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DOUGLAS COUNTY SENTINEL.
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CHAOTIEER
By MARIE LOUIGE STETSON.
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Robert sat by tlie open lire and
smoked, hut his wus not n pipe of
peace, despite the warmth of the at
mosphere and the air of comfort per
vading his bachelor apartments. They
had once seemed home, but that was
before Margaret had been decided
upon ns the woman in all the' world.
In school days Robert had been
called slow. It was soon noted, how
ever, that Information once registered
was ever after in readiness for use.
Out In business hustlers had looked
upon him with suspicion, and yet
they were forced to edmit he seemed
to have a way of getting on. In be
lated courting days, too, Robert still
showed that tendency to dally, and
yet, though Margaret knew it not,
she hud been welcomed into his heart,
there to remain whatever her wish in
the matter might be. It was exas
perating, thoilgh, to find that the lover
was being thwarted as student and
business man hrtd never been.
‘Confound those Rhode Island
Reds,” he muttered under his breath.
“ ‘Gludio’l,’ strawberries, poultry! A
cabbage or pig craze will cotne next,
I presume. These women! They’ve
put up a big fight and got the ballot
Why can’t they settle down and be
satisfied?” And Robert, in u spirit of
vindlctlvenesR, kicked the brass and
irons fnithfully rendering the service
for which they were created.
Small satisfaction, that. They mere
ly kept right on shining in the red
glow of the fire.
The Hilton farm Is n little more
than a mile from the city jM>stottlce.
Harlow had often covered the distance
in three-quurters of an hour, but on
that particular .Sunday afternoon, Ir
rituhillty within and autumnal chilli
ness without gave a new impetus to
rapid walking. He was surprised In
glancing up from a long perusnl of
the sidewalk to find himself pussing
the old Norris place, an eyesore in
an otherwise attractive neighborhood.
On the sunny, If weather-beaten,
doorstep sat Enos Norris.
Harlow nodded and passed on.
Across the road and a little farther
up the hill were the well-kept farm
buildings owned by Margaret’s father
‘‘Smug contentment of the same sort
she shows," was his unspoken com- !
nient. ‘‘To be smiled at forever and ,
a day and yet to find the converse- j
lion switched off onto Rhode Island j
Reds whenever a fellow tried to be
serious!”
Suddenly around the corner of the
house, the lord of the henyard came
fluttering and squawking into view,
a rose-cheeked, liylug-lialred little
woman in hot pursuit.
‘‘Oh, Bob, can’t you catch him?"
she cried excitedly, ‘‘Don’t let him
get into the road, for pity’s sake!”
Harlow dashed out into the road,
arms waving threateningly, and Chan
ticleer, with an exclamation of rage,
changed his course in the direction
of the gooseberry bushes.
That barnyard fowl was ..captured
only when goosolHHUiyv.btfSfies, pressed
trousers, polished shoes and n dainty
afternoon gown gave evidence of the
devastation of war.
“Won't you come in, Boh?” Is
spite of the torn and mud-stained
gown, Harlow thought the lady of his
choice laid never looked half so sweet
as when she peeped up at him through
a pair of dancing eyes and blushing-
ly asked the question.
Barlow smiled. “Certainly. You
surely don’t think I came away up
here merely for the joy of chasing a
rooster over plowed ground and
through gooseberry bushes, do you?”
She laughed. “No, 1 don’t suppose
you did, but I’m ever so glad you
were here. I don't know what I
should have done without you.”
He looked keenly Into the brown
eyes raised to his.
“It's gratifying to realize that once
you have needed me. I’ve needed
you, Margaret, longer than I care to
say.”
Site was silent for a moment. Then
she smiled one of those battling smiles.
‘Don’t let’s talk about it out here
on the porch. Come in. I have a
confession to make."
Once Ueyflnd the closed door, she
aguln looked up and smiled.
“Bob, I was afraid for a long time
I was going to up and love you.”
“Why didn’t you? I shouldn’t have
made any objections.”
“I didn’t dare to. Do you know
Mr. Enos Norris?”
“By sight.”
‘And Mrs. Enos?”
“I’ve heard her voice.’ 1
‘Then you know her. Sirs. Enos is
what Mrs. Enos is because Mr. Enos
is what Mr. Enos Is. He’s slower
than stock-still, and I made up my
mind ages ago that whatever else I did
I’d never marry a man that was slow.
I thought you were.”
“Am I to take it you’ve changed
your mind?”
“Yes, but I’m afraid I’d never have
found you out but for that spunky
old rooster of mine. Mr. Enos never
chases roosters. That’s Mrs. Enos'
job.
“Margaret, I’ve also changed my
mind." he confessed, seizing two un
resisting hands in his. “When we
have our own little farm, what say
we plant the front yard with gladioli,
the back yard with strawberries, and
let Chanticleer aud his family run
riot over the whole place? If there’s
anything I adore, it’s Rhode Island
Reds. . . . and you.”.
DULCIE’S HEART , „
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By MOLLIE MATHER.
SMITH & HIGGINS
Dulcie's heart was broken. She was
sure that It was broken, for she could
take tro interest in anything, and her
music was ail in minor key. Tills was
serious with Dulcie, as teaching music
was her profession ; and Aunt Dulceuia
Stubbing, for whom she was named,
hud prophesied failure in tier musical
venture when she left the lonely house
that had sheltered her from orphaned
childhood, and had gone into the city
to seek her fortune. Everything would
have run smoothly if Homer hud not
appeared upon the scene.
Htinier was the assured young man
who had recently broken Dulcie’s
heart. She had heard that travel and
change of scene were the remedies
most conducive to the healing of
broken hearts, so Dulcie gloomily
searched the advertising columns of
the papers for some desirable destina
tion.
“To rent or for sale,” she read, “one
farm cottage,” situated at extreme end
of Bowman’s village—horse and cow
included in bargain.” Now, a house
at the extreme end of a sparsely pop
ulated village would appear to be re
moved from the danger of association
with, or being deceived by, some dan
gerously agreeable man. Dulcie an
swered the advertisement. She had
an Idea of removing her piano to this
Isolated spot, and pursuing'the further
musical study she needed.
Dulcie warmed to her plan as she
thought of its Hostilities, and she
determined not to return to the city
studio until her heart should be wholly
indifferent to the humilluiing pangs re
cently indicted. Homer, by that time
would he married to the gay girl who
had supplanted her in his affection.
When the response to Dulcie’s letter
came she ran blithely, for a young
woman of broken heart, to her room,
where she might immediately pen her
answering letter .if agreement.
The communication from the adver
tiser was surprising. Dulcie frowned
over it, because in her new attitude
of bitterness tow&rd the male sex, It
ww disturbing to read so honestly dis
interested a letter.
“He could not,” this unusual renter
said, “consider renting his old cottage
to a solitary woman. For a farmer
and his family the place would not
seem so desolute, he advised her to
look elsewhere, and he signed himself
“Hill Doane."
Dulcie sent a tart reply, to the ef
fect that solitude was what she de
sired, and that she would arrive by a
stated train to' look the place over.
She inscribed herself in full, “Dulcenhi
Stubbing." Back came a hurried let
ter; Rill Doane would meet her with
the light wagon at the station when
she arrived. There was no auto or
bus, he wrote, traveling in that di
rection. Dulcie felt the first sense of
exhilaration site had known since Ho
mer Stnnleigh bad so calmly acquaint
ed her with his engagement.
She decided that she would not be
able to get out to her cottage before
sunset. If she stopped to engage the
young housekeeper, and the picture of
herself riding through a summer sun
set in u spring xvugon by Bill Doane’ff
side was adventurous and unusual.
The more, desolate the cottage, ap
peared to he upou approach, the better
Dulcie felt it'would fit in with her
own mood. She hoped the young girl
she engaged would understand caring
for a horse and u cow, for Dulcie firm
ly resolved to have no man helper
about, not even a crude Bill Doane.
She was pleased with her find of com
panion.
The Mg young daughter of Bow
man’s hotel keeper eagerly offered her
own services, and was ready to ac
company Dulcie to where Bill Doane
had agreed to meet her. He was there
when they arrived. Dulcie recognized
him by the light spring cart, then she
flushed nn indignant red, which amaz
ingly turned to rose-colored discomfi
ture, at fds engaging smile.
Dulcie had wished to meet no man;
this Immaculate, pleasing, citified
young mftn was appalling. But Mr.
Doane also appeared surprised and
doubtful. '•—***&•
“f came to meet Miss Dulcenla Steb-
blns,” he said doubtfully. “A woman
who rented my heirloom cottage upon
the hill.”
Dulcie studied her shoes.
It was evident that Mr. Bill Doane
had expected from her own spinster-
like name, and the Independent tart
ness of her letter, to meet a domineer
ing elderly woman. All nt once both
the letter and her own solitary Inclina
tion appeared unaccountably strange.
“1 have nn aunt,” Dulcie suggested,
deceitfully, “whose name is also Dul-
cenia Stebhins.”
“I see," said the pleasing young man.
"and you expect her out later?"
Dulcie nodded, mentally deciding
that Aunt Dulcenla should come.
“Good!” exclaimed the ynunj; man,
“I am camping out near oui- ^lace for
a while. It surely will be good to
have neighbors.”
The fields were fmgrmit with sum
mer scents. Over the hills the sun
went down in glory aa Bill Doane jok
ingly drove the old-fashioned cart
down the narrow luiic. After a time
he turned to her, suddenly grave.
"I hope,” said Bill Doane, “that we
are going to be frieuda, you and I”
And Dnlcle, looking back into the
kindly brown eyes, was wondering per
plexedly how she could ever have fan
cied that she cared for eyes calm and
colortess, like Homer Stanleigh’s.
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