The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-31

ms volatile, irresponsible way, how.
ever, handal claimed he knew how to
Ieatner his nest" and he was ar.
rayea In grand style as he went down
10 the depot one morning to escort
MISS Dorothy to the home of the Del
combes.
Inc little lady insisted on walking.
AS they crossed bridge, her atten-
tlon was called to a gang of workmen
sinking hollow wooden tube in mud
mole at the bank of the river. The
man who was guiding it stood below.
nan sunk In the Shiny clay. 1t was
DaVld Prescott. He waved his hand
IN friendly greeting to his cousin.
Come on spoke Randall hurriedly
lnls IS not at all interesting"
But that man waved his hand to
you
On, some mudlark of the crew. I
suppose, responded Randall.
He doesn't look like a mudlark."
said Dorothy. See him guide that
Dig frame thing. He must be pretty
smart and brave. There, it's In place.
That was just grand! what a fine
looking fellow he is, too"
The irritated Randall managed to
draw his interested companion away
from the scene. He escorted his
charge to her friends. Randall called
at the Delcombes' home next morn.
ing, primed for that Wanted proposal.
Mrs. Delcombe informed him that
Miss Vance had started away for a
walk along the river. She might have
added that her guest had asked a
good many questions about the Bur
tons the evening previous. Dorothy
mad learned that Randall was not the
ambitious striving idol she had made
OF him. She harmed of the noble sac.
rifice Of his cousin. She discovered,
too, the meanness of Randall in dis.
owning his own kin the day before.
The deuce!" exclaimed Randall Bur-
ton, as he arrived at the bank of the
river.
There was the truant lady She
was conversing with David. The lat.
ter was neatly attired, as he was al
ways when mere supervisory work was
going on. David was explaining to
his Interested companion the great en-.
cheering work in progress.
Randall came up, brash and braggart
as ever. He tried to take Miss Der.
othy under his own especial wing
whilst trying to impress his cousin
that she rightfully belonged there
Somehow, it did not work. The will
full little miss continued interested
over the wonderful river project She
was cool and distant when she walked
>ome with Randall.
81 suppose | can call this evening"
submitted Randall in rather a grum
bling tone.
"Oh, certainly" smiled the fascin
ating little miss; only be sure to
bring your cousin, Mr.. Prescott, with
you. He is the most delightful young
man l have ever met. | could lister
all day to his stories of how he and
those brave fellows with him are fight
ing the quicksands and the bog holes
aud just forcing that stubborn old riv
er to 60 the way they wat it %
There is an end to everything. ant
the end of Randall Buttons careless
ambitions was a position in city of
flee as a second-rate stenographer. A
least he was Independent now, ant
that in a way gratfed old Seth Bur
ton.
The end of Davids acquaintance
with pretty Dorothy was wooing
The wooing ended In wedding, ant
David Prescott's noble sacrifice TO
others led to the winning of lovin,
wife and a sure start in the world q
one Of its future great engineers.
Copyright. 1912. by w. G. Chapman.l