Crittenden record-press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1909-191?, 1918-02-14
DOLLIE'S CAREER
BY MILDRED WHITE.

Jack said Dollle suddenly, has II
ever occurred to you that ought
TO give serious thought to preparing
for my future"
"Bollie,' ! answered reprOachfully,
show many times have | tried no per-
suade you to let me care for your fu-
tvrei'
But ! don't want to marry and set
tie down. like everyone else" Dollie
answered lmpatiently. II Intend TO be
fnmed-to have career. Besides"
she added-"suppose we did marry
you might die any day, and what would
become of mel"
There was no gainsaying this cheer
ful possibility. mo" she continued
firmly, 81 must learn to provide for
myself and strictly In confidence,
Jack. ! do not mind saying that have
decided upon literature as u profess
non."
write novelist" ! questioned.
write Stories" said Dollie. NOW,
! happen to need new frock, but I'M
fortunately daddy does not think so.
II should write story say today"
Dollle wrinkled her brows-"the ed
ltor would get II tomorrow, Tuesday,
then II he sent my check Wednesday,
II ought 10 reach me before the latter
part Of the week don't you think so?'
III he sends the check Wednesday,"
I agreed.
well" said Dollle, jumping up and
running over 10 her desk. keep very
quiet like a dear, and will write the
story now, then you may have the priv
ilege OF reading II before you 60, and
may also drop II into the mail box
upon your way home"
There was silence for few mo-
ments. pretended TO read while Dol
lie scrubbed furiously. Presently she
raised flushed and troubled face !:
"Such horrld. difficult character"
Dollie exclaimed petunntly. Every
thing she says looks queer on paper,
you see, Martha--that is Ter name
Is supposed to be little country girl
living In some far.away, des0late
place"
"Under those circumstances" sug-
ges'cd perhaps She doesn't know
any better"
"Why, that is go" said Dollie, en-
couraged, and the pencil few again.
If" n small voice remarked few
minutes later-''if one knew positive
ly Just how the people talk In that
part of the country, one might call
their language-dialect."
call II any old thing you like" I
comforted. ''and II the author doesn't
know. no one else will"
Dollle looked at me bit SuSpi
clOusly. but was soon absorbed In her
story. "What is the matter uow?" I
asked, as n deep frown appeared be-
tween her beautiful eyes.
at Is the lady" Dolly complained
"the refined. cultured lady from the
city. she is Just as impossible ms the
other one and can't mike her talk
dialect. can II"
"Dollie," began soothingly, but was
quickly interrupted:
Jack" she burst out. 81 wish you
would cease calling me by that ridi-
culous name. II Is very unsuitable"
"Unsultnhle " I cried, and drawing
nearer, dared 10 speak In manner
which Is usually sllenced by Dollle. I
compared her to all the radiant. beau
tiful things Of earth-her eyes were
twin violets stepped In dew her
cheeks had stolen their soft pink from
the rose petals Dollle was evident.
ly carried away by my eloquencc, for
she regarded me long and attentlvely,
with sweet, dreamy expression that
was most encouraging.
slack" she asked, as finally
paused for breath, IL have been try
Ing TO think, how do you spell apollo
seticallyr
Good heavens" I exclaimed. and
collapsed In my chair. Dollie's eyes
twinkled
81 forget whether II has one or two
Is" she said.
But ! sulked on In injured silence !:
the sound OF tearing paper cnused me
to look up. Dollic was furiously con.
signing her first literary effort 10 the
flames.
II am not going to write stories for
living" she announced, ''lt spells
ones temper"
but the check for your new
dress" reminded.
"Oh, well, there are other things"
Dollic answered screncly ~ might
teach music, for instance"
Immediately slic was nj the piano
running her fingers up and down the
keys. II believe" she said over her
shoulder. that shall only take men
pupils, you see, they ARE not 50 criti
cal ms women. man would sit beside
me on this bench for instance, exact
ly rs the hook directs"
"No doubt OF H." answered sui
lenly.
dorothy Dart, Teacher Of Music
for Young Men Only" Dollie quotcc
musingly, and began to play u joll,
little waltz, After the last note hnt
died away, she turned slowly about
unnn ,ha nInnn stool "parhonS a