pine news. [volume] (Ely, Nev.) 1906-1910, 1907-03-19
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to some urgent case. beg your par.
don, Miss Johnson.
1T is strange Dolores said slow
ly. Some way everyone listened
when Dolores spoke 'lt is strange, /"
she repeated. slowly and distinctly.
her voice filling every corner of the
long, i0S r0oll. He is my father;
why can | not see him! Why does
no one tell me of him? Surely | should
know They think cannot nurse my
father; do | not know his ways bet
ter than anyone ese's? Why can
not see him? Even he, with slow
motion of her hand toward young
Green. puts me OH when | ask about
him. You can tell ne ii you WILL"
Her solemn eyes were on DIR. Dun
widdie's face; she trusted him in
stinetively; she knew he would tell
her the ruth.
You shall see him." the doctor re-
Piled quietly, as though it we're
matter OF little moment He is sleep
ing now, Miss Johnson as soon as he
WAKES ycu shall see hfm. Your uncle
will be here this morning, but unless
your father is awake he cannot see
him. Are you ready. Charlie?"
Yes young Green replied, his
eyes on Dolores face. He crossed
over to her side as DR.. Dunwiddie
left the room.
Il am glad you slept last night.
Miss Johnson he said Il brought
this, thinking you might like to read
it. 1t is full of new facts regarding
the stars-they have discovered
new tar, or think they have. The
wise men of science are puzzling their
heads over it,"
The girls soul was in her eyes as
she lifted them to his as he stood be-
side her and his heart ached for her,
knowing the truth to which she was
shut out.
They will not let me see my faith
err she said, slowly, her eyes search
ing his face as though to read there
in why this thing should be.
lie smiled reassuringly, and laid
his strong hand over hers, resting
upon the dresser, though shadow
was in his eyes for very pity of the
tender. wondering face lifted to his.
I'VE are doing the best we can for
your father, Dolores, aud as soon as
he wallens you shall see him. You
believe me? | would not tell you an
untruth, you know And why should
IL"
Ie.I CHI gntA
the iashes dropped disappointedly
over the dark eyes. DO they think
could not bear to be told? can
nurse him as well as they and | am
willing ! believe you, but must
kno -
And | promise you" there was an
intensity in his voice that caused the
lashes To lift from the hidden eyes
and swift, sudden startled glance
met his. Il promise you, Dolores,
that you shall know You think we
are cruel. but we are trying to be
kindness itself, Dolores"
He left the book of which he had
spoken ON the dresser, and her fingers
closed over it as though it might give
her strength in the absence of the
stronger handclasp of her friend.
She lifted the book and clasped her
two hands around it, If Dora would
not do this she would not like her,
but she beli~-.ad that she would. All
women cared for the men of their
households when they needed care;
there was no reason why she should
be shut out from her fathers room.
The voice OF the nurse broke in on
her thoughts The tone expressed
great relief. Dolores fingers instinct
lively frightened around the book she
held.
Your uncle is coming. Dolores.
knew he would come. If Dora could
not come she would send for you. She
told me so herself. | am thankful he
is here.
A closed carriage stopped at the
gate; the & of powerful bays We're
covered in rubber blankets; their
hoofs were heavy with mud; the body
of the carriage was splaSfisd, the
wheels clog'~ed. When the dooH was
opened a gentleman alighted-a short,
stout gentleman wrapped In a rubber
coat. with high boots and a close
gray cap. He struggled. a moment
with the rickety gate, and then hur-
ried up the drenched walk.
Mrs. Allen tapped lightly on the
bedroom door. and Charlie and DIR.
Dunwiddie came out at once. whey
met the newcomer at the door with
Il few hurried words. Young Green
took his co, and hat, and hung them
in the entry to drip.
Dolores he'd not changed her posi-
ton: she stll stood at the dresser.
the book closely clasped in her hands
as though a friend. When her uncle
advanced toward her she eyed him
searchingly.
She was disappointed in him; there
was nothing remarkable about him;
he was short and stout; she did not
like. short, stout men; his face was
florid his hair red.
Placing his two hands on her shoul.
ders he turned her toward the light,
cycling her hcenly.
And this is Joe's girl" he said.
She dislilled him at once her wide
brown eyes met his blue ones square
ly, but the eager light had died from
them. they were cold and calm; he
could see no farther than the surface.