The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1915-11-20
PURSUING POLLY
BY lZoLA FORESTER.

ly like a benevolent imp. II don't
see what you want to rush off to New
York for. You won't make good, Pol
ly. You girls think after you've sung
in the choir in dinky little town like
Waneota all you have to do is get up
on a stage and be a prima donna
quicker'n scat. Buell. says"
II don't care to hear It, Peter"
what on earth have you got against
Buell. Abbott? Rising young lawyer,
and, by Jimmy, he will rise sure
enough. He's going up in an aero
plane"
For PHYS sakel" exclaimed Mrs.
Wadleigh. Polly looked at Peter with
doubt and suspicion in her eyes and
the time table in her hand.
'He is. heard him talking to
some fellows at the post office, and
he said he'd Just as soon go as not"
Polly went out of the room with
her most tilted at rather a scornful
angle. 1t was quite like Buell. to say
such a thing in Pete's hearing to be
sure II reached her ears and would
make her worry about him.
Polly decided that nothing could
ever make her worry or trouble her
self again about Mr.. Abbott. She
was not interested in his goings or
comings, or ascensions for that mat
ter Safe in her own room, she stood
before the oval mahogany-framed
mirror, and looked at the face that
stared so haughtily, so uncompromis-
ingly, back at her. The eyes were
very blue, startlingly blue, with dark
lashes and eyebrows, and her hair,
too, was dark. Polly liked to take 1t
and pile 1t high on her head, with a
few loose curls at her temple and
ears, like picture of the Empress
Josephine she had cut from a maya
zine and pinned on the wall. 1t was
pity someone had not planned an
opera around Josephine, she thought
| She would have loved singing arias
| of defiance at some stocky Napoleon
Buell. was rather stocky. Tall, but
broad shouldered, and rather inclined
| to take things too easy. Yes, that
was exactly the whole trouble, Polly
decided for the hundredth time. He
didn't have a thrill of romance or
| temperamental excitement in his
whole makeup.
II had always seemed natural for
Buell. to be her sweetheart, natural
for him to ask her quite casually one
evening a few months ago, Which
side of the railroad track do you
want to live on, Polly, after we're
married."
That was the way Buell. proposed
spoke Of the divine fire of love in his
heart. And it was Buell. all over.
Polly had rebelled from that min
ute. She did not select her favorite
side of the track either. She told Mr.
Abbott that she thought of running
down to New York and studying for
grand opera. And Buell. had stared
at her for minute in utter amaze
ment before he had actually laughed
at her and chuckled.
You're not, really, Polly?"
"Oh, but am insisted Polly. TN
going next week."
|
trip she thought of him until by the
time she took the train for New Yorl
she almost relented and called him VI
to say good-by. Somehow he seemed
rather noncommittal. and not half 81
anxious as she had expected.
It was around Poughkeepsie. hal
way down the Hudson, that Polly no
| .;ood ,l,a ntbor noccanpare wntphipf
something from the windows, some
thing very exciting. When she looked
out she saw lowering over the rive
flying ship like a great bird
Straight down it came toward thu
racing train. AS 1t passed them, thu
engine emitted Shrek Of salute, ant
the people called from the window
and platforms, waving caps and hand
kerchiefs; but Polly drew back int,
her own seat, with wide, almost fright
ened eyes. over the telephone Buel
had told her last of all:
Remember our favorite' SONG
Loeb Lomond,' Polly? Well, listen t
this, and it's promise
You take the high road and I'll TAX
the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland before YOU
Now she knew what he meant. Slow
easy going, unromantic Buell. ha
chosen the most sensational route L
follow and overtake his sweetheart o.
her journey after fame and fortune
Understanding the train, the aeroplan
alighted at Tarrytown, and when til
express pulled in Buell. stood smilin
on the platform, his hat off, bowling Il
response to the greeting cheers.
AS soon as he had found Polly h
shook hands laughingly and settle
down into the seat beside her.
I've told the other chap, Chapir
he can go back without me-" he sal
calmly. made pretty good tint
didn't WEI"
/ Polly looked at him with a me-
, expression of admiration in her wild
eyes.
Il don't see why you ever did sue
wild thing, Buell." she said hell
lessly.
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