The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-11-06
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flung himself out of the woods crossed the creek. went through . cornfield that ended abruptly in strawberry bed, sensible corn field. and there--it was miracie-hs found her.
 Her face dimpssd at sight of him. She held up bunch of berries. ''Ain't they pretty IT. she said.
 ''Prettyr' scored Philip, io,,ins into he, eyes, they are the most beautiful things in the world"
 on its witch look
 Yes" said Philip. he meant to make s fine speech, T love little wild things iike"- there was cascade of laughter-"like straw berries." he ended. lamely
 DO ye nowf' she tauntsd.
 Philip looked at her heiplesslv With ths panoramic vision of drowning ,man he saw the woman of those other times-women of showy pattern and somewhat coarse fibre if seemed to him as he looked down at the flower like face of the wilding who was his torment. his delight.
 In spite of her gayety, her coouetrte ph,,,n found that Bettie-she had told him she was
 Jes Bettie"-had little reserves of her own Always she seemed to him to be behind q veil, He thought that her life bloomed wide like dull before I came. Bettie7" "Jes a gray sky' she sighed. And now?'' Hits got a rainbow in hit." she laughed
 So cieverly did she mix bitter and sweet for him: so cunningly did she repel to encourage. nout to natter, that Philip flung an ancestry that stretched over seas at her shabby little feet.
 Yer mar wouldn't like hit" Bettie re. dected one day. mental picture of his moth- CTS aristocratic hands uplifted in horror a, the mesailiance came to Philip: another of Betties mother leaning over a rude counter and doling out grits and gossip to her rude customers. His jaw set. "Bettie," he said, his youth. his hope. his love in his voice. you'll learn our ways. won't you?''
 Bettie's face crinkled with It's old wicked ness. T ain't much ter learn ways" she said, and Philip smiled at her with wistfui fond ness.
 Some two weeks after Philips initiation into duck on the rock" enlightenment came to him in the shape of Q Sunday edition, great educators. Sunday editions. He knew the tan- talizing small face that looked at him from the printed sheet-how well he knew 1t, and the soft little gypsy hands touch. With one leaping bound. he had gone on being foolish so long. wisdom came to him.
 With an angry throbbing ache in his throat, he packed his grips. The little brown thing had won. as she said she would.
 I have come to say goodbye" he said stiffly. he had sworn he would not see her. ''and thank you for instructing so awkward a novitiate as in the little game you play 50 well''
 Bettie dimpied.
 Tt runs like story" he continued "In Already the daughter of a multi millionaire meets a poor. but honest young man who has the misfortune to be stupid to the point of not discriminating between an orchid and a noun tain daisy. She teaches him an ancient game tho most amusing game now in existence
 ''To youf' Bottle paled under her tan.
 ITO you." Philip bowed ceremoniously ''victor. whether you spin ducks or scalp wood- en indiana
 Thank you." Bettis spoke politely. "I won't detain you. No doubt you want to pack"
 My luggage has gone on," said Philip with dignity. He held out his hand.
 Bettie tried to smile. but the corners of her mouth were stiff.
 Wont you say you are sorry. Bettier'
 Bettie wouldn't.
 Won't you say somethingr'
 Philip turned away. He didn't look back at the turn in the road. as every story reader knows that he should.
 "Oh. Phil. Phil. Philip Bettie had been run ming and her voice came in little gaspS "rm not sorry! The dear. bad devil tempted me. I'd just given my clothes to a little girl met a vain little thing. because I wanted to be poor and shabby and free I didn't lie to you l ran away because I wouldn't take greatness in the shape of a foreign lord haven't got any friends left because I did it-everybodys dow on me. I gloried in your caring not be- cause of my misfortunes and my money" Bettie's lips were getting quivery. but in spite of them, and." sobbing. you don't care a-a-a-
 But Philip had crushed the sweet lips into silence.