The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1918-08-08
A WOMAN Halter
Copyright 1915. BY the Mcclure Nevsne.
Der SyndicatAl
sy n. o. WHITNEY.

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copyright. 1914 BY the Mcclure Newsps.
Per 6yndicAt0)
Dear Helen-lt's no use, old girl.
You might as well leave me alone In
my blessed singleness" and forget you
know me when your desire for match.
making runs high.
You see. my dear sister-no kind Of
girl can interest me, You have tried
out every brand, an to no purpose.
Horrors; shudder. yet every time
I think Of that Smith girl with the
baby face, watching my every move
with her adoring eyes. II I had to
endure that longer than q week I'd
be dead one. And that vinegar
faced Miss Clapp. with her woman's
rights. My hair is streaked with gray
today, as a result of having her in
dtcted on me for two days.
And Miss Munyon. the heiress-
Helen, where was your love for me
when you invited me to look after that
damsel for perfectly good week end?
Or was it your sweet way of teach
ing me that all is not gold that gilt
tiers.
Filled with apprehension on account
OF my many narrow escapes, must
decline your kind invitation for the
coming week end, and your, newest
protege, Miss Longley, will have to
be thrust upon some other poor VIC
tim.
How are the kiddos? Will run down
to see them as soon as your guests
have gone, and I can venture forth in
safety.
By-by, sister mine-and pardon me
for being happy confirmed bachelor.
Lovingly yours, BOB.
"Of all the conceited. impossible ex-
asperating brothers, Bob Thornton is
the worst" Helen Arnold threw the
letter into the hearth fire.
That afternoon in the telegraph Of
flee of the city, however. the same Bob
was doing strange thing. He was ac-
tually staring at very pretty vision
In pink linen suit and large pink hat.
His, thoughts were interrupted by the
young llady's voice. II wish to send a
telegram, please. Will you take 1t, to
Mrs. Helen Arnold, Mountainville, N.
HIP
"Great heavens" exclaimed Bob
my sister Helen-wonder who she is.' -
Needless to say, he waited anxiously
for the message.
Dear Helen" 1t ran. "Cannot come
before six o'clock train. Will arrive
Mountainville about $50.
(Signed) "AL1CE LONGLEY."
"Alice Longley - Bob Thornton,
you're fool, and everything that goes
with It," But without further reflection
he grasped pad. and a second mes.
sage was sent to his sister. "Have
changed my mind. viii arrive $3.50
train. bob"
If she still bore any resentment foy
Bob's first letter, she had ample re
venge in the three days which fol.
lowed.
Bob was the devoted slave of Alice
Longley, who with her sweet, quiet
manner of refusing his every attention
hearty drove him mad. When after
maneuvering for all he was worth to
accomplish it, he was finally chosen As
her escort for the bungalow party and
dance. he was happy for the first time
since his arrival.
But at the last moment the chill.
dren's maid received call to come at
once to the bedside of a dying sister,
and Mrs. Arnold did not know what to
DO. She could not stay at home, since
she was the hostess of the occasion.
Much to Bob's dismay. Alice LOngley
sweetly asked II she might stay with
The children. She would much prefer
It to going to the dance, and she knew
Mr.. Thornton would be glad to excuse
her. for-with q smile at Bob-there
we're so many other girls who were
waiting to dance with him.
About an hour after the depar OF
the party for the dance. Bob Thornton
returned disconsolate looking, and an.
Erfly chewing the end Of an unlighted
ugar.
He found Alice sitting in a big H.
sfary chair-having put the young.
tiers to sleep. mending . pair Of tiny
locks.
She was very much surprised to Gee
aim, and much more surprised, when
With sudden movement he came for.
ward and without q word, lifted her
u his arms from the big chair. and
kissed her soundly on either cheek.
'sThere." he exclaimed, "Now sup
pose you will hate me worse than ever,
but just couldn't help it Miss Long.
ley-Alice please forgive me-" as he
saw the look Of panied indignation in
her eyes-"I can only excuse myself,
By telling you the truth. love YOU
how much only God knows, and when
came upon you suddenly. after a
miserable hour Of longing for YOU
well please don't ask me to explain
any more. Only tell me, dear-could
VOL would vOu LOT mo fry to mako Won