The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1917-02-10
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1Ou WOulun I pc TOO not II you
didn't hurry when there is no need Of
it. But you are very welcome to my
porch. How are you getting along?'
Fine. Couldn't be better But |
want little help. Do you know the
girl who came to live in Streen's old
house?
We'll, I'm just crazy about her, but
not one of the women around here
knows her. Now you'll just make
it a point to bring about an accidental
meeting, won't you, Mrs. Barclay"
Mrs. Barclays lips closed firmly.
She was worthy soul with a great
capacity for managing other peoples
affairs. Her views were severe-her
ability to sympathize a trifle limited.
You could imagine Mrs. Barclay say
ing, She's made her bed; now let
her lie in it, and not trying to smooth
out any Of the bumps, either.
my dear boy, I don't approve of
the young lady. I've never met her
and am not trying to. First of all
her name is against her,-Dolores
Lajauneaux! That's no sensible
name. Then too her clothes are too
too dashing, you might say. Besides
all this, it's perfectly ridiculous for
a young girl to live alone, in big
house the way she Does
But she doesn't live alone. She
has the dearest old lady-an aunt or
something-With her, and a maid, too.
l think she's decidedly we'll dressed.
The children are all crazy about her,
too"
THAT is just another point against
her. The yarns she tells those chill
dren are scanddlous. Fairies and
brownies and what not. She's got
every one Of the foolish little crea-
lures bewitched."
Il really believe it, Mrs. Barclay.
Just three glimpses Of her face have
removed my peace of mind for good
Now, really won't you help fellow
QUIT"
There was an almost Wistful express
sion on Doctor Pauls good looking
young face, but Mrs. Barclay was well
past the susceptible age.
Il won't have anything to do with
the little upstart, and l think you'll
find that most Of the respectable
women feel the same way. We don't
BnoW anything about her and don t
Itss',ss
Tic gentle sex!" sighed Doctor
Paul. What had at first been merely
a whim suddenly became a grim de-
termination.
I'll find way of meeting her
You watch developments, Mrs. Bar.
clay" and with good-natured grin
Doctor Paul was off.
He sauntered past the old Streen
| house and saw the object of his re-
Elections sitting on the grass quite
| surrounded by small boys and girls.
I'll make it point to cultivate the
| acquaintance of some of those young
sters. Really, now, some women don't
seem to have any judgment. Could a
name be prettier than Dolores:
Could a girl with-with such eyes and
such a face be anything but sweet?'
These thoughts had brought Doctor
Paul to the end of the short street
He turned leisurely around and espiet
a very excited boy dashing wildly
toward him.
Come quick, Doctor. Jack go
knocked down by an auto and they
| took him into Miss Dolores house, an(
she said to get the Doctor quick. Jacl
yells that he'll punch that Charlie!
head for knocking him down and Miss
Dolores thinks
God bless Jack-er-that is,
mean God help him. Is he badl,
hurt?" gasped Doctor Paul as he triet
to keep up with the fleeing littl,
messenger at his side
Nav! He's alright, only Mis-
Dolores is awful worried. Wish wa
in Jacks place" sighed the youth en-
viously.
A very pale, distracted Dolores me
Doctor Paul. With professional gray
ity he dismissed the children, ca1met
Jacks frantic mother, and quoted thu
bowling Jack.
Finding that Jacks only hurt wa
to his pride, the Doctor ordered hin
to be left quietly just where he was
for a day or two at least.
For two glorious days Doctor Pau
bent his energies TO keep Jack in bed
Dolores was a most devoted nurse
and Doctor Paul hardly left the house
But Jack was healthy and active
and no amount of candy or pettins
could keep him in bed another day
He had to be dismissed as cured
Just before leaving he sweetly iriorm
ed Doctor Paul that he would certain
ly be around at the wedding. Trul,
Jack was a precocious child.
The pleasant days slipped by, an,
as Doctor Paul and sweet Dolores be
came better acquainted, the blessing
called down on little Jacks head grew
more fervent,
| Jack watched the affair with graft
fed eyes and an important air. Mrs
Barclay could only marvel at thu
blindness Of man in general, and o
one particular Doctor She was sin
eerely relieved when she heard tina
Miss Dolores was going away
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