Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-09-03

thing. You will have to address your
conversation to me. Mr. Bliss. for don't
mean to let grandfather open his mouth
for q word"
At am merely a bird of passage"
answered. land am not to be persuaded
to address conversation to any one on
land for more than FIVE minutes. The
waves call me. and I ran over TO beg
you and Mr.. Mcclure 10 let me take you
rowing"
In Dolly's mind there was not the re-
hottest intention OF accepting my invita-
| tion. I knew that much at once. al
| though a polite and convincing excuse
sprang to her lips. But Mr.. Mcclure
changed the day by his prompt express
sion Of pleasure.
lust the thing" he cried. Dolly has
not had her usual outing today. ! win
leave her wholly TO your care. Mr.. Bliss.
while / sleep Off my recent reminder OF
mortal frailty. Run along Dolly"
Here IL evidence OF my value as Q
nurse" declared Dolly. playfully. In
three short hours my patient has sum
She rescued the ubiquitous sunbonnet
from oblivion beneath a scattering of pa
pers on the veranda table and permitted
Il TO dangle by fits strings from her hand.
"Au revoir, grandfather. dear she
said finally. ''Since you are sending me
away from you. you must spend every
minute in sleep"
She tucked a linen duster about the old
quickly imprinted a kiss upon his cheek.
her mood changing In an instant 10 ma
ternal tenderness
He smiled and patted her sunny hair.
my little Dolly" he murmured. And
did he add. or was IL only In my inias-
ination that heard: MY poor Dolly,
"Since il Is decreed that I am 10 he
helpless ladye fair. I might as well bow
gracefully 20 the inevitable" commented
Dolly after lowering herself into the
ND r>d h0uf hQfn II
her side at the pier. And she proceeded
to establish herself indolentiy In the
stern. please bring out your good cush-
ions. Mr.. Bliss. ! don't like these ex-
celsior things"
This establishment is bachelors:
therefore uncomfortable" answered:
There are no other cushions. but I'll
give you my coat"
Thanks. But a coat wouldn't suit me
at all since know there are other cush-
Tors. Haven't you explored the cup
bosrds in your boathouser
They are locked" I venVred. knowing
full well what q young woman OF Miss
Dolly's stamp would think or such an an
some from the house. You will please
excuse me for a minute.
But / won't excuse you. There are
plenty OF cushions In our boathouse."
Then with your permission Will bring
those. Is the door unlocked?'
Quite likely-but ] don't want those
cushions. On second thought 1 don't want
any but these. which are far more COM
Portable than I dreamed"
I marveied at the Inconsistencies or tho
feminine mind.
Very we'll" / said. as / pounded the
maligned cushions into a reclining seat
for my lady, then well make q start IL
you say so. You'll lose that sunbonnet
in the water II you're not careful
How dreadful that would be! To avoid
such a calamity I'll put II on" She tied
the ends of the strings at her throat ana
permitted the bonnet TO hang on nV
shoulders in the fashion that was becom-
ing familiar to me.
You don't know. perhaps. that the rea-
son / wear this absurdity so constantly"
she smiled mischievously. lis because my
complexion is being preserved for q
great event. According 10 my godmother
I'm TO be next winter what old MIR. Hut
ton calls a 'sas-i-ty' girl. She says
Dolly's face was very demure-'that m
cut out for one.
Really" / remarked. regarding her
theless. OF the resolute small chin. Il
fancy YOU would be rather dimcun 20
cut out into anything you didn't care 10
be-
And you think that don't care for
gay time-such as other girls have! -
The music OF her voice changed sud
denly with the last words, and the pathos
that crept In moved me strangely ana ser
me wondering.
IT think you will enjoy anything that
you make UP your mind to enjoy. whether
IL be ballroom or base ball. But IL You
wish my opinion as TO whether u IL the
life YOU would most enjoy. I might a.
well answer at once. No: decidedly no."
A curious expression played across tho
girls features
please tell mo why" she said.
For one thing. you are far more seri-
o,rs-rninded than you would have the
world believe" I answered. seixing at
random from the impressions formed by
my first study Of the GIRL
Indeed Knocked Dolly. but she fiush.
ed consciously.
Go bs continued tomorow) -