Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-11-25
Evening Star S
Daily Story
WHO WAS THE GOAT?
BY DOROTHY BLAcKMoRE.
Copyright, 1911, by the Mcclure News
naner Syndiente

I'm do it and you'll see me wear it
home every night while it lives" re-
piled the doctor. And for good be-
havior perhaps you'll do me the honor
of pinning on another
Dorine nodded. Her dimples played
about her mouth when she smiled
and the sight of them had become a
very interesting part of DIR. Hans
CONS summer sojourn at the Laketon
Hotel He was a young veterinary
surgeon and his office and visiting
hours were not long, so that he had
had the advantage over many of the
summer men at the hotel by getting
home early. And it seemed almost as
If Dorine waited for him ON the tennis
court or on the veranda. At least, he
always managed to find her, and this
was the first morning that she had
been so friendly as to pin flower in
his coat.
Several times on the suburban train
that took him to the city he thought
of the girls face as she had reached
up to put the little flower on his coat.
1t had seemed very winsome at that
moment, and Joe Hanseom was sure
that he loved the girl now, even if he
had not been sure of it during all the
weeks of summer.
He was a little disappointed not to
find her about the hotel that after
noon when he reached home. He
sought her on the courts, on the golf
links, on all the porches. but he
could not discover her. He wanted
TO tell her why it was that he was
not wearing the flower she gave him,
and to have it replaced by another
one from her own hand,
In the dining room she was not at
the family table with her father and
brother. 1t was possible, the young
man decided, that she and her moth
or had gone motoring and had been
detained, as Mrs. Fable was absent
also.
His surmise was evidently correct.
for within a half hour, while the doc
tor dragged out his dinner as slowly
as possible, hoping to have a sight of
Dorine. she came into the dining
room with her mother, and they both
wore automobile costumes.
Dorine gave him her usual bright
smile and nod, and then her eyes fell
on his coat lapel, which was guiltless
of adornment. A slight flush burned
her cheeks and after that she gave
him only cursory glances, and when
he asked her to walk with him as he
passed her in the corridor she de-
clined almost frigidly.
The next morning she was not at
breakfast and DIR. Hanscom had to
leave the hotel for the first morning
since he had met her without having
seen her smile and nod farewell to
him.
Time dragged that day and he did
not look forward with pleasure to
his evening at the hotel. If Dorine
would let him explain to her why he
was not wearing her flower he was.
sure it would be all right. She would
see the humor of it. If he had looked
a little more closely into the matter
he would have realized that the girl
would not have taken his neglect OF
the small blossom so seriously If she
had not cared for him. But he was
too Respondent to interpret her atti-
tude as an onlooler might have done.
For three days he did not have
conversation with her He saw her
across the dining-room with ner
father, mother and brother, and he
received, each time, a cool little nod
from Dorine. It was Saturday nigh
at the weekly dance that he de-
termined to talk with her, for by this
time there was no doubt in his mind
about her being the only girl in the
world for him.
He waited for her at the big double
door leading into the ballroom. He
had fully decided to force her to lis
ten to him. AS she came downstairs,
lovely in a white dancing dress, he
met her face to face
'This has been our dance all sum
mer. Dorine. Have it with me now
He put his arm about her and they
stepped off together in the hesitation
waltz they had learned to dance so
well as partners.
Dorine did not say a word, but her
heart was pounding as 1t had never
done before at his touch.
We'll enjoy the dance now, Do
. rine," Joe was saying when they
reached q clear spot in the floor for
a moment, land afterwards I'll tell
YOU what happened to your dear lit
tie hower.''
When the dance was over he led
her out through the French windows
that opened onto a secluded veranda.
The moon was sending little lights
through the dense honeysuckle vines
that hung all about and whose now
ers perfumed the air SO heavily.
"Sit down." Joe said, drawing up
n chair. Himself. he sat on the rail-
ing facing her.
"Now," he' began, looking at her
face as the moonbeams played on 1t,
what is the matter? Why have you
deliberately avoided me for days?"
He paused. 81 know-it was because
you thought I was careless about
Your fiower-that ! had forgotten il"
you were-you did" said Dorine
with asperity. And l know very
well why 1t was"
'Dorlne," began Joe, but she in
terrupted him.
'Wait-let me tell you! Let me
show you that / realize all about it
before you tell me your excuse She
laid emphasis on the last word.
"George-my brotherhood me when
he saw me pinning 1t on you that you
would never be seen wearing yellow
fqower--that it was the emblem of
the suffragist! So you let some one
rjdicule you out of it. | did not pin
ii on you because of my views on this
woman question-though they are
very strongly in favor of it-but be-
cause / was beginning towel, to
like you, and ] always give father
and George a buttonhole bouquet
when they leave in the morning. l.
Twas very foolish to do it," she
said.
ssDorine Fable, listen to me-" the
Young man said, earnestly, leaning
toward her, so that she could see his
face II she would. This sounds so
funny | can hardly tell you. though
7 assure you it isn't funny to me. The
morning you gave me that flower /
was called out to the estate of Mr..
Phillips to see what was the matter
with the foot of very fine goat.
While ] was looking at its foot the
animal chewed my flower off and the
-<raoIe man who was with us roared
with laughter. If you doubt this /
will show you the withered stem still
,,in,ad IN the under side of my coat