The Prescott daily news., 1913-03-08

DOCJ0RlNG OF DOLLY
By MAUDE J. PERKINS.

"I have almost danced the soles off my slippers" said Dolly, looking down at the bits of white satin glittering 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 any way you like. l want you to be we'll and strong"
 Why" asked Dolly daringly. "It seems to me it would be to your ad- vantage to have me i'll for long time. Of course you know that I would be your case"
 T don't need patients. l have more work now than l can do"
 Then I suppose I am to under stand, Phil" Dolly said coldly, that even if I am ill, 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. T."
 ''Is this your dance, Mir. Stafford ?"
 Dolly rose to meet the tall young man who had come up to them where they sat in a 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 Cowans 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 singe your wings about that bright particular candle any more, my good looking moth," he drawled in his indolent way, flor 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 a 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 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- l yond the commercialism of the mar ket places where women exchanged 1 their hearts for gold. Love he had in anu sOulii anu SlItuSlH, but what were they, pitted against millions of dollars? "Dr. 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?"
 Tn the ballroom, sir"
 Get my medicine bag in car 15429. :"
 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. T want to examine here" Dolly was only stunned and pres pntlV nnnDnI hat