Smyrna times., 1907-07-03

llS their hats in the stiff breeze, a
young. brown, weather beaten man
stepped up and rather shyly held out
his hand to Betsy.
Instantly the doctor looked at his
sister. She was flushed. painfully en-
barrassed and was stammering like
an awkward schoolgirl. He was seized
with remOrse, and DR.. Cobb came to
her rescue, chastising himself mentally.
Haven't l seen you before?' he
asked engagingly, extending his hand
to the now embarrassed man. who, he
surmised. belonged to the ship, from a
certain fine manliness that is only bred
of hardship and self reliance.
The man smiled a little whimsically
as he gripped the hand of Betsy's
brother.
"YOu are Bets-Miss CObb's brother,
are you nOtY' Then he, too, was COW
cred with confusion. 81 beg your par
don. she is not Miss
Betsy had turned sharply away, but
her brother ran his hand through her
arm and whirled her right about face.
'See here, young lady," he said seri-
Ously, Introduce me to this young
man. What is it, my dear?"
10 his chagrin and utmost self re-
proach she had buried her head on his
shoulder, and he thought he heard
! something like a sob work it's way out
from the cloth of his coat. He could
not raise her head. She burrowed it
there. He could only look at the young
nOrthman and mveil a romance.
The mans face was drawn with a
sort of starved tenderness, and his blue
| eyes gazed wistfully at the golden,
shiny tendrils which escaped in the
wind from the small black turban and
swept the doctors shoulder. Stern re-
preston showed in the tense mouth.
His whole expressive person seemed to
bespeak the pain of having lost forever
a much loved prize.
Betsy, for heavens sake. stop cry
ing! Those people are looking at us"
The doctor, having determinedly
brought on the deluge, was taking
mans inalienable right of blaming
somebody else. Besides he wanted to
know what this was 'all about.
Betsy disclosed a flushed but fearless
face
Not crying" She denied the allega-
ton spiritedly What is there to cry
about? FOu! justwanted whiff of
that nice, smelly iodoform on your coat.
Mr.. Jensen, my brother And now
she slipped companionable hand
through the arm of each-"show us the
boat"
+ This was more like Betsy.
''What is your-name?" he asked in
a voice that was too vibrant to be call
ed steady.
The doctor wheeled in CONSERVATION
Betsy Cobb, haven't you ever met
this man?" he demanded.
Cobb The nOrthmNn's big voice
doomed up into the II - with sheer
joy. Aren't you mal % = he cried
his bOyish face breaking into pathetic
eagerness that was too beautiful and
too intimate for any one but Betsy tC
see.
So the doctor was thrust out into a
little world of his own for awhile, after
Betsy ecstatically gurgled, Gracious
nO! Betsy, dear little sister, didn't be
long to him any more. And he had in
sisted upon getting rid of her!
We've been engaged" Betsy's voice
reused him. ever since the Roosevelt
sailed two years ago, but 1 promised
not to tell till Paul came back. Do yoI
know why / didn't want to come ou
here today? | thought Paul had for
gotten. He never let me know he still
cared"
"Foolish girl" said Paul, gripping
both her hands in an ecstasy Of recov
cry. ITS allf the fault of old New
York. ! had forgotten in the ice foe
, that everybody down here moves ever!
, six months and when l rushed up t,
( Sixty-ninth street. all agog with de
light to get back to the dearest littl
/ girl in the world. they told me Mis-
: Cobb was married and didn't live ther
any more! Think of it, Some Othe
= Miss Cobb nearly bowling me off M.
$ feet like that! I knew two years wa
: a long time for Fascinating little gil
) to remain true to a poor dub probabl
. frozen into an ice cake around tn
! north pole somewhere, so l didn'
blame her much l was going to b
e everlastingly grateful to her memory
For If it hadn't been for the though
of her 1 think l should have lost m
: grit once or twice. But as it was.
Q just kept on a-liEing"
: Il knew it." said Betsy. II knew
when I saw yOu"