The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1917-05-31
RoMEsIck DORA
BY SCHUYLER rERRILL.

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I'm homesick for the West-and for
him."
For moment Dora Trisdale buried
her curly head among the faded cush-
ions Of the narrow couch. Mary Myers,
sitting opposite, gazed upon her won
deringly.
Il didn't know you felt that way
about it," she said finally. II thought
you liked 1t here"
Dora sat up, her black eyes gleam-
Ing resentfully.
Like it?" she burst forth. II hate
every minute Of every day here in New
York."
Mary smiled grimly. "why did you
come, then?" she asked.
II never told you why I came here,
did ~ she asked finally.
mo, except that you wanted to 70
on the stage"
"You know about Jim, don't you1"
"A little"
swell, was engaged to marry him
once" Dora continued. HE is only q
farmer-a big rube, we'd call him
here-but he was about the only fellow
I'd ever known, and we grew up to.
gether."
ibid ne have any m0neyf
He wasn't any millionaire, but he
owned a big farm and could have given
me a good home. When my mother
died he wanted me to marry him and
settle down, but ma had some life in.
surance. and I thought I'd take that
and see New York"
"How much?"
"Five hundred dollars. Jim said that
I ought to put it away so I'd be indie.
pendent, and I had almost agreed with
him when show came to Glendale
and went to see it. The company
held reception afterward, and one of
the actresses told me that could make
good on the stage. believed her, and
In spite Of all that Jim could do, I
decided to come to New York and get
job"
you didn't need a job with all that
money IN your purse"
Dora smiled wryly.
didn't have it long" she explained.
"Where'd it got"
"Pickpockets, guess. After that
I went around to the theaters until ]
got taken on in this chorus. I've been
here for six weeks now, and I'm sick
ana tired OF the whole thing"
"And you're still in love with the
rube?" she asked.
EYES,"
"Why don't you write and ask him
TO come and get you2"
He wouldn't do it. He's stubborn,
and he told me that If I once came
here he was through"
"Oh, i seew Mary Myers, wise IN
the ways of the world, smiled grimly,
She was really fond of her strange
little roommate.
well, you go to bed, honey" she
said soothingly, land maybe things will
come out all right"
After Dora's deep breathing had sie.
nified forgetfulness of the hall bed.
room and everything connected with It
the other girl took a rather scratch,
pen from the center table and ad.
dressed letter to Mr.. Jim Black, Glen.
dale, Colorado.
A week passed, and the strange light
IN Dora's eyes grew brighter. Mar,
developed the habit Of going home di.
rectly after the evenings performance
She encouraged Dora to talk of Glen.
dale, and Of Jim.
III Jim would only come to me-
Dora said one evening, "rd tell him
how homesick I am"
It was after midnight, and the +vo
girls had just come home from the
SHOW" The open window brought to
the room myriad sounds Of the CITY.
suddenly the doorbell rang ,shrilly.
Dora leaped to her feet.
Someone's forgotten his key aRain.n
she exclaimed irritably. 'Oh, how ]
hate this place."
From the lower hall they could hear
the sound Of voices. Then footstep,
ascended the stairs I'D 4 1tuoear sound.
ed on their door.
Come in," Mary called.
The door opened and the laudlad,
stood before them.
There's man downstaira wants Ia
see Mary" she announced. cts a f,ne
time to have visitors, I must say. wax.
Ing the house up at this ungainly
hour"
THAT'S all right, Mrs. Murphy. ri
60 right down." Mary shot a look at
Dora. "One Of the Johnnies wanting
me to go to party, I guess" she ex.
planned.
But at the foot Of the stairs she met
man she had never seen. He lowered
over her, and in his eyes was an anx.
ious light.
"Are you Miss Myers7" he asked alb.
ruptly.
EYES,"
"YOu wrote to me?".
Into Mary's face came the light of
sudden Understanding