Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1900-06-21

VET trailed her beau.
SsN>. tiful robe up and
down the room, and had looked at her
refectionIn the tall mirror, turning
her pretty head and posing with o
childish delight.
"Think of it, Kitty! Think OF itp
she had cried to the white cat, watch
ing her with lazy surprise from the
rug. ''He has been away two years
dear old, honest, stupid, loving Bobl
and I was so poor when he went
away-so wrerchedly poor and hard
working in that awful school. Why,
he always saw me in shirt waists and
skirts, Kitten! I never had whole
dress-never! And now look at thisl
and my beautiful, beautiful home
and money enough to make any num-
Der of people happy. 1 was almost
sorry that he had grown rich, Kitty
Cat, but what does it matter? He
liked me when / was poor-and that
is the test, after all. How glad he'll
be-how very glad"
And thought of it had set her mus
ing, so that she did not even hear the
bell when he rang, did not know that
he was coming until he was standing
at the door, big and strong and sun
burned, and holding out both hands.
She flew to him then, forgetting the
pretty home and the dress and all the
rest of it. There was such flame in
her cheeks, such shining delight in
her eyes that he might have been par
doned if he had kissed her. Her face
was uplifted-there was a tremulons
smile on her lips. He might so easily
have kissed her, for old times sake if
for nothing else, and because they had
erty and misfortune. But he did not.
He held her away from him by both
hands, instead, and looked over her
with astonished scrutiny.
Jupiter, Nell!-but you have come
out!" he cried. eff I had met you
any where else wouldn't have known
you-on my word, wouldn't-espe-
cially in that dress. Inever saw you
wear anything like that" he added,
apologetically.
''Well, of course noti" she replied,
gaily, giving him seat near the fire,
and bringing her own chair opposite.
Fancy an underteacher at Madame
Tully's wearing crepe de chine! But,
oh, isn't pretty, Bob? Isn't every
thing pretty. And weren't you glad?"
"Wasn't Ip' cried the man, cor
daily. 'It was just like story, you
know. Do you remember how we
used to pretend you and were living
a story, and that everything that hap
pened was part of it?'
A brighter color had famed up into
the girls face. Bob paused little
while to admire it, and to recall slowly
that in the old school days
she had been little pale.
"When it turned around that I had
to go out to the mines, you know.
he went on, genially. 1--WE talked il
over-do you remember that night
and then after while we laughed be
cause we were only in story, ant
the story was bound to come ou
right, and no matter how bad thing.
looked was dead sure to come bacl
in year or two with loads of money.
"Just as you have" murmured thu
girl. She had turned her chai
around a little, and was looking a
the fire.
Weren't we foolish youngsters?'
he asked, with honest amusement
'I suppose we had to have lot of ful
to keep US from losing heart with al
that confounded poverty and hare
times. But it was you that got it nj
you mustn't forget that. I'd nevel
have thought of it myself"
"To pass away the time" said tn
girl, softly, with the freight making
Q fickering CLEAN in her eyes.
ooh, OF course!" he responded
heartily. '"Tbs only part OF it that