The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1907-06-13


ing their hats IN the stir breezs 1
young brown. weather beaten mar
stepped up and rather shyiy held mi
his hand to Betsy. ~
instantly the doctor looked ~ b,s
SISTER She was flushed, painfully en-.
oartassed and was stammerinc me
an awkward schoolgirl. BE was seized
win remorse, and DR.. Cobb came "a
ner rescue, chastising himself mentally
haven't seen you beforeY' Is
asked engagingly. extending his hand
% the now embarrassed man, who, he
surmised. belonged to the ship. from 4
certain fine manliness that is only bred
OF hardship and self reliance.
The man smiled a little whimsIcally
Is ne grtpped the hand OF Betsy's
You are Bes-Aiiss Cobb's brother.
are you not" Then he. too, was GOV,
cred with confusion. Il 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 II, my dear?"
TO his ehagrin and utmost self re.
proach she had buried her head on his
shoulder, and he thought he heard
something like sol work its way out
from the cloth of his coat. He could
not raise her head. She burrowed II
there. He could only look at the young
northman and unveil 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 al ds.n
The doctor. having determinealy
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.
mot crying" She denied the allega.
ton splritedly. What is there to cry
about? Fou! just wanted a whlfr 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-name?" he asked in
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.
"CobbT' The northman's big voice
doomed up into the masts with sheer
joy. Aren't you marriedT' 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 ecsta1cally gurgled, Gracious,
no!' Betsy, dear little sister, didn't be-
long TO him any more. And he had In
sisted upon getting rid of herl
We've been engaged Betsy's voice
reused him, ever since the Roosevelt
sailed two years ago, but I promised
not 10 tell till Paul came back. Do you
know why didn't want to come out
here today? | thought Paul had for.
gotten. lie never let me know he still
cared"
Foolish girl" said Paul, gripping
both her hands In an ecstasy of recov-
cry. ITS nj the fault of old New
York. had forgotten in the ice foes
that everybody down here moves every
six months. and when l rushed up to
Sixty-ninth street. all agog with de.
light to get back 10 the dearest little
girl in the world, they told me Miss
Cobbwa married and didn't live there
any more! Think of 1t! Some other
Miss Cobb nearly bowling me of my
feet like that! knew two years was
a long time for fascinating little girl
to remain true TO poor dub probably
frozen into an ice cake around the
north pole somewhere, so didn't
blame her much. was going to be
eyerlastingly grateful to her memory.
For il 1t hadn't been for the thought
of her think should have lost my
grit once or twice. But as 1t was. /
just kept on a-llving."
81 knew it" said Betsy. Il knew it
when saw you"