The Press., 1919-12-11
MARIETTA
By MILDRED WHITE.

desired was not to be found. Caro's whims were so many and varied that it was fortunate-or unfortunate, as the case may be-that her inherited wealth was not taxed in their fulfill ment.
 She had tired of the luxurious new car, the sailboat and the city apart ment; her much-tried guardian was at his wits end to please. Yet not to please Caro- was to be himself miser- able. For David Blair, junior law partner and trusted friend of the girls departed father, had loved Caro with a deep, unselfish love, from the trium- phant epoch of her first long dress and "done-up" hair.
 She, unconscious perhaps of this love, had led her devoted slave a merry dance from the time of his instituted guardianship. David was given little CTS who f1Ocked in her train. Caro- herself dismissed each promptly in turn. Now, it seemed her overwhelm- ing desire was for some pet upon which to lavish her affection.
 "A dog" Caro told her guardian, "is a faithful creature, responding un- occasionally to ones moods"
 But why" David asked patiently. must it necessarily be a white dog, and very small?"
 "White, because shall have to keep it bathed and cared for" Caro- an swered; small, so that I may hold it in my lap"
 The guardian sighed. Caro's cxp,a- nations were as unSatiSfying as the smile which accompanied them was charming.
 Better wish for dog of that de- scription," he suggested. "For you to wish is to have-is it not Carolne?' There was a saddened note ill the guardians voice.
 Not always" Caro- replied; she looked at him quickly with inscrutable eyes.
 But as she drove her car that after noon beyond her accustomed way, small dog of exactly the kind she de sired. came daShing out across bar ren field to bark furiously at her intrusion.
 Caro- stopped the car, but the little animal continued to bark, until at length it paused breathlessly, to listen to her caressing voice.
 Come" cOaxed the girl; "you dear little thing" And as she Sprang down into the road the dogs feathery tail wagged fervently in greeting
 Before her nStOnished gaze he arose presently, waving his two fore-paws in the air, and executing a solemn dance around her.
 "You funny thing" she exclaimed. "You little trick dog!" Before she could forbid the little white creature had leaped into the car, grinning at her in dog fashion from the front seat.
 Hes mine," Caro- told herself dcfi- antly; q wished for him." But the guardian failed to rejoice with her, when he learned the discovery.
 Though the dog devoted himself jealously to Caro-, David Blair insisted upon placing an advertisement in the Found" column of that evenings pa per, and following closely upon its ap- pearance came pitiful reply.
 'The little found dog is my 'Fid- get" came scrawled in a childish fashion. "He is all I have to love. He acts with me in the circus. Please bring him back to. Marietta
 And though there was no further di- rectiOn or adreSs, David and his re- bellious ward drove that evening with Fidget between them to the fnraway grounds. where the travelling circus pitched it's great tent.
 The little dog of the loved Marietta watchers
 "She didn't sleep last n'ght," a painted clown said "Fidget is all the folks Marietta's got now, you see. Her lnOtler didn't live long after her dad was killed in his famous jump last year. The circus had sort of 'dopted Marietta since. Every one likes to see the k:d dance with her dog, tho 1t ain't much of an act after all Mariet- ta," called the clown, "cone here, honey" And Marietta came.
 A vision of flying golden curls and short ruflled skirts, she flew toward her pet, and had him in he" arms. Then tear-filled. the chlld's blue c! es sought Caro'S.
 "I'm sorry" she said, that you can't have Fidget. butt love him. And I haven't got anything else to love-"
 The Dalton heireSs nodded under standingly; her guardian noted in dis tress that her eyes were also filled with tears.
 Suddenly. inpulsively. the girls arms closed tight about the childish form.
 Dear" said Caro-. do you suppose that you could possibly learn [" love me? Would you like to come old l:v" in a big. stone house with 8 "a"rei . would you like to be-lny little Sis ter?"
 Caro-" David Blair exI",s;ulatci. think seriously what you are offer ing"
 q do think" the girl answered quit ly The old twinkle came ba'k t" Il eyes. Marietta will be more >at:Si.:' ing than Fidget." she said.
 And as he stood looking d"An uEH'. the two. David Bla:r's face su:I"Irl into a great tenderness.
 "I am afraid. Caro-, that fh>e never known the req! you" ne ,a'.
 And the girls eyes again 'a'sel e his, reflected their radiant !i:hi (Copyrght. 1919. Western News? pe' C'.'"'"
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