The Coeur d'Alene press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1906-1907, 1907-06-14

ing their hats in the stiff breeze, q
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 beforeT he
asked engaginglye extending his hand
to the now embarrassed man, who, he
surmised, belonged to the ship, from
certain fine manliness that IL only bred
Of hardship and self reliance.
The man smiled little whimsically
as he gripped the hand OF Betsy's
brother.
You are Bets-Miss Cobb's brother,
are you notT Then he, too, was COW
cred with confusion. II beg your par
don. she Is not MISC
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 II, my dearT
To his chagrin and utmost self re-
proach she had buried her head on his
shoulder, and he thought he heard
something like sob work its way out
frcm the cloth of his coat. He could
not raise her head. She burrowed it
there. He could only look at the young
northman and unveil 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
much loved prize.
Betsy, for heavens sake, stop cry
ing! Those people are looking at u.s."
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 flushed but fearless
face
"Not crying" She denied the allega-
ton spiritedly. what Is there to cry
about? Foul just wanted a whit of
that nice. smelly iodoform on your coat.
Mr.. Jensen, my brother And now
she slipped a companionable hand
through the arm of each-"show us the
boat"
This was more like Betsy.
what Is your-nameT he asked liz
voice that was too vibrant to be call
cd steady.
The doctor wheeled In CONSERVATION.
Betsy Cobb, haven't you ever met
this mani" he demanded.
'Cobbr' The northman's big voice
doomed up Into the masts with sheer
JOY. AREN'T You marriedg' he cried,
his boyish face breaking into pathetic
eagerness that was too beautiful and
too intimate for any one but Betsy to
see.
So the doctor was thrust out into a
little world Of his own for awhile, after
Betsy eestatically 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, lever since the Roosevelt
sailed two years ago, but promised
not to tell till Paul came back. Do you
know why didn't want to come out
hero today? l 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 all the fault of old New
York. I had forgotten In the ice foes
that everybody down here moves every
six months, and when l rushed up to
Sixty-nlnth street. all agog with de-
light to get back to the dearest little
girl In the world, they told me Miss
Cobb was married and didn't live there
any more! Think Of 1t! Some other
Miss Cobb nearly bowling me or my
feet like that knew two years was
long time for fascinating little girl
to remain true to a poor dub probably
frozen into an Ice cake around the
| north pole somewhere, SO l didn't
blame her much. was going to be
everlastingly grateful to her memory.
For IL 1t hadn't been for the thought
OF her | think l should have lost my
grit once or twice. But as It was, /
Just kept on a-living."
Il knew It." said Betsy. ~ knew It
when saw YOU"