The most prominent
women in Dalton were identified with the movement, and with such leaders
surely no girl need be afraid to follow. Besides, as Major Dale said,
children would be those most benefited, therefore children should do
what they could to help the work along.
"I am so glad you do not object to the Auxiliary, father," she said, as
he arose to bid her good night. "Of course I shall never meet another
Miles Burlock, and therefore I shall not have to make a personal appeal
to any one again," and she looked sadly into her father's face. "Do you
think we will ever find little Nellie?"
"Yes, daughter, I feel certain we will soon hear something of the heirs
of Miles Burlock. But there now," and he kissed her again, "run along to
bed. Your brothers are snoring by this time."
"Good night, daddy dear," she said, pressing his cheek lovingly to her
own, "I never forget that I am the daughter of a soldier, and that
thought, more than anything else--earthly, takes care of me--guides me
aright, and makes me proud of being Dorothy Dale!"
CHAPTER XII
AN UNPROVOKED ATTACK
The beautiful month of June was jotting down her days with sweetest
floral mottoes--each in its turn paying tribute to the Queen of Months.
Roses had come, daisies were weaving the fields into a cloth of white
and gold, the side roads of Dalton were framed with clouds of snowy
dogwood, and that "rarest of days" the perfect day in June had come.
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