The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1907-12-10
DOrOthy's
Dilemma.
BY CEcILY ALLEN.
Copyrighted, 1907. by P. @. EASEMENT.

yes. mother" replied Dorothy me-
chanically without glancing up from
the time tabie from which she was
endeaSoring % extract information re-
garding the trains to !Oakdale.
"And plenty of money!"
"Money-and my check book. Real
ly, mother, you'll be asking me next,
as you did in my old Sunday school
days, whether l have clean handker-
chief" She tossed the time card aside
in despair.
'There is no such train as a 3:06"
81 just knew itv walled Mrs Dial
rymple in a melancholy sort of tri-
umph Il never should have tried to
take CarIeton's message over the
phone. A telephone does rattle me So"
Dorothy crossed the room and patted
her mothers cheek reassuringly.
''There, there, mdmsey. don't fret
l am now at the~age of discretion. If
you misunderstood Cartoons invita-
ton no great harm will be DONE 1
know my way hcme, but l am sure it
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.
Il can't help feeling anxious about
rhis 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
or farewell peck of kiss.
''Mumsey. if you don't stop worrying
about me we viii both have nervous
prostration. Remember, Eve been in
New York now three months and have
cut my wisdom teeth. Goodby, and
senG 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 souled
western heiress was extremely popular
with the hotel staff.
Western brains, breeze and bullion,
but eastern breeding" the key clerk
remarked to the stenographer. And tn
white faced stenographer sighed and
wondered how it would feel to have
her face kissed by prairie breezes and
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 back
in the hanson and thought how differ
emily this trip had been planned only a
few weeks before. The Carleton Nor
gans. both golf enthusiasts, had ar
ranged to entertain a house party at
their Oakdale home during the golf
tournament. There We're to be eight
congenial souls under a roof tree IA
nous for grateful shadows, conducive
to matchmaking. To be sure, Dorothy
did not play golf, did not even under
stand the mysteries of the game; but
then. neither did Jimmy Morgan, broth
er of her host. Jimmy said one enthu-
siast in the family was enough. Some
body had to stay sane and play more
important games. Al the time he
spoke the game uppermost in his mind
hearts. or, more properly speaking, a
heart, the heart of Dorothy Da1rymple.
And for time it had seemed as If. no
congenial house party with a tactful
hostess was essential to bring matters
to climax.
Things were all coming his way when
the inevitable dam which will crop
up in the course of true loves stream
turned and twisted his plans in such
fashion that he sat at his desk one
morning reading over and over Miss
Dorothy Dalrymple's chiIlingly polite
regrets to his invitation for little din
ner and theater party. 1t mattered not
what evil spirit had whispered unjust
things in Dorothy's ear. Certain insin-
uations circulated among his friends
that Jimmy Morgan would have good
use Of Papa Dalrymple's generous
bank account made that young man
stiffen under her curt note like West
He would ask no explanation, and she
offered none
And here was the day of the house
party which she had alternately dread
ed and anticipated for one long week
Well at least she would show Mr. Nor
gan that a western girl did not wear
her heart ON her sleeve.
"Oakdaler' shouted the conductor
just as she reached this laudable de-
cision.
She stood on the platform amid the
bags which the porter had arranged at
her feet. Various carriages and cars
ranged up beside the depot, but there
was no sign Of a messenger from the
Carleton Morgans. Yet she had made
the 3:16 train, the nearest hour to the
one named by her mother, 3:06.
One by one the carriages, traps and
cars filed with residents or guests
More than one curious glance was aim
ed at the tall, well clad figure of the
puzzled girl. and then as the last pri-
vate vehicle rolled away she summon
ed small boy and had her luggage
carried to the village hack.
"Out to Morgan's? One dollar each
way" said the willy Jehu, carefully re-
framing from mentioning the fact that
he had seen the Morgans, QUILTED
with a suspicious number of bags,
leaving Oakdale by the 1924 train that
very morning.
And in his ancient vehicle did Dor
orthy arrive at the aristocratic door of
ne Carleton Morgans, there to be met
by an outwardly placid but inwardly
perturbed butler.
No: Mr. and Mrs Morgan were not
at home. They had gone to Southamp-
ton to spend the week end with Mrs.
Morgan's married sister. No; they had
left no message. No; the Oakdale golf
tourney was not until the next Friday
and Saturday. No; Mrs. Morgan's
maid was not in. She had gone with
her mistress to Southampton. Would
Miss Dalrymple stop long enough for
a cup of tea? 1t was raw day.
With the last statement Miss Dali
rymple agreed, but she did not care for
tea She wanted to get back to town,
not to tell her mother what she thought
of persons who got telephone mes
sages tangled up, but-well. just to
forget this double disappointment. OF
course there was enough to see and dc
in New York but she never had seen a
golf tournament, and it was embar-
RAISING to face this calm hammered
butler in the role of needless child
who had made a mistake about her in
vitation. And then there was Jimmy
Perhaps Jimmy might have had an ex
PLANTATION to offer, and now it was
pushed a whole week into the future
and weeks are long when love is