Evening star., 1909-06-26

Too bad. Been here all summer with
her an had moonlight an all that sort
OF thing to your favor. | shd think II
YOU was ever goin' to make her fall in
love with you-''
Il know" interrupted Jack. soberly. Il
counted on all that, but
| Not yet. Sometimes I'm afraid l never
| shall. But | shant give up. All my life
l shall care for her and try to make my
self worthy of her. whether she ever
| gets to caring or not"
| Good book talk. commented the
| Fighter. but it has a kind of a square
sound to it, too. Well. good luck to you
You can't say I haven't given You all
the chances there was
| Il appreciate it. sir an.wered the
| boy. And soon or late l mean to win
II asked her once more since we came
up here-it was about a month ago. But
| 1t seemed to make her unhappy. And |
don't want to spoil her summer, so
| am waiting I'll wait for years, if
have to. Some day she may learn to
care"
| These fellers around here-these
youngsters that's. spendin' the summer
\ at the hotel" queried Caleb. Isn't IN
t'rested in any of them. is she
/ Il think not. sir. She's nice to all
of them, just she IS to me. And
there isn't another girl half SO popular.
But l don't think she cares I'm sure
she doesn't
| Conover wondered why Hawarden's re-
port gave him an indefnable sense of
relief. He thought the matter over for
a moment: then shook his head.
| Were keepin' 'em waitn',' he said.
| slapping his hair with the heavy military
! brushes on his table. Come along
! AS he tl9ned to leave the canvas cur
tains slowly parted and a gold-rei col
| lie stepped into the tent. He glanced
about him with the air of one quite
at home and proceeded, with majestic
friendliness. to walk across to where
Conover stood.
Whats the measly dog doin' in here?"
at the visit.
why, it's Rex answered Jack. as
though that statement explained every
! thing He goes wherever he wants to.
Desiree thinks the world of him..
Caleb, Modified. moved nearer to the
dog and proceeded to pat the downy fur
of his head
Rex without the least appearance of
rudeness. moved quietly away.
That's like all dogs grumbled Con-
over. ANIMALS just natch'lly hate me.
I don't know why, unless maybe because
I don't like 'em. What's he got in MS
His ball" laughed the boy; He ; al;
out the other day that he's stolen at
least eighty tennis balls this season. He
has them planted all over the place
one under my bed. another in the hotel
woodbox. and so on. Then. whenever he
gets lonely, he roots one of them out and
hunts up somebody to play ball with
him. And we usually do it. / don't
know why"
They had left the tent and were walk
ing along the wooden path toward the
dining room, Rex trotting just in front
of them and making them adjust their
pace on the narrow fOotway to his At
the walks end the dog suddenly bolted
AMI. with ears tucked backward and tail
flying, scampered across to where De
stree was just emerging from the
Hawarlen cottage Caleb joined the girl
and her chaperon and the quartet start
ed once more to the dining room. Con-
over and Desiree led the way, Rex
placidly thrusting himself between them
as they walked.
Don't you think he's heauty?" asked
Desiree. "He's-oh, lookv'
A baby. perhaps two years old. was
weaving a tortuous way, under convoy
of her nurse. toward the tents. At sight
escort and made wild, toddling rush
for the dog. Six feet away from him
she halted, a gold and white fluff of ir-
resolute bahyhood. scared at her own
proach and stood waggng his +ail.
patiently awaiting the next move. The
baby. eyeing him with furtive longing,
made the first advance.
How -do?" she said, politel.-, ducking
her head in a propitiatory obeisance at
the marvellous gold-red creature in her
path
AS Rex did not reply to the salutation
in any language she could understand,
the baby repeated her remark. shade
more obviously
You darling little thing.'' cried
Desree. Hes forgotten how to talk or
he'd answer YOU You want to pat him,
don't you? He won't bite. Come along
See, I'm holding him for you," and she
buried one white hand in the warm fur
of the dogs neck.
CTo be continued tomorrow)