Perth Amboy evening news., 1906-01-26
sHELEN'S BROTHER.

big gates of the railway station to-
gether with several hundred other
people who had just got off a train
from the west. She was a symphony
in golden brown and from her hat "a
the hem of her smart tailor skirt and
including the suitcase she carried she
matched to the hair's-breadth of a
shade. Moreover, her eyes matched
her clothes and she was pink and
white and rather excited.
Once apart from the crowd she hest
tated a moment, her eyes sweeping the
bystanders. Suddenly she caught the
glance of a good-looking young man
who wore a violent crimson tie and but.
ton shoes, and who was most patient,
ly waiting. She beamed so relievedly
that he unconsciously stepped forward
as she fluttered down upon him.
"Oh," cried the girl in brown. "a
just knew it was you the instant |
say you! Helen said when she wrote
to tell me why she couldn't meet me
that she'd send her brother Dick
She's told me so much about you,
And she said | couldn't help know
ing you because you wore such dread
full ties. | beg your pardon; of course
your tie isn't at all dreadful, but red,
you know"
"Oh, don't mention it," begged the
young man as she struggled in embar'
rassment. I'm always getting guyed
about my neckwear! But
"How is Helen?' cried the girl in
brown. I'm just crazy to see the deal
thing. Just think! We haven't set
eyes on each other since we were
graduated last June! | think it was
perfectly lovely of her to invite me in.
to spend the holidays and she's
planned so many delightful things to
do. And isn't it fine that you could
be here. too? Actually, HeIen sung
the praises OF her brother SO much
at school that we girls used to get
tired of you. That isl mean-not OF
you, of course. because we didn't know
you-but of hearing about you. That
sounds impolite, I know, but | don't
mean"
ooh. / understand" said the young
man. hastily. He seemed fascinated,
but uncomfortable.
Don't you think we'd better be
starting?" asked the girl in brown
with an excited little dance step and Q
lift of her pretty eyebrows.
The young man picked up the suit
case perforce and opened his mouth,
but she broke in again as they began
edging their way to the stairs.
I'm SO glau you are a harvard
man." she burst out. Because nearly
all the men | know are and i. makes
us just about the same as acquainted.
doesn't it? | suppose there is going
to be a Harvard dance, isn't there?
Helen said so. I'm so glad! Don't
you like TO dance?"
Il should say so!" agreed the young
man. who was making no particular
haste to reach the stairs. Il wish.
though"
"Oh. l know said the girl in
brown. when a man dances he is
bored to death with invitations be,
cause so many are sulky and lazy and
won't and just spoil a party. Eoes
Helen go to a lot of dances since she
had her coming-out party? | expect
she is a tremendous belle, because she
is such a stunning girl. | hope you
won't be bored to death at having me
on your hands the next two weeks.
1t was awfully good of you to tell
Helen you'd like to give me a jolly
time. | don't want you to feel you
have to neglect anyone else-your old
friends. you know-just to be polite
to me. because | shan't mind it a bit
and you must have lots of engage
ments OF your own"
Not at all! Not at ALL" said the
young man. hastily, with a sigh that
seemed a combination of despairing
admiration and hopelessness. -
should he more than delighted"
is that suitcase heavy?" asked the
girl in brown with pretty anxiety as
the young man Jagged up the stair.
case. I'm so sorry! But you see
what I'm going to give Helen for
Christmas is in there and it's weighty.
Oh, are you all well again? So stupid
of me 10 forget about that broken col
larbone. Isn't football just awful?
But it's grand to see them tear down
the field-oh, how | wish I'd seen you
make that play! Why, the newspa.
pers-"
"Oh, say. now" protested the young
man. looking wildly unhappy and
baking at the street door of the sta
ton.
Don't be so modest" said the girl
in brown, dimpling. Where do we
go now? Can we get a street car or
must we take a cab? If it's a cab,
don't get one with a bony horse, be,
cause I'm always SO sorry for the poor
things | don't enjoy my ride a bit!
Do you suppose helen"
The young man shook his shoulders
like a water spaniel ready for a
plunge. but just then a tall girl in blue
dashed into the station and with a
cry of Mabel" fell on the neck of
the pretty sci in brown. Then she