The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-10-19


first time a little unjust
The colonel talked TO him almost .
as a father and lent hopes of per /
mission to resign
When Gilmore was on his way .
to see Dorothy an hour later he |
met Smythc, who had previously |
heard an account OF the interview |
with the colonel NOW evidently some |
strange agi,atng thing had happen.
ed to Smythe, for he winked almost .
eyultlngly and neryously fingered |
several telegraph blanks on which /
he had written. He passed on and
handed over the blanks 70 an oper-
ator in the little telegraph Office.
As the operator grasped the import
of the messages he grinned cheer
fully and Smythe blushed.
Going to do it this afternoon,
eh?" the operator asked enigmatic-
ally.
Yes, ana if you breathe a word
Of i. I'll ring your neck said
Smythe ncrcely. IF her father
knew! Great Scott"
Meanwhile Gilmore saw Dorothy
The ankle was almost well again,
she told him, and then she plunged
into the serious matter at hand.
What is going to happen?' she
asked.
i hope in fact may say, that
| shall be permitted to resign on
account of illness" said Gilmore.
"Permitted - to resign, gasped
Dorothy, and disaster was in her
every tone. Give up your military
future?7
81 lied YOU know" said Gilmore
And they know it,"
"But thir is your last wear she
protested
We'll. i, isn't my fault, you know, "
he began. Then, as she flushed:
no. cont mean that it's any
body : fault, particularly yours, but
meant simply that was not anX-
ious to give up the career had
planned. except"
Then Dorothy wept, frankly and
/ copiously. and Gilmore stood help
/ lcssly by Suddenly, in the midst
OF her weeping, Dorothy straight
ened up and said:
"Oh!"
/ II might have meant almost any
thing. Then she smiled.
I've an idea she bubbled.
Gilmore had. by this time, for
gotten all about the evils which be-
set him, in contemplation of that
wonderful creature, Dorothy
"Mv uncle. the secretary of war;
said Dorothy. talking rapidly, and
her face flushed Hes In Washing
ton. He's sort of a-a-something;
anyhow. he has an awful lot to say
about what they do at West Point.
Wen 90 to him and tell him and
then he'll fix it."
NO" said Gilmore. 1T wouldn't
be fair to you"
silly said Dorothy. and a charm
ing chin was uptilted defiantly. You
have nothing to say about it. I'll tell
him. He'll believe me; he always
does. I'll tell him how We happened
to be in your-your room-and every
thing
Gilmore was about to protest
again.
I'VE can take the 1:55 train to-
gether from Garrison and be in
Washington late tonight, and ar
range matters at once. You will 20.
was the cause Of it all, and now
I'll fix 1t. ] can wind NY uncle
around my finger-so.'
Gilmore looked upon Woman, ia.
diant, eager, and yielded. Perhaps
she might-it was no fault OF his
his career, too
Il hate to have you feel any way
responsible for what happened. ne
said "And of course, / would not
say l don't mind leaving West
Point, but I'm afraid you think J
behaved very badly"
Behaved badly?" she exclaimed.
1T was splendid OF you, perfectly
splendid. Meet me at the 1;55 train.
Cadet Gilmore went his way
treadng on air.
Telegram from Mrs. Laura Lang
lev Ashburton. aunt OF Eleanor Phil
lips to Mr. Andrew Phillips, father
OF Eleanor Phillips
2:3O p. m. West Point, Feb. "a.
Mr.. Andrew Phillips.
III Fifth Avenue, New York City
Eleanor has eloped with Cadet
C,,r.ho Oft Earri sons here AT