Margaret Penrose.

Dorothy Dale in the City





Happier, Daddy, cried his daughter, with her arms around his neck. Much happier, for I helped someone.

As you always do, murmured Tavia. I wonder whom you will help next; or what you will do? Dorothy Dale! If only I could have the faculty of falling into things, straightening them out, and making everybody live happier ever after, as you do, Im sure I would be the happiest person alive.

But you do help, said Dorothy, with a sly look at Bob.

Indeed she began that well-built young man.

Lets tell ghost stories! proposed Tavia suddenly, with an obvious desire to change the topic. Its nice of you to say that, Doro, she went on, but you know I do make a horrible mess of everything I touch. But I do wonder what youll do next?

And what Dorothy did may be learned by reading the next volume of this series to be called, Dorothy Dales Promise. In that we will meet her again, and Tavia also, for the two were too close friends now to let ordinary matters separate them.

Come on, girls! proposed Bob, a few days later, as he, with the other boys, called at the apartment Weve got the best scheme ever!

What is it? asked Tavia suspiciously.

A sleighing party a good old-fashioned one, like in the country. Well go up to the Bronx, somewhere, have a supper and a dance, and

We really ought to be packing to go home, said Dorothy, but not as if she half meant it.

Fudge! cried Nat. You can pack in half an hour.

Much you know about it, declared Tavia.

But the boys prevailed, and that night, with Mrs. White and the major, a merry little party dashed over the white snow, to the accompaniment of jingling bells, and under a silvery moon. And now, for a time, we will take leave of Dorothy Dale.

THE END

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