The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1910-09-22

LETT him. He-wel1Er must dress!
Rose-don't be outrageous-but he
does need lesson!"
Dinner went off conventionally
enough Rose tried the sweet, fem.
mime, dependent role she usually
played till she decided on what the
game was to be! She drew DIR. Tran.
som out about himself and he was,
naturally, deeply interested. Her
questions about his work and plans
were, in fact, SO intelligent that the
young man twisted his broad shoul.
ders. and turned his fine brown eyes
on his neighbor in some surprise
she didn't look like much but frail
plaything-he especially disapproved
of yellow curls. And in the cheek
nearest him he marked deep and
restless dimple. Her hands were lit.
/ tie and delicate. She was very slen.
der. He wondered if she knew how
to take care of her health ?-probably
not. He was sure of it when, in the
drawing room after dinner, he noted
the scandalous height of her small
heels. He determined to advise her.
That was the beginning.
DIR. Transom played the piano we'll
Induced by Jimmie. who knew all
his friends PAGES, he played some
Beethoven, some Bache-then a lit
tie Chopin-the latter because he
thought Miss Rose Thorne might care
for lighter music. She sat where he
could see her by side glance. She
vas not amused, evidently. Finally
she sauntered over to him and asked:
Cant you play something lively
a gypsy dance, or some ragtime?"
Her eyes were innocent, and he
stared at her in dismay But Jimmie
Reverton grinned and pushed him
from the STOOL
I'll play" he laughed. You're
too solemn. Pull. up rug or two
there, Jimmie. Now, Rosie, give us
step On two
To the young doctors scandalized
fascination the girl rose, and to the
Wild time of the hosts gypsy music
began whirling dance He could
not take his eyes from the pretty
witch in her gauzy blue dress. At
last. half exhausted, she stopped sud.
denly and came painting to sit beside
him. He thought angrily that the
exercise was bad for her heart: that
some one should look after the girl,
and that he would try to coax her to
wear common-sense shoes-he would
do that auch good during his stay
and she was little more than a child.
He wondered at Jiinmie's letting the
girl do so unfit thing. On the
strength of his concern for her un.
protected situation he asked her to
drive with him next day.
] The doctor had been coaxed to stay
on a month at the Riverton place,
and Rose began trailing him to the
best of her practised ability. while he
told himself that he was looking after
her properly. She rode and walked
and drove with him. He found she
could do most things that he could,
and many that he could not; the in.
telligence of her sympathy surprised
him, and he always intended to speak
to her about the folly of her ways.
She delighted him when she did what
he least approved of-even to wear.
ing high heels and dancing.
So he forgot his career, Miss Mi.
nerva, Boston, his mother, and the
universe. And, finally, he forgot
himself: At least that was the opin.
ion of his family-before they really
knew Rose,
One of the signs of the doctors all.
ment was that he began to forget
to write home, and had already
lenthened his proposed stay to a
week past it's supposed bounds.
Back In the east his mother went
to call on Minerva No; Miss Far.
eigh had not heard from him for
some time. Minerva had long been
tacitly considered daughter in the
family. Not that Everett had made
love to her-he did not know, in fact,
what love was. nor how to make it
not until he met Rose. And now that
ne mad met her, he did not know that
ne was making love. nor was he
aware that he had learned one of
loves hrst lessons-blindnessS to the
world and forgetfulness of self Like
the ostrich, hiding from his enemies
by thrusting its head in the sand, he
was hiding from his own heart. Mrs.
Iransom wrote her son long letter.
he replied, saying he was enjoying
himself and really had decided to
stay another week or two-in fact. he
would not say Just when he would re.
turn. 80
4 Then It was that his mother packed
E lTQnk and decided that g little trim