The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1913-03-20

DOCT0RING OF DOLLY
BY MAUDE J. PERKINS.


81 have almost danced the soles off
my slippers" said Dolly, looking down
at the bits of white satin glitterng
with fragile jeweled clasps.
you don't seem to consider that
yod are wearing yourself out at the
same time. You can get other Slip
pers, but it will be an entirely differ
ent matter to get health if you once
lose what You have"
Don't preach Phil! Forget for a
little while that you are doctor. You
want me to keep what you call my
beauty simply because you like to
look at pretty faces"
The young surgeon smiled. put it
well and strong"
why" asked Dolly daringly. ut
seems to me it would be to your ad-
vantage to have me i'll for long time.
OF course you know that | would be
your case
Il don't need patients. | have more
work now than | can do
Then | suppose | am to under
stand Phil" Dolly said coldly, that
even if l am i'll. you don't care for
my case. I'll try to remember and
warn mother not to call you"
why, Dolly you know better than
that. =
"Is this your dance, Mr.. Stafford"
Dolly rose to meet the tall young
man who had come up to them where
they sat in little alcove screened
with palms and tropical things.
See YOU at supper! Remember"
Phil called as she glided away across
the smooth floor
Perhaps" she answered evasively
over the tall young mans shoulder.
Phil stood watching her until she
was lost in the maze of dancers.
Somebody slapped him on the back.
He turned to face Jim Cowan's laugh
ing eyes. Jim was one of the older
men OF the crowd, a pleasure loving
bachelor whose millions had made
him the target for designing mothers
for many seasons.
Don't SINCE your wings about that
bright particular candle any more,
my good looking moth" he drawled in
his indolent way, "for she is sched-
uled to light up my gloomy establish
ment Pretty, isn't she?"
"All the girls look pretty tonight"
answered Phil, feigning ignorance.
Just which one are you honoring by
special mention?"
What a question! Dolly Carroll is
the most beautiful woman on the floor,
absolutely fawless like perfect
jewel"
you are enthusiastic. Congratula-
tions if they are in order" said Phil,
his hand extended cordially.
For all his assumed Indifference,
Phil had been profoundly stirred.
Dolly-Jim Cowan's wife! Alone, he
paced a deserted room, his cigar held
idly in his fingers. He had SO little
TO offer her and she had so much that
he had not dared ask her to go with
| him out to that far country lying be-
yond the commercialism of the mar
| ket places where women exchanged
their hearts for gold. Love he had in
abundance and youth and strength,
but what were they, pitted against
millions of dollars?
Or. Brandon?" A servant in the
! doorway spoke to him.
Yes. What is it?".
There has been an accident, sir.
They want you. Miss Carroll is hurt"
Where is she?"
''In the ballroom, sir"
Get my medicine bag in car 1929"
The women grouped about the limp
| little figure in white drew back when
the young surgeon bent over and
picked Dolly up in his arms.
Clear out one of the dressing
rooms" he said quietly to the agitated
hostess. 81 want to examine here"
Dolly was only stunned and pres
emily opened her eyes very wide like
a child who wakes in strange room.
What's the matter? oh, my shoul-
der hurts!"
You'll be all right in a day or two"
! full utlu d Bldoo VI Wdltl w hCI ipo'
THE balcony gave way in the ball
room and one of the props fell, strik-
| ing your shoulder. No bones broken,
though. I've sent for your wraps to
/ take you home. You'll want Jim
| Cowan, won't you?"
Phil's face was very white and set.
| Dolly looked at him curiously. why
| in the world would l want Mr.. Cowan
| now?" she asked.
IF you are to marry him he has a
right to go with u.s."
Marry him? Something must have
struck you the wrong way, too. Phil.
What do you mean by his right to go
with us?"
81 understand that you are prom
| ised to him"
Dolly made a wry face. "Take me
home, Phil. Mr.. Cowan has been teas
ing me about you. too"
Once in the big limousine, Dolly
found it very comfortable to drop her