The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-05-01

4 dressed anu the only enc that's been
to college. Helclookst at me- all the
time in meeting and askedrIpe IL /
/ wouldn't take awwaIk some Sunday
afternoon. knowhbe planned Ellen's
party hoping TdDbet there! Goodness
gracious, do believe that is his horse
coming behind me! There's no other. In
the village that goes at such gait!r
(, 1t was, indeed, Mark Wilson, who al.
ways drove, according to AUNT Abby
Cole, "as II he was: goin' for DOCTOR
He caught up with Patty almost in
the twinkling of an eyebbut she was
ready for him. She had taken of her
sunbonuet just to twirl it by the
string, she was so warm with walk
ing, apdiln jiffy shei had lifted the
clustering curls from Iher ears, tucked
them back with a single expert move
ment and disclosed two coral pendants
just the color of her ear tips and her
glowing cheeks.
"Hello5 Patty"' the young man called
in brusque country fashion as he rein!
ed up beside her. What are you doing
over here? Why aren't you on your
way to the party? Eve been oyer to
Iimington and am breaking my neck
to get home in time myself"
II am not going. There are no par.
ties forrme, = said Patty plaintIyely.
sHot going! .,0h,' 14say, what's the
matter? 1t won't be a BIT of fgnywith-
out you. Ellen and 1 made 1T up, ex.
pressly for you. thinking your father
couldn't object TO candy pull"
Il can't helpitit. / did tneR best l
could. gWaitstills always asks father
for me, but / wouldn't take any
chances today, and spoke TO him. my!
self. Indeed, !. almost coaxed him"
Hes regular old skinfint," cried
Mark, getting out of the wagon and
walking beside her.
you mustn't call him names, 2 Patty
interposed, with some dignity. 81 cali
him a good many myself, but I'm his
daughter"
You don't look it, said Mark admir-,
ipgly. "Come and have a little ride,
won't you?"
foh,' / couldn't possibly, thank you.
Some one would be sure to see us, and
fathers so strict"
There isn't al building for half 4
mile. Just jump in and have spin
till,we come to the first house; then I'll
let you out, and you can walk the rest
of the way home. Come, do, and make
up TO me little for my disappolnt-
ment. III skip the candy pull If you
say the word"
1T was an Incredibly brief drive at
Marks rate OF speed and as, exciting
and bllssful as it was brief and danger
! Gus, Patty thought. Did she Imagine
1t or did Mark help her into the wagon
differently from-old DIR. Perry, for in
stance?
The fresh breeze lifted the gold
thread of d her .curls ald gave her
! cheeks /, brighter color, while her
5 breath came fast through, her parted
lips and her, eyes. sparkled: at the I'M
expected, unaceustomed pleasure. She
felt SO grown up, 80 conscious of a new
power as she sat fenthroned on the lit
tie wagon, seat ozark iWilson. always
liked his baggies t:tcourtini size 2 80 the
neighhors said) that she, was almost
courageous enough to agree, to make a
royal progress through the village-al.
most, but not quite.
Come on, let's shake the old tabbies
up and start lem talking shall veg
Mark suggested. .TllT give you. the
treins and let, Nero have alfiick of the
whip"
No, I'd rather not drive" she said.
I'D be afraid of this horse and, any
way, must get out this very minute
yes, really must. If you hold Nero /
can just slip down between the wheels.
You needn't help me-"
Mark alighted notwithstanding her
objections, saying CALAMITY, 81 don't
miss this pleasure, not by a jugful.
Come along. Jumpi" a
4 Patty stretched out her hands to be
] helped, but Mark forestalled her by
! putting his arms around her, and lift.
ing her down. A SECOND of time only
was involved, but in that second be
held her close, and kissed her warm
cheek. her check that had never fell
the touch of any lips hut those oi
WaitstilI. She pulled her sunbonnet
over her flaming face, swhtle Marx
\. with. a gay smile of farewell, sprane
into the wagon and gave his horse, 4
free rein.
Patty never looked up from the road
but walked faster and faster, het
heart beating at, breakneck speed. II
was changed world that spun past
her. Fright triumph. shame, delight
gratided yanity swan oyer her In turn
A few minutes later she heard once
more the rumble of wheels on the road
It, was. Cephas, Cole driving toward
her over,the brow of Saco hin. Hell
have seen Mark, she thought, 5'hut b
can't know I've talked and driven Will
him. light how stupid and common b
looks!v
\ Fl hrgFd YOUR father hlowin' the
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