The Dolores star., 1921-02-25

Mertdith.' supplied Persis.
'i''''i'h but either must have
Nn""h H"h before or somebody mar.
'''"'N'N IKE you. was afraid |
"oulh never see you if let Won g,-
NO you wouldn't have. Mr. Yves.
."ih i"r am gong away" r.pIied
| FtrAiS, u note of sadness crecpinr iuto
''tr '"ico MS She thought how happy
sue hhh been, even IL she was only
making Just enough with her draw.
! !nsS to pay her way.
StaniordS face lell To long inces.
sanity for the Girl of his Dreams ia
nave ucr materia!izc miraculuuSly. and
Ih'h to lose her Impossible, But he
only said, duly. Must youF"
YES answered rersis, smoothing
ont one OF her worn gloves, "Iye got
to 20 back home"
ANA is there somebody back homer"
he asked, the sudden flare OF icalousy
"hl'h seized him making him forget
now little right he had to ask such d
question.
hrs-ln Il way there is. a somebody
VIII" doesn't altogether approve Of n,o ,
Hut enough about me. Are you lpt.
teri"
slowly In Stanfords mind was grow
'ug the realization of where he Ia.
seen ms girl. Ignoring her question
~ MS rag"ihess. Aren't you the uur-
son who sem me stun to eat and 81
by tue SuHctimeS?' he demanded.
Taken unaware PerSis could ONLY
blush and drop her eyes. Then she
murnured. "But any one would have
done the same. am sure. You
seemed 80 al"ne-and one day heard
i"u calling for some one and | knew
You were delirlous and might think l
were she-the one you were calling"
Tn" likahle face of the youth op-
DUSlt" grew tender. DO You know"
he said. Il think you made mo well.
Hut sine" you've stopped coming
haven't wanted to get better. |
thought YOU were a Dream Girl and
! spent all my time thinking of my
dream. ! know 1t can't seem TO vOI
~ if we We're anything more than
strangers, but--oh. don't 90 home just
yet. Stay and let Inc see you occa-
Sionally Let me teach you to--lilie
me little. so that some day you
might become In very truth my--my
Dream Girl :"
But Persis had risen and stood fac
Ing him Indignantly. "Why. you're
married Mr. Weston" she said. with
emphasis.
Stanford looked at her in amaze
mcnt What In thunder makes you
think thatf' ne asked.
why" said Persis, when you were
delirlOus you talked over and over
about your-wife. You called her
Oracle and once you said: ri be
glad when you come home, darling"
WetSon, to Persis' utter confusion,
threw his head back and laughed the
first good laugh he had had for many
a day. Excuse me, Miss Meredith,
but poor old Gracie-six foot two
inches, and beard yard long, judg-
ing by his last picture from Chile.
Why, We were roommates at college,
and when the boys found his last
name was Darling they Immediately
tackled the name Of Oracle In front
of 1t and Oracle he has been ever
since. AS for the wife part, it's
what a fellow always calls his room
mate"
81 understand now. of course" said
Persis. But the mistake was nat
ural one!"
"Of course, it was, llttle-I mean.
Miss Meredith" assented Stanford,
gently, "but now that everything Is
Strengthened out, won't you give me at
least a chance to prove myself first,
your very good friend and then some
day, more than thatT
Persis raised her soft eyes to the
true brown ones of the man opposite
her. Would she ever dare tell, him
that, married though she thought he
was, she had fallen in love with him
and. thinking her love hopeless, was
running away home?
But Stanford was urging her
again. Don't you think dreams ever
come true?"
a great wave of happiness swept
through her. But all she said was:
I'm sure they do, sometimes!" !"