The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1915-08-26
The Landing Of
Mr.. Martindale

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By DONALD cllAMBERLlN
lis Miss Worthington at homer
mo. sir; Miss worthington Is in the
country"
''1ndeed, where did she go for her
summer vacation this year?'
"1'l let you know in moment, sir.
Please come In"
The gentleman went into the draw
Ing room and the maid disappeared up
stairs. Entering telephone booth, she
shut the door carefully and called up
her mistress at the Colonial hotel, Ar
lington Springs. When the lady came
to the telephone the maid said:
"Mr. Martindale has called. He has
asked me where you have gone this
summer. suppose may give him
your address,
"Wait moment" Then, after q
pause. Eyes, you may give him my
address"
The maid went downstairs with a
card in her hand bearing the informa-
ton required and handed it to Mr..
Martindale. He glanced at 1t, then left
the house. He had been paying atten-
ton to Miss Worthington for a long
while; at least, they had been very
cOmpanionable. The gentleman was
considered quite catch, and the lady
was anxious to land him. During the
spring he had considered the expedi-
ency Of giving up his bachelorhood by
marrying Miss Worthington and had
decided that he could not possibly bear
to tie himself up. He had therefore
sheered of. and Miss Worthington had
gone to the country without his ask
ing where she would so. But midsum-
mer had come round. The city was de-
serted, and, though he had many
friends at their country places who
would have been glad to entertain him,
he was not especially drawn to any Of
them. Thinking he would enjoy the
companionship Of his chum, he had
called at her house for her address.
The next day Miss Worthington re-
ceived note from her chum which
read:
It's deuced slow here in town. I'm
thinking of taking an outing. II you won't
be bored by my company I'll Join you
for few days.
On receipt Of this note Miss Worth
ingt0n deliberated. Had she better re-
ply that she was not feeling very we'll
and kept her room most Of the time?
The country is a good place for girl
to land lover, but Miss Worthington
had not succeeded during the previous
summer. though they had been under
the same roof for several weeks. II
she had foil she would feel more con-
f1dent But there was not man at
the hotel whom she could use to make
Mr.. Martindale Jealous.
Il have It'll" she exclaimed. And, 60
ing to the writing room, she wrote Mr..
Martindale that the season in the coun-
try was very dull and he would not
find Arlington Springs much Of an i'm
provement on the city. At the same
time, IL he desired to escape from the
latter, she would do what she could to
relieve the ennui
Now, there was but one train q day
to Arlington Springs. arriving at 4
O'Clock in the afternoon. Every after
noon at quarter to 4 Miss Worthlng-
ton started to walk to the village
wherein was located the station, cal
culating to arrive at the latter az tho
train came in. The postoface was d.
rectly opposite the station, and the
lady carried q letter In her hand,
stamped and otherwise ready for mall
ing. It was addressed to an old fame
Of hers who had at one time caused
Mr.. Martindale some concern. Within
the envelope was blank sheet Of pa
per.
Miss Worthington had carried her
letter to the postofiice on three differ
ent afternoons, only to take 1t back
with her. On the fourth day. arriving
simultaneously with the train. she saw
Mr.. Martindale alight. She attracted
his attention, and he Joined her.
II had given you up" she said.
''Your letter was not encouraging,
but it's dreadfully hot in the city. I
could stand it no longer"
III you like we'll walk back to the
hotel together"
"surely. l have only this suit case.
l can't stay very long: Ill put it in the
Colonial coach"
Having attended to this matter, he
started across the street for the post
office with Miss Worthington. She
dropped her letter. and he picked it
up. The address he could not help
seeing. He started, and, holding the
letter in his hand, he looked auxiously
at Miss Worthington. She seemed
somewhat embarrassed.
II fear" he said. "that my coming il
inopportune."
"Why soT'
Possibly you are ensrossed WITH
"Give me the letter."
A revolution had suddenly broken
out in Mr.. Martindale's breast. He
had either lost or was about to lose