The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1905-03-01
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BY s. L. TinSiey
Copyright. 1904. bu ). L. Tinsleu

rain, are you, Betty
why not2" Betty turned around
slowly and looked at her mother
why not? Why, because it Is pour
pouring"
We'll, what of 1t? I'm not afraid OF
rain" And the young lady clasped her
gloves with II snap, unfastened her UNI
brella and tripped ont beneath the drip
ping skies
Hardly two squares had been covered
when Betty saw young man coming
toward her. Jack Winslow bowed,
smiled and stopped. Betty blushed.
why, really. Jack. what tempted you
out to wadef'
What tempted Miss Betty away from
her chocolates and noyelsW
MIR. Elfland's new picture"
"Jove, that's just my excuse! Say we
go together" Jack looked anXiously,
wistfully Mt his companion. Miss Bet
ty blushcd more deeply.
Come ing" said she. And togeth-
er they walked down the street. Ar
irving al the art gallery, they hunted
out the much talked of picture.
Several people We're standing before
II i'll silent admiration. The painting
represented II room, seated in the fore
ground of which was the figure of
girl In white gown. Her black hair
was parted and arranged In soft, thick
rolls on both sides of her fair. pale
face In her hand she held two roses,
red rose aud Il pink one. The trou-
bled expression OF her face told of per-
plexity \ question was to be solved,
but the answer could not be found.
Betty clasped her hands with delight.
oh" she cried, how perfectly beau
tlful it is! oh, Jack, isn't she-isn't
she just perfect
The young man smiled down upon
the enthusiastic girl at his side.
'.She IL beautiful. but not perfect"
why notI"
Betty opened her eyes wide with
amazement.
"Because." continued the young man.
"she ought not TO have any trouble In
knowing whom she wants for her hus-
Il nd "
~ ny not? one man might be rich
and the other man poor Don't you
see the pink rose Is small and pale,
while the other rose Is full blown
beauty of rich velvety red.
Jack shook his head.
ANYHOW she should not hesitate for
n moment She should take the man
she loves"
And he poor and miserable all her
lfeY" inquired Betty mlschievously.
Not miserable. but poor and happy,
perfectly happy"
Jack Winslow was watching his com
panion's face Betty laughed.
well" replied she, perhaps you are
right after all. Here comes Frank
Carlyle"
a tall slender young man walked
lelsurcly up to Miss Betty's side, and,
bowling slightly TO Jack, he turned to
ward the picture.
Well" remarked he after mo
ment's silence. "shc is In fix, isn't
shei Pink or red; it's down to Il
choice Of favor.te color, it seems to
me-"
Not at ALL" replied Jack testify.
(Which does she love bestI"
"Well"-Frank elevated his brows
as though surprised isn't that about
lect her favorite now, and why doesn't
she do 1t without so much troubleF'
Betty, who had been silently admir-
ing the picture during the converse
ton, now turned again toward her com
panions.
she is girl you know
Yes" replied both of the young men
at the same time.
"a girl" continued Betty, "has to
wonder sometimes whether she knows
her own mind or not. Here are two
men. Both are kind and attentive to
the girl Both offer her the best that
he has to give. Both pay her the high
est compliment that a man can pay to
a woman, for each one in turn asks
her to be his wife. Here, on the one
hand are riches. n life with every wish
granted, Il mother and father made
comfortable, and husband who loves
you. If she does not love him, she
respects and admires him. On the
other hand are life of everlasting
economy, IA home where there may al
ways be the necessities OF life, but
very few Of the luxuries; II father and
mother who must continue In their
same circumstances, little trip now
and then when there chances to be an
excursion, and husband who loves
you, who denies himself for you and
whom you IN your turn love. Which
shall 1t ber'
Without moments hesitation both
OF the young men answered, THE man
you love"
Betty was twisting the chain Of her
satchel around her finger. She laugh
ed and shook her head when she heard
the answer.
"Well, see that you are both as
yet at the romantic age"
"Are your"
Frank Carlyle looked down into the
fair, sweet face close beside him. Bet
ty looked at Jack Winslow. He was
more toward Frank and looking mis-
chievously sideways at Jack, she said.
"Who knows"
Frank laughed and looked at Lis
watch.
"Half past a." said he. We'll, |
must be Off II you were going look
ing first at Betty. then at Jack. why,
it's SO beastly unpleasant l thought
perhaps | might give you lift In the
carriage" Jack declined with thanks.
A. deep dimple Swallowed Betty's pink
cheek for u moment Then, looking de-
muresy ut Jack, she answered Frank s
question.
Il would be ever so much obliged to
you II you would just drop me at my
door. Mother scolded because l came
out, and It will appease her wrath
somewhat to know that l came home
without being touched by the rain"
Jack said nothing, but his face was
very pale when Betty gave him her
hand at the carriage door. Frank tried