Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1907-07-04

brother.
"You are Bets-MiSs Cobb's brother.
are you not?" Then fie, 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 1t, my dear?"
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
from the cloth of his coat He could
not raise her head. She burrowed 1t
there. He could only look at the young
northman and unveil n 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 u.s."
Tile 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 spiritcdly What is there to cry
about? Fou! | Just wanted n 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 copsternation.
''Betsy Cobb, haven't you ever met
this man?" he demanded
"Cobbr The northman's big voice
doomed up into the masts with sheer
JOY. Aren't you married. 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
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 n
sisted upon getting rid of her!
We've been engaged" Betsy's vofe
reused him. ever 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 cut
here today? | thought Paul had FIR
gotten. He never let me know he sill
cared
Foolish girl" said Paul, gripping
both her hands in an ecstasy of rec6-
cry. ITS all the fault of old New
York. / had forgotten In the ice floes
that everybody down here moves evdy
six months, and when | rushed up to
Slxty-ninth street, all agog with de-
light to get lack 10 thr dearest little
girl in the world. thCy told ne Mis-
Cobb was married and didn't 1--we thae
any morei Think of IT, Some otlrr
Miss Cobb nearly bowling me off by
feet like that! | knew two years wi
long time for n Fascinating little Girl
to remain true to poor dub probably
frozen into an ice cake around tie
north pole somewhere, so I didit
blame her much. | was going to be
eycrlastingly grateful to her memoN.
For If it hadn't been for the thought
Of her think | should have lost nv
grit once or twice. But as 1t was |
just kept on a-living"
Il knew it," said Betsy. 81 kneN.it
when l saw you"