Bisbee daily review., 1913-11-07

n And stretched on that with her long sealskin coat laid over her was Dor. othy Jennings. Miss Pattys younger sisterls She was alone. as far as ] could see. and she was leaning on her elbow with her cheek in her hand. staring at the fire. Just then the door into the pantry opened and out came Mr Dick himselk
 Were you calling. honey?" he said coming over and looking down al her
 You were such a long tiIne!" says she, glancing up under her lashes at him. Fl was lonely!%
 Bless you" says Mir. Dick. stooping over her. What did I ever do with out your"
 could have told her a few things he did. but by that time it was com ing over me pretty strong that here was the real Dicky Carter and that ] had an extra one on my hands. The minute I looked at this one l knew that nobody but a blind man would mistake one for the ether, and Nr Thoburn wasn't blind. I tell you f'ood out in that snow-bank and per . .iredi
 Well, it was no place for me unless they knew ! was around. waded around to the door and walked in, and there was a grand upsetting of the sealskin coat and my shepherds plaid shawl. NIT. Dick jumped to his feet and Mrs. Dick sat bolt upright and stared at me over the backs of the chairs.
 "Minnie!" cried Mir. Dick. "As I'm a married man, it's Minnie herself. Dorothy. don't you remember Minnie?"
 She came toward me with her hand out. I'm awfully glad to see yoa again" she said. "Of course remem. ber-why you are hardly dressed al all! You must be frozen!"
 l went over to the fire and emptied my bedroom slippers of snow. Then sat down and looked at them both.
 "Frozeni" repeated I; I'm in a hot sweat If you two children meant to come. why in creation didn't you come in time?"
 We did" replied Mir. Dick. prompt ly. We crawled under the wire fence into the deer park at five minutes te twelve. The will said Be on the ground and was-fiat on the ground
 We were held up by the snow" he explained. We got a sleigh to come over in, but we walked up the hill and came here. I don't mind saying that my wife's people don't know about this yet. and we're going to lay low until
 we've cooked up some sort of g scheme to tell them" Then he came over and put his hand on my shoul der.
 Poor old Minniel" he said: "hon est, I'm sorry. I've been a hard chile
 to raise, haven't I? But that's al over, Minnie. I've got an incentive now, and it's steady, old boy for me | You and I will run the place and TUT 1 1t right"
 T don't want to!" I retorted, hold | ing my bedroom slippers to steam be i fore the fire. I'm going to buy ou | Timmon's candy store and live a quie life, MT. Dick. This place is makinl me old"
 Nonsense! We're going to woSl l together, and we'll make this the busi ! est spot in seven counties. Doroth, | and I have got it all planned out ant we've got some corking good ideas. ! He pat his hands in his pockets an
 strutted up and down Its the da of advertising. you know. Minnie" h said. You've got to have the good: ] FFa, of TrN lat lyv0n
 you've got the goods. What would yo say to a shooting-g gallery in the bass l ment, under the reading-roOm?" ! I couldn't be lght-hearted to say
 my life.
 i Your sisters been wild all day" told Mrs. Dick. She got your lette
 to-day-yesterday- I don't thin
 she's told your father yet" i "WhatI" she screeched, and caugt
 at the mantel-piece to hold hersel
 Not Pat!" she said. mortified, "an
 father! Here!"
 Well, I listened while they told m'
 They hadn't had the faiutest idea ths
 NIT. Jennings and Miss Patty wei there at the sanatorium. uE AuEd NdS NA4Aor aAAAAAAEF 6oi Mfr. Dick. "Old-I mean MT. Jennin9 is-is not we'll; he has a chronic il disposition"
 Disposition. I cali 1t" put in N Jennings daughter.
 And he's apt to regard my runnin away with Dorothy when l haven't penny as more of an ernharrassmez
 than an elopement." ''Fiddle!" exclaimed Mrs. Dick. asked you to marry me, and no , they're here and have to spoil 1t all The thought of her father and h
 disposition suddenly oyerpOwered h' 3 and she put her yellow head on tf back of chair and began to cry. Fl can't tell himi" she sobbed. ] wrote to Pat-why doesn't Pat te ] him? Maybe she will think of soE
 way to break it to him. She can