The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1918-02-19
DOLLIE'S CAREER
BY MILDRED WHITE

JACK, SAID Dollie suddenly, "has /
ever occurred to you thar l ough
to give serious thought to preparin.
for my future"
"Dollie," I answered reproachfully
chow many times have I tried to per
suade you to let me care for your FIJI
ture?"
But I don't want to marry and set
tie down, like everyone else" Dollie
answered impatiently. II intend to be
famed-to have a career. Besides
she suppose we did marry
you might die any day, and what would
become Of meY'
There was no galnsaying this cheer
full possibility No" she continued
firmly 81 must learn to provide for
myself, ana strictly in confidence,
jack. do not mind saying that have
decided upon literature as a profess
sion"
write novels?" I questioned.
"Write stories" said Dollle "Now,
I happen to need a new frock, but un-
Fortunately daddy does not think so.
If | should write story say today"
Dollle winkled her brows-"the cd
itor would get it tomorrow. Tuesday,
then If he sent my check Wednesday,
! II ought TO reach me before the latter
part Of the week, don't You think so?"
III he sends the check Wednesday,"
1 I agreed
"Woll,' said Dole, jumping mp and
! "a IN, hat.
quiet like a dear, and / VIII write the
story now, then you may have the priv
ilege Of reading it before YOU go and
may also drop It into the mail box
upon your way home"
There was silence for few mo-
ments. pretended TO read while Dol
lie scribbled furiouslv Presently she
raised flushed and troubled face
"Such hofTid, difficult character"
Dolle exclaimed peulantly. every
thing she says looks queer on paper,
YOU see, Martha--that is her name
is supposed to be a little country girl
living in some far-away, desolate
place"
Under those circumstances, I sug
gested, perhaps She doesn't know
any better"
"Why. that is so" said Dollie, en-
c0uraged, and the pencil flew again
If" small voice remarked Il few
minutes later-"lf one knew positive
ly just how the people talk in that
part of the country, one might call
their language--dlalect.
Call it any old thing you like"
comforted, "and if the author doesn't
know. no one else will"
Dollie looked at me bit suspi-
ciously but was soon absorbed in her
story. what is the matter now?" l
asked, as a deep frown appeared be-
tween her beautiful eyes.
1T is the lady" Dolly complained,
the refined, cultured lady from the
city, she is just as impossible as the
other one and-I can't make her talk
dialect, can ~
"Dollie," l began soothingly but was
quickly interrupted:
Jack" she burst out, ST wish you
would cease calling me by that ridi-
Unsuitable p l cried, and drawing !
nearer, dared to speak in a manner |
which is usually silenced by Dollie. I |
compared her to all the radiant, beau
tiful things of earth-her eyes We're |
twin violets stepped in dew her |
cheeks had stolen their soft pink from
Inc rose petals Dollie was evident |
ly carried away by my eloquence, for |
she regarded me long and attentively |
with sweet, dreamy expression that
was most encouraging.
Jack she asked, as l finally
paused for breath, 81 have been try /
LIS 20 think, how do you spell apollo
ssacally?"
"Good heavens!" l exclaimed, and
collapsed in my chair. Dollie's eyes
twinkled.
q forget whether it has one or two
l's," she said.
But 1 sulked on in injured silence;
the sound Of tearing paper caused me
to look up. Dollie was furiously con-
signing her first literary effort to the
flames.
81 am not going to write stories for /
a living" she announced, "it spolls
ones temper"
But the check for your new
dress" reminded.
"Oh, we'll there are other things"
Dollie answered sereney. Il might
teach music, for instance"
Immediately She was at the plano
running her fingers up and down the
keys Il believe" she said over her
shoulder, "that l shall only take men
pupils, you see, they are not so crlti-
cal as women, man would sit beside
me on this bench for instance, exact
ly as the book directs"
mo doubt of 1t" I answered sui
lenly.
dorothy Dart, Teacher of Music
for Young Men Only" Dollie quoted
musingly. and began to play a jolly
little waltz. After the last note had
died away, she turned slowly about
upon the piano stool. perhaps it
would be WELL" she said, 'to have at
first Just one pupil" Silence. Jack"
asked a very humble little voice, when