The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1910-07-29

fenced her to be shot. grumbled DIAL
ton TO himself His thoughts revert
ed TO the absent Miss Moore and her
sublime nerve in leaving this most in
capable slip of a girl In her place.
And still
He was glad!
Dalton, although uncomfortable In
the presence of pretty girls, was
most appreciative admirer-at dis
lance. The other sex, In a whole
some, honesty way, appealed TO him.
But hard struggle with fate had Civ
en- more frivolous youths with doting
I fathers and unlimited bank accounts
the advantage. When Dave Dalton
was financially able 10 rest from the
labors of his early years and take his
pleasure with the sugar-and-cream
youth of the land he found the mex
plicable fear In his heart that would
have been weaned away had he had
the time TO mingle with the fair sex
In early youth.
He watched them from a distance.
Despite the work turned out by this
girl substitute she was unusually fair
to look upon. Dalton revealed in her
presence, even though he writhed at
he's spelling, her punctuation, her
proneness to error.
A month passed. Dalton, now blind
ly accustomed to an extremely bad
stenographer, wondered at the pro-
longed absence of Miss Moore.
"By the way Miss Holly" He APP
preached the subject without symp-
tom of the bashful preamble that
would have weakened the phrase
some months before He and the slim
maid at the typewriter were on firm
footing of friendship. when is Miss
Moore TO return"
Results were surprising. Miss Holly
turned a painfully red face to her
employer, and her eyes were deep with
the old appeal.
Am lam I not doing the work
all right" The question quivered on
the sensitive lips of the girl. Dalton
strove his best to hide the telltale
| light In his eyes, as they rested upon
the becoming stain covering her
! cheeks.
why. certainly" he fastened TO as
sure her. "Only It seems to me that
she is taking an unusually long vaca-
| ton. Probably sly is making up for
lost time" he FASTENED to add. ANY
how, don't care. She has never been
away before, and-er-I rather like II.
She can stay as long as she likes"
To Dalton's amazement, the girl
flung her pretty arms recklessly down
on the protesting keys, and burst into
convulsive sobs.
In an instant the youth was out Of
his chair, and bashfulness and the
ethics of a we'll regulated business Of
fee forgotten, was on his knees beside
the girl, one firm arm about her.
"Do-d-don't." gasped the weeping
maid You don't know what l have
DONE"
But / don't CARE protested Dali
ton, the victim of conflicting emotions.
only for heavens sake stop crying.
You don't need to worry. You-you
can have Miss Moore's job. I'll dis
charge her when she returns Listen
gil, love you; I want you near me
always" He floundered wildly. Cant
you see how it Is? II want you to
marry me-
Through tear-misted eyes, the substi-
htute stenographer looked up at him,
suddenly calm.
81 must confess" she began tragic
ally, and resolutely thrust his arm
aside. "There-there is no Miss
Moore"
rs no Miss Moore- reiterated her
employer, namely.
mo-" gasped the girl. Mormon
no Miss Holly"
Never mind" soothed Dalton Tell
me some other time. You are hysteri'
cal, dear"
The girl flushed. Miss Moore was
ray aunt" she said, "and-and she
wanted to marry, and-and she did
and so there is no Miss Moore. She
told me to deceive you until / learned
to do the work better. l am sorry
all. really am am awfully sorry
Then, half reminiscently: Il didn't
know that any one could be as nice as
you"
II love you girl" Dalton's voice
was husky with emotion. Isn't that
reason enough for being good to you?'
"Ya-us," faltered the voice of the
maid. "But-but my name isn't Miss
Holly Il is Holly Moore"