The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1910-06-23

morsefully. "She must be having 40
fits by shis time-but we won't keep
her darling long
Meantime Aunt Polly certainly was
causing little excitement. When she
discovered Poodles' loss she tainted on
til spot, then hurriedly regained her
equanimity and went in search of the
conductor to have the train stopped
thing he fatty refused to do. When
she had reduced Marie to ashes from
the heat of her wrath she finally Or
dered her off the train at the next sta
ton. This Marie refused to do, we'll
knowing that the old lady in her pres
emit state was no subject for lone trav-
cling.
| However, she did get out and telc-
graph to Jack Orth to the effect that
b. was to go post haste to the Grand
Central, find Poodles if possible. and
take the first traiu to Rye.
When they reached their destina-
ton Marie had partly consoled the old
lady with the hope that Poodles would
be returned undoubtedly. She spoke at
length on the collar which he wore in
which his full name and both country
AID city addresses were studded.
But when the noon hour struck and
the awfulness of Poodles' famished
condition smote her she broke out
afresh, and it was during this outburst
that her nephew arrived
Notwithstanding her refusal to meet
Sylvia Or to recognize his engagement
to her, Jack Ortiz was very fond of his
aunt. Knowing he was partly the
cause of her grief he took her into his
arms and consoled as best he could
For an hour or more she talked of
nothing else but the poor little empty
| stomach or the clinging helplessness
of Poodles.
Suddenly in the middle of her most
touching Renaissance beatific smile
fitted across Aunt Polly's face She
jumped up, forgetful of rheumatism
Of everything save the picture she saw
through the window
Jack, too, looked up Coming up the
path toward the house was very
trim. slender girl, and in her arm she
carried fat dog. Jack beat a COW.
ardly retreat behind the curtains of
the bay window just before the scene
started
The girl walked demurely into the
room, followed by Aunt Polly.
oh" cried the latter, my darling
Poodles- All alone in the big city
did it miss it's aunty?" She was fairly
In raptures over him when she remem-
bered the pretty girl who was the
means of his return to her. She rushed
over and took her, together with the
dog. into her ample embrace.
Where was the darling?" she
asked
He was wandering forlornly about
near the-a-near Forty-second street
and"
You are sweet, lovely girl to
bring him out to me so soon," dubbed
the old lady,
The girl smiled her demure, caress-
ing smile-the one that had won Jack
Orth's heart as well as the great audi
ences who watched her every move
ment
Il think it would take a very heart.
less person indeed not to see what a
lovable dog he is and to realize how
terribly you must have felt" She
squeezed the old lady's hand affection.
ately. why, almost hate to give
him up, even to you-he was so sweet
all the way out and hardly made a
whimper."
There emanated from behind the
curtain a. smothered laugh. The girl
turned and Jack Orth, looking through
a small aperture, saw an impatient
frown fit across her smooth brow.
Was Jack going to spoil the beautiful.
ly progressing plot, she wondered
Luckily Aunt Polly was busy hugging
Marie. who had entered at that mo-
ment, and was telling her to have
luncheon served.
you see am taking possession of
you," said Aunt Polly, without ques-
tioning the girls desire in the matter.
Il want you to stay while with me.
What is your name, dearie?"
"sylvia-Sylvia Night" fibbed the
girl, blushing slightly.
Sylvia? That's the name Of that
awful stage person whom my nephew
why? Where is Jackie must know
the glad news! Jack!" she called out
Yes, aunt" He came from behind
the curtain and hid his uncomfortable
amusement by wild enthusiasm over
the return Of Poodles.
Sylvia played her part well, having
cast but one glance at him from under
her long lashes. She realized that she
must carry the situation through force
Of will.
Aunt Polly beamed; she drew the
hesitating Sylvia over toward Jack
Orth.
Miss Night, this is my nephew-Mr.
Ortiz. Jack. this is the sweet young.
lady who brought back Poodles." She
looked at Sylvia coaxingly. Il want
you two to like each other" Then she
whispered in the girls ear, "He has