The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1901-06-18
KISMET.
What Fate Did For Dick
Madison and Dolly
Seymour.
Observation-Disclosures

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Half a minute before the Riverdale ex-
press was to pull out of the Grand Cen
trail station a cab dashed up to the en-
trance, a tall, athletic young fellow leap
ed out, handed the driver a bill, grab
| bed his suit case and rushed to the ticket
Office. He had barely time to run down
the long station to his train, for as he
swung himself up the steps the engine
slowly pulled out with its heavy load.
The APO for Riverdale generally was
crowded, and this particular day was no
exception. As the young man passed
| through car after car not a vacant seat
was to be seen. Finally he stopped by
| the only place left in the whole train.
ty girl of about 20. Chic was written all
over her, from the folded Persian scarf
on her little travelling hat to the per-
forated tips of her jaunty Oxfords. For
the rest there were a brown skirt-short,
of course-and white waist, with scarlet
belt and butterfly tie.
The young man hesitated moment.
She glanced up with a pair of brown
eyes in which contended mischief and
occurrences. The young man gave a
little start, but the girl straightway look
ed out of the window again, so he said
nothing and sat down. She appeared to
find the landscape of cobblestoned streets
and Harlem fats extremely interesting,
for she gazed at them intently. Once
she turned and glanced at him, but find
ing his eyes-frank, blue eyes they were
fixed on her she turned away with a
little toss of her curly, brown head. and
he could see the red blood mount in her
tanned cheek.
Hang it," he said to himself, II am
sure that it Isl!
Which remark, though not clear to an
outsider, was full of meaning to him. For
this same brown eyed face was fixed in
his memory. He had seen those same
brown curIs under vastly different cir
cumstances and had thought of them
more than is deemed consistent when
man is engaged to some one else. Rich-
ard Madison was a young man of some
wealth, nominally in charge of fine old
estate, but the lifelong friend and lawyer
of his late father attended to the business
80 well that the young man was only too
glad to leave it entirely in these hands
and enjoy himself travelling. The past
Is months he had spent abroad with sew
eral friends, and he had but that very
morning stepped off the feetest of mod
ern ocean greyhounds. His first thought
was to run up to Rose Hill and see Hell
enc Carey, his fancee. She did not know
he was coming. for their correspondence
of late had not been very spirited. Hell
enc had been at Newport and yachting
q good deal. She was faverite socially,
as she was rich, and more amiable than
clever Their engagement had never been
announced, but it had been an understood
thing between their families for several
years. From a social standpoint it was
an excellent match. but Madison had
often found himself wishing that Helene
was-well, different" He could not ex
actly define what he meant. "Since that
idiot Morris told her she looked like
Eames she has been colder than ever" he
said to himself savagely. He thought
now of Helene's placid eyes and smooth
hair.
"Now, If it only curled, Hke-like"-
His eyes wandered again to the brown
curls so close to his shoulder and he
thought of the time he had seen this
same pretty head dripping wet and the
small face very white. With two chums
he was steaming along the Thames in a
launch, between the beautiful green
banks and picturesques homes of which
the English are so justly proud. Sudden
ly they heard shrek and a splash and
turned to see white dress disappear into
the water Madison sprang out and swan
toward her, missed her the first time. but
when she next came up grabbed her, and
in a moments time was rolling her most
automatically on the grass. while the
people of the house came rushing down
with restoratives and thanksgivings in
the usual incoherent tumble. He remem-
bered how he broke away from them as
soon as she opened those brown eyes,
and many times since he had groaned in
wardly al his idotic remark when she
looked into his eyes and murmured some
words of thanks. And now. after all
these months, here he was sitting in the
same seat with heron the way to see
Helene
They were just entering the tunnel
now, and the girl struggled to close the
window Before she could make it work,
however. in they dashed, and Whit of
the iii smelling smoke swept In. Madi-
SOL reached over to the obstinate window,
which recognizing the masculine touch,
obediently closed. Somehow in the process
his hand met hers.
"rhank you ever so much" said
small. sweet voice when he had resumed
lis seat. He raised his hat.
Don't mention 1t.
She turned now and looked straight in
to his eyes, vi 10 an amused expression
danced in her ".
''Do you always say thatY" she asked.
$50 you have consented to recognize
me-" he replied. lawfully good of you!
No; I have a few other phrases at my
command if | only have a chance to
show them off,"
"Why did you run away?" she de-
manded.
'sWhy-er-you know / had to go after
my hat. 1t was floating down the river,
you know"
The last part of his sentence was lost
In her burst of laughter.
"How perfectly absurdp' she exclaim-
ed and laughed again. but if that isn't
just like a man-to save a girls life and
not stay for thanks and introductions be-
cause his precious hat is gone! We tried
and tried to find you, but we only had
that place for the season and left in
about month afterward."
"We?"
1.-THE aunts l always travel around
with They have been ready ever since
to fall on your neck with gratitude and
tears"
"Oh," protested the young man, on
whose brow the laurels of life saver did
not rest easily, sit didn't amount to any
thingw
"Oh, of course not" she answered
quickly, with exaggerated politeness,
"but you needn't lay such stress on it!'
"But ~ he began. Then their eyes
met, and both laughed.
"Your eyes are brighter than ever" he
said.
"And you've shaved your mustache."
"Why, / haven't worn a mustache for
a year. That's another rescuer you are
thinking about. Is it habit of yours to
fall into the river when a young man
happens to go by in boatF