The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1911-10-05

herself in one of the dresses of Man.
dalay" lay on the table near Dan, and
he picked it up. She smiled at him
enchantingly from the cardboard
across which was written in her big
dashing hand: For the Boy from my
Town. Lefty Lane"
Dan glanced up at Mrs. Higgins.
"Why, that looks as though this
We're for me-
The dressing woman nodded. Miss
Lane thought she would be able to
see you today"
The picture in his hand, Dan gazed
at it rapturously.
I'm from Blairtown, Montana,
where she came FROM"
$50 she told me, sir"
He laid the picture back on the
table, and Higgins UNDERSTOOD that he
wanted Miss Lane to give it to him
herself She led hin affably to the
door and affably smlel upon him.
She had a frill in her hand, Thin
BILE on her finger, and lot of needles
In her bodice She looked motherly
and useful. Blair liked to think of
her with Lefty Lane. He put his hand
in his pocket, but she saw his gesture
and reproved him quietly: mo, no,
sir, please, never do. l am just as
much obliged" and her face remained
so affable that Blair was not en-
barrassed by her refusal His parting
words were:
Now, you make her take care OF
herself"
And to pie Sc him, as she opened
the door s. pleasantly assured him
that she aid 10 her very best.
Dan ent out OF the Savoy feeling
that ) had LETT something of himself
behi d him in the motley room of an
actress with IT'S perfumed atmosphere
ii roses and violets. The photograph
which he had laid down on the table
seemed to look out at him again, and
he repeated delightedly, THAT one
was for me, all right! I'm the boy
from her town and no mistake" And
he thought of her as she had lain,
ifelessly and pale on the dressing
room sofa, under the touch of hired
hands, and how, no doubt, she had
been lying in her room when he called
today, with shades drawn, resting be-
fore the long hard evening, when Lon
don would be amused by her, delight
ed by her, charmed by her voice, by
her body and her grace. He had
wandered up as far as Piccadilly,
went into a florists and stood before
the flowers. Her sitting-room had been
full of roses, but Dan chose some
thing else that had caught his eye
from the window-a huge country bas-
ket of primroses, smelling of the earth
and the spring. He sent them with
his card and wrote on it, ITO the Girl
from My Town." and sent the gift
with pleasure as young and as fresh
as was his own heart.
He got no note of acknowledgment
from his flowers. Miss Lane was evil
IDENTIFY better and played every night;
no mention was made of her indispo-
sition in the papers. But Dan couldn't
go to the Gaiety Or bear to see her
make the effort which he knew must
tire her beyond words to conceive.
After few days he called at the
Savoy to get news OF her. He got as
far as the lift when going up in it he
saw Prince Poniotowsky. The sight
affected Miss Lanes townsman so for
chilly that instead. of going up to the
dancers apartment Dan took himself
off, and anger, displeasure and some
thing like disgust were the only SEN
timents he carried away from the Sa-
voy. He sont her no flowers, and gave
himself up unreservedly to Joshua
Ruggles and to a couple of men who
came in to see him by appointment
And when toward four o'clock he found
himself alone with Ruggles, Dan
threw himself down in a big chair d
looked intensely bored
We'll, 1 guess we don't need to see
Dan," Ruggles yawned with relief.
I'm blamed if it isn't as hard to take
care of money as to get it. l was
poor man once, and so was your ia.
Their. Those were the days we had
fun"
Ruggles took out big cigar, struck
match sharply, and when he had lit
his Henry Clay he fixed his gaze or
The flying London fog, whose black
curtain drew itself across their win
dow.
There's lot of excitement" Rug
giles said, Gin not knowing what you're
going to get; may turn out to be any.
thing when you're young and on the
TRAIL That's the way your father and
me felt. And when we started out on
the spot that's Blairtown on the map
today, your father had forty dollars
a week to engineer a busted mine and
to pull the company into shape"
Dan knew the story of his fathers
rise by heart, but he listened.
He took on with the mine lot OF
discontinued half-hearted rapscallions
"a whole bunch who mad failed all
along the line. He didn't chuck 'em
out. There's no life in old wood,
Josh, he said to me, but sometimes
there's fire in it, and I'm going to light
up and he did. He won over the