The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-11-15
Dorothy's
Dilemma.
BY CECILY ALLEN.
copyrighted, 1907, BY P. G. EASEMENT.

Have you a raineoat and a heavy
veil, Dorothy?' inquired Mrs. Dalrym-
pie anxiously.
Yes, mother" replied Dorothy me-
chemically without glancing up from
the time table from which she was
endeavoring to extract information re-
garding the trains to Oakdale.
"And plenty of money!
'Ioney-and my check book Real
". mother. you'll be asking me next, |
as you did in my old Sunday school |
DAYS. whether have clean handker-
chief" She tossed the time card aside
in despair.
There is no such train as a SOC"
81 lust knew it," walled Mrs. Dal-
rymple in a melancholy sort Of tri-
umph. II never should have tried to
take Cartoons message over the
phone A telephone does rattle me so"
Dorothy crossed the room and patted
! her mothers cheek reassuringly,
There, there, mumsey. don't fret
1 am now at the age Of discretion. If
you misunderstood Cartoons invita-
ton no great harm will be done.
know my way home, but I am sure 1t
must have been for this afternoon, for
the golf tournament is on tomorrow,
and they said all along that they want
ed me to be sure to see it,
The house telephone announced that
Miss Dalrymple's hanson was at the
door. And down to the hanson fitted
Dorothy, her mother attending her to
the very door OF the elevator.
II can't help feeling anxious about
this trip. dear" she murmured. Il al
ways do get things twisted over the
telephone"
Dorothy handed her bag to the obse-
quious colored boy and gave her moth
er a farewell peck of a kiss.
"Mumsey, If you don't stop worrying
about me we will both have nervous
prostration. Remember. I've been in
New York now three months and have
cut my wisdom teeth. Goodby, and
send my love to daddy when you
: write"
Admiring eyes followed Dorothy's
slender, 1.-THE figure out to the waiting
hanson. The clear eyed, whole souleC
|
with the hotel staff.
Western brains, breeze and bullion
but eastern breeding" the key clerl
remarked to the stenographer. And tn,
white faced stenographer sighed anC
+ wondered how it would feel to have
her face kissed by prairie breezes anC
1 her lot lightened by western made dol
lars.
Dorothy, all unconscious of the feel
! ings of envy and longing she had ex
cited in another's breast, leaned bacl
J in the hanson and thought how differ
emily this trip had been planned only
few weeks before. The Carleton Nor
|. gans, both golf enthusiasts, had al
ranged to entertain a house party a
their Oakdale home during the gol
tournament. There were to be eigh
congenial souls under q roof tree fs
nous for grateful shadows, conduciv
to matchmaking. To be sure, Doroth
did not play golf, did not even under
Il stand the mysteries of the game; bu
then, neither did Jimmy Morgan, brotl
. er of her host Jimmy said one enthr
n siast in the family was enough. Some
n body had to stay sane and play NOR
" important games. At the time
y spoke the game uppermost in his min
I" was the world old game of winnin
d hearts, or, more properly speaking,
d heart the heart of Dorothy Dalrympl
'e And for time it had seemed as If q
congenial house party with a tactfl
hostess was essential to bring matter
:, to q climax
"a Things were all coming his way whe
= the inevitable dam which will Gro
k. up in the course of true loves streal
r turned and twisted his plans in such
lie fashion that he sat at his desk OF
RS morning reading over and over Mi.
ar Dorothy Dalrymple's chillingly poll
8 regrets to his invitation for a little di
ner and theater party. 1t mattered n
what evil spirit had whispered unju
things in Dorothy's ear. Certain inst
N uations circulated among his friene
" that Jimmy Morgan would have goC
Of use Of Papa Dalrymple's genero'
lie bank account made that young ms
s, stiffen under her curt note like a We
d. Pointer before the officer Of the da
He would ask no explanation, and 81
offered none.
~ And here was the day of the houi
u party which she had alternately drea
- ed and anticipated for one long wee
a. Well, at least she would show Mr.. Mo
on gan that western girl did not wei
r. her heart on her sleeve.
of ''Oakdaler' shouted the conduct
just as she reached this laudable o.
cision.
She stood on the platform amid Il
=. bags which the porter had arranged
- her feet. Various carriages ana cai
- ranged up beside the depot, but tnei
no was no sign of a messenger from u
~ Carleton Morgans. Yet she had maj
pc the 3:16 train, the nearest hour 10 L
~ one named by her mother, 3:Oo.
u One by one the carriages, traps a.
III cars filed with residents or CUES