Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1904-01-14

TRIED NOT TO WATCH CERTAIN FIGURE.
ever have laughed over 1t with the
rest? Was that the way Tom looked
at her-as the landladys daughter?
Was that the pitiful foundation OF her
happy dreams? For once she was
ashamed Of her mother'E calling. The
tears came, but she brushed them
angrily away. Tom Garrett need not
think that she was like the average
girl Of college town. She would be
college widow for no one!
The tea bell was ringing. With a
hasty glance In the mirror to see that
no traces of foolish tears remained she
tripped down stairs with poor as
sumption Of her ordinary manner,
Once safe hohlnd the urn, she devoted
herself to the business Of pouring tea.
She appeared particularly obllvlous to
the glances that Tom sent In her direc-
tlon, as II wondering the cause Of her
silence.
He fingered at tho table after the
others,
"Arep't you feeling well, Nancyp
She clattered with the tea things as
she laid stlfIly:
"Qulte well, thank you"
Tom looked his surprise at her tone,
but he only said pleasantly;
"Well, don't forget the concert. We
had better start at $780,"
Nancy made valiant effort to be
cool aud dlgnifed, but there was lit
tic catch In her voice as she said:
"Oh, the concert! | had forgotten.
But IL don't feel like going tonight.
You had better take some one else. !"
And she fairly ran from the room.
Tom gazed after her In blank aston
ishment.
He understood even less In the days
that followed. Nancy refused all his
Invitations until he grew thoroughly
provoked at her.
Du Pcyster came to call. Nancy said
she was delighted to see him and was
so very charming that he came again
and again. Tom had never thought
much about Du Peyster, but now he
found himself regarding "the CALI
with hatred. Du Pcyster took Nancy
to all the games.
81 do not need your tickets, thank
you, Mr.. Garrett"
That mfr" was the last straw, and
Tom vowed thDt he would never again
try to make friends with her. He kept
his word. but his heart often failed
him as he saw Nancy, his pretty Nan
cy. go Off with that cad Du Peyster
with never IA glance In his direction.
IL was clear November day, an
ideal Thanksgiving day. and every one
was out In force for the last game OF
the season. Du Pcyster thought he
had never seen Nancy look prettier, all
In the college colors, with her red suit
and blncl, furs. Her dark eyes danced
with excitement. and the cold mir gave
n brilliant color TO her usually pale
checks. He told her 10. but somehow
II gave her no pleasure.
Don't let's talk 30 much," she said
eagerly. "We must pay strict atten-
tion to the game since 1t is the end OF
the season."
The cheering and singing commenc.
ed as the two teams trottcd out on the
field. Oh. there was that hateful song
again! Nancy tried not to watch n
certain figure, but II seemed impos-
slhlo for her eyes to forget their old
trick OF hunting IL out after every
scrimmngc.
1t was un exciting game, for the two
teams were evenly matched. Nancy
found herself hanging breathlessly OH
every play.
The first half over and even scores
Could It be possible that BnylIas would
be whipped on its own field? How
long the intermihslon secmedl There
they come again!
Shout, Bnyllss. shout Cheer ns you
never did beforcl The team must not
know that you have even doubt oi
lts failure.
The line or players zigzaggcd up and
down. following that bit OF quick
silver, the ball. Now there was d
splendid run. now II kick. ~he scores
mounted slowly. But what was that
Some one wns running with the ball
One intcrccpting player was thrown
another dashed aside and still the FIX
urc sped on. Nearer. nearer the goal
postsI Three oppouents We're nimas