The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1915-01-28
With the Latest
Improvements
And a Pair of Loving Hearts
to Enjoy Them All.
BY NELLIE 3. RANSOM.

Dorothy Allen sat on the broad,
white pillared porch watching the road
that wound between the trees to the
village. She had watched the road
great deal during the last few days. at
first with happy anticipation, but now
with helpless longing.
1t was bad enough in the daytime,
but it was worse when it grew too
dark to see who was coming along the
road, for then the footsteps grew loud
er and louder until she was certain
that they were going to turn toward
the white pillared porch, only to die
away again. leaving her sick with
fresh disappointment.
On the previous Sunday evening the
vague, beautiful something which had
enveloped the whole summer, making
it different from any other summer Of
Dorothy's life. had suddenly taken
definite form. A look, touch. a word
or two, and she had found herself
without a doubt that John Porter low
ed her and that she loved him. but he
had gone away without any open dec
laration, and, though Dorothy had
watched the road till her eyes ached.
he had not returned.
at might have known It." she said to
herself disconsolately. "He is too
proud and independent to ask the
daughter of a rich man to marry him.
Now that his work on the new electric
road is finished he will go away. and
shall never see him again"
DOrothy's neighbor. twelve-year-old
Gladys, came skipping across the lawn.
a very perky pink bow topping her vel
low tresses. She perched herself on
the broad arm Of Dorothy's chair.
1--WE been reading such a lovely sto-
ryv she exclaimed
"What was 1t about?" queried Dor0-
thy, with languid interest.
"Oh, it was about q brave knight In
shining armor," said Gladys, "and he
loved a fair and noble lady, who loved
him In return. But she had gold and
Jewels and all that sort Of thing, you
know, and he hadn't thing but his
charger and his good sword, and so he
could never, never ask her to marry
him."
'sWell," asked Dorothy as Gladys
paused for breath, what happened
thenw
"Oh," replied Gladys, there was
nothing for the knight to do but to
ride away to the wars, and the prin-
cess just sat in her tower and pined
and pinned till at last she died. Oh. 1t
was perfectly lovely-so sad and
SWEET
"It seems to me-" said Dorothy al
most GROSSLY, that it would have been
much more sensible for the knight to
stay and marry the lady instead of
leaving her to pine and die"
why" cried Gladys In disgust.
that would have spoiled the whole
story"
She jumped from her perch and was
dancing down the steps, but turned to
call back:
''Oh, say, that Mr.. Porter has gone
away. hasn't he? I saw him at the
station Monday with suit case in his
hand. Aren't his eyes just too hand
some for anything? I'm sorry he has
left, aren't you"
Then, having unwittingly destroyed
Dorothy's last vestige Of hope, Gladys
cheerfully departed.
A gray haired man with keen but
kindly face came and stood In the
doorway behind Dorothy, noting with
an anxious look her dropping figure.
He moved uneasily once or twice and
then came out to where she was sit
ting.
''You ought to be playing golf this
fine weather." he suggested.
I'm rather tired Of golf. father" re-
piled Dorothy.
Mr.. Allen took turn up and down
the porch.
HAS that young Porter left?
haven't seen him for several days." ne
asked, with carefully careless air.
IT really don't know. Probably ne
has," replied the girl. sitting very
straight and assuming an air even
more carefully careless than that or
her father.
Mr. Allen after few more turns and
anxious sidelOng glances bet0ok hlm-
self again to the house. Since the