The Red Cloud chief., 1913-09-11

tie feet and tucked them into blue
satin slippers.
And how about Micky Doolon. B'd.
dy" Will you be glad to know that hs
has been hired to- take Andres place
here"
Bddys head vas bent over the
basin
TITS him that's worse than Andre!"
she burst out with sudden anger. A
telling me to my face that he didn't
ask me to marry him that night when
| heard him with my own lips-the
spalpeen!"
Lydia was startled. Told you he
didn't ask you to marry him" she
asked How could you make such
mistake, Biddy'"
Twas by telephone. ma'am. Sew
eral nights ago. answered 1t and
voice as plain as ever was Mick Doc
lan's said; That you Biddy?' 'Shure.
say |. and says he: 'Darlin, this ts
Mick. I've lost me nerve after all and
I'm askin' you this way viii ye7
marry me-you know | love yousc!
Just fast like that. ma'am. and says |:
Not II never married nobody all my
days and he muttered something and
rung on And went to the kitchen
and told cook and says she; Wake
up out Of that dream me girrul' hut
twas no dream. Miss Lydia. for he
asked me plain as could be.
Yesterday evening. IL being my
/ night of, he come around and asked
7 ,A I Mick
! Doolan. | told yez no last night and
meant 1t forever: and the villun up
and swore he never called me b! tele.
/ phone that night and that when he
asked me to marry him he'd look me
In the eye And asked him who was
it asking me 80 intimate, and he says
nasty.like that he'd like 10 know. tor
he'd punch him in the eye. And he
went away and it's two days and I've
never seen him since"
Lydia's face vas pale aud red by
turns. Her eyes shone like stars
Never mind. Bddy, | am sure there is
some mistake You know Biddy sounds
something like my own name-and-
perhaps vas expecting message
myself and | never received IT.
Bddy arose and looked down at her
pretty mistress There was relief and
shame in her comely face. 'Oh. II 1t
was for you. Miss Lydia. shall die OF
shame. for taking it to myself But his
voice was deep and rich like Micky's--
will say that for Mick. he didn't have
Il sQueaky French voice like Andre!"
Never mind. Biddy. it was a natu
raj mistake. and it has helped to make
things all right between you and
Micky, hasn't it,"
1T will. Miss Lydia. II he ever asks
me again." returned Biddy. rather dole
fully
He can't help It II he Is here all the
time" smiled Lydia. drawing the tele
phone directory toward her.
When she was alone she obtained
connection with hotel in Montreal
While she waited for Dick Fellowes'
voice. her heart beat tumultuously. and
the color came and went In her cheek,
At last 1t came. thin reedy call.
"Mr. Fellowes?" she asked.
"Yes who Ia it," came back the an.
swer.
Lydia Ford. Oh. Dick. did you call
me on the telephone Tuesday eve
ning?"
"You should know that I did" came
a little sharply.
"But I never got your message" she
cried.
What" he shouted.
She repeated the words. and added
the information that Biddy had re-
ceived the message and answered II
under the impression that it was from
a certain Micky Doolan.
That's ALL just found 1t out--and
I wanted you to know" she ended.
"Oh, Lydia. darling!" There was
, nothing sharp about his voice now
Shall come home now"
"If you want to-" she cried gladly
, Il am waiting for you"
|, Coming now-good.by. sweetheart!'
Copyright. 1913 by the Mcclure News
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