Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1908-02-20

where anxiety concerning results be-
came, to certain extent, lost sight of
in sense of present Importance as
wonderful case"
That evening Dorla saw the doctor
pacing to and fro under the trees out
side and went out to question him.
care you sure to cure Aunt Pene-
lopez"
There's no reason to doubt it,
Dorla. Dorla! I like that name-so
odd and qaint. No one would even i'm
agine what to expect in girl named
Dorla. l am privileged to call you
that, too, because we are cousins, you
know"
"One of the pretty fictions of our
childhood"
"You admit it was pretty? Don't
let it die, then; keep it alive; there's
little enough that's beautiful in most
of our lives
She looked at him furtively. Hel
was of the type that melancholy en-
hances and for the first time, Dorla
realized that he was not only distin-
guished-looking, but handsome.
There was only brief half hour Of
this exquisite companionship, for when
Dorla rose to go, he did not attempt to
detain her. But he knew, as he laid
his head upon the pillow that night,
that something out of the ordinary
had befallen him. He realized that
the former desultory chapters of his
| life had come to an abrupt and sudden
| close, and it's real story had begun.
ne who had hitherto felt contempt for
| Cupid's arrows and considered him
| self we'll defended against their at
tack, had been taken default de la
cuirasse, as the French say, and
| wounded sorely.
In the days that followed, when
| Aunt Penelope began to experience
| the joys of returning health, DR.. Pen
dleton's fame, trumpeted by her, went
! abroad through all that region.
One day, weeks later, when the
three were together in the sitting
room, and the doctor had pronounced
| her discharge from treatment, adding
that he must soon be getting back
to town. Aunt Penelope cleared her
| throat preparing to make a bold and
daring speech, and screwed her cour-
age to the sticking place as be contin-
ued: "People'll call me 'Ananias'
after reading the card on my door
that says, Back soon.
Il suppose no one has read your
card" said Dorla with painstaking
frown contracting her brows as she
counted the stitches in her wild rose
embroidery, between the words.
DR.. Pendleton turned scarlet at this
pert little remark. No man wishes to
be considered failure by the wo1n-
an he loves.
"And their own loss, too," inter-
posed Miss Stannard, soothingly.
Bruce" began she with some little
trepidation, why go back at all?
The towns are crowded with doctors
of established reputation, who seldom
go away and never die. What room Is
there for you younger fry? Why not
settle down here, marry Dorla and all
of us live together? There's plenty to
support us all"
Up to this time DR.. Pendleton never
had had the courage to plead his case,
but his aunt's words seemed to inspire
him Then in few words, with
| mighty force, he submitted to her his
case.
Not until half-smile touched her
face dared he to draw her shrinking
figure toward him and lift, to meet HE
kiss, the blushing face she strove to
cover with her hands.
And at supper time everybody-in-
Guiding Aunt Penelope-looked SO "a.
dainty blissful that Pomona, whose
right name was Aurelia, declared TO
herself in confidence: I'll bet cooiy
there's something up!1