The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1919-11-14
PRINCE AND PUPPY
BY CHRISTINE HAYES.

the last word came in clear and
astonishing high "g."
But his skins too loose" confided
Dorothy. sadly.
"Oh, that's oil right" laughed Auntie
Vic, adding, as Dorothy's dark eyes
still doubted, Hell grow to fit it; You
wait and see."
When Victoria had kissed the twins
and petted the puppy and rescued the
skirt Of her new tweed suit from his
undiscrIminating teeth, she inquired !:
where's your mother?"
"Gone to a party. She left note
for you. It's on the hall table,"
go get 1t, Zaidee," Dorothy lsug-
gested. Victoria opened the note chr e-
lessly, which read:
SORRY can't be here, dear. Make
yourself ut home. Ollie will give you
some lunch. See you soon. NJ. C.'s
In town."
Victoria gave little GREATNESS, in.
voluntary, "Oh" and her face grew
as white as healthy coat Of tan
would let 1t.
whats the matter7" chorused the
twins. @
mot a thing, sugar angels" replied
their appallingly untruthful aunt, tex
cept I'm as hungry as a couple Of
bears"
IF she was so awful hungry" Zai-
dee wanted to know, when the adored
young aunt had gone to change her
dress. IF she was so awful hungry,
Dots, why didn't she eat anything?"
But that, so far as Dots was con-
cerned. seemed destined to remain
mystery.
Meanwhile, Victoria, DOMINIC a ruff
fed blue voile, hummed popular
song. That didn't seem to 60 so very
well, but she caught herself singing
something she had not meant to sing
and stopped abruptly. 1t seemed she
couldn't get away from Mark Crane
If she tried even his silly song pos
sessed her.
Oh, well, she shrugged, his being in
the same town needn't make any differ
ence to her. She hoped, of course,
that she wouldn't meet him, but IL she
did-well what of that? She wouldn't
admit she was sorry until Mark gave
in. and she knew Mark well enough to
know that he never, never would give
in till she showed that she was sorry.
So there ii was-a vicious circle.
| She didn't care, anyway. Not a bit.
She cried little then and there just
to prove It.
"She does weigh more thnn two
squirrels J" Shrill alteration from be-
low interrupted the current Of her
thoughts. Left to themselves in the
heat of debate, the twins were apt TO
scratch and pull each others hair with
a fury calculated to set the neighbors
a-speculating on the Darwinian theory.
Victoria hurried down. rt
Don't you weigh more than two
squirrels, Auntie vic?" demanded Zai-
dee, passionately.
"Well," reasoned Dorothy, 1--WE ask
ed mother how much she weighed and
she said as much as a horse and two
squirrels and monkey, and you can
see for yourself that If mother
weighs"
Victoria laughed helplessly at her
plump sisters subterfuge to keep the
entire nelghborhood from knowing her
exact weight.
where's the puppy" she asked.
This diversion proved more than sue
cessful for the puppy was in fact,
missing. 20
And only yesterday" Zaidee mourn
cd, ''he chewed up my little live duck"
Her aunt stared aghast. "Well any
way" she qualified, ~ pretended 1t
was alive"
After q futile search, it developed
that Rus, the grocer's boy, had seen a
small yellow dog-"Yes'm, down the
street q little ways" So Auntie Vie,
with O doleful twin clinging to each
hand, set out in the direction indicated.
They came upon the puppy sitting in
front Of a dry goods store Cooking sor-
ry" as Dorothy put it, ooh, look !"
she shreked. delightedly, "he's waving
his ear at us!"
lie gave tnem an unqueSllOndDly en-
thusiastic reception, and as Victoria
stopped 20 pat him, his awkward, eag-
er paw caught In the slender gold chain
about her neck. The chain broke and
the locket 1t had suspended spun into
the gutter.
Permit me-" It was Mark Crane
who stood, stihiy courteous, holding
out her locket to her. A BIT Of paper
escaped from 1t and fluttered to the
sidewalk. As Mark stopped to recover
that also, he read on It in Victories
handwriting, "Prince Of Dreams" In
picking 1t up he shamelessly filpped II
over with his nail-the photographed
face was his own!
"Th-thank you" said Victoria, In a
voice not much louder than the one
with which conscience is credited.
Their eyes met, and Mark grinned--
n little-boy grin, haunting, complacent,
but very, very happy. Il was as If he
had said = number Of things-things
like "Ya-a-hl you had to give In r. and
81 knew;you couldn't get along without
me, Smnrty" Which,. had Victoria
loved him less, would have been ,suffi.
Client kindling for q supplementary
quarrel,
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