The Durham recorder. [volume] (Durham, N.C.) 1879-19??, 1907-10-11

barrasSed and was stamnering like
IN awkward schoolgirl. lie was seized
with rc.aorse. and DIR. Cobb came to
her rescue, chastlsing himself mentally.
Haven't l seen you beforeT he
asked engagingly, extending his hand
to the now embarrassed man, who, he
surmised, belonged to the ship. from q
certain fine manliness that Is only bred
Of hardship and self reliance.
The man smiled little whimsically
as he gripped the hand Of Betsy's
brother.
"You are Bets-Mlss Cobb's brother.
are you not" Then he. too, was COW
cred with confusion. II 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 chagrln and utmost self re-
proach she had buried her head on his
shoulder, and he thought he heard
something llEe sob work Its way out
from the cloth Of his coat. He could
not raise her head. She burrowed II
there. He could only look ut the young
northman and unveil romance.
The mans face was drawn with a
sort OF starved tenderness. and his blue
eyes gazed wistfully ut 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 delrge. was taking
mans inallenablc right OF blaming
somebody else. Besides he wanted TO
know what ;his was all about.
Betsy disclosed a flushed but fearless
face.
Not crying" She denied the allega.
ton sptr'taj.y. What Is there 10 cry
about: FoH: just wanted Whit Of
that nice. smelly Ioloform on your coat.
Mr.. Jensen. NY brother And now
SIC slipped comranlanable hand
through the G-m Of each-"show Us the
boat"
= This was more Ike Betsy.
"U'ha: Ia your-namey" he asked In
a voice that YVES too vibrant TO be call.
ed steady.
Tie Go"tor whee.ed In CONSERVATION.
Betsy Cobb. haven't you ever met
this man?" be demanded.
"Cobb"' The norihnan's big voice
doomed tn into the masts with sheer
JOY. Aren't you married." he cried.
his boyish face breaking into a pathetic
eagerness that was too beautiful and
too intimate for any one but Betsy 10
see.
So the doctor was thrust out into a
little world Of his own for awhile. after
Betsy ecstaticaIIy gurgled. Gracious.
nor Betsy. dear little sister. didn't be-
long TO him am 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 I promised
not TO tell TIL Paul came back. DO you
know why didn't want 10 come out
here today? I thought Paul had for.
gotten. lie never let me know be still
cared"
Foolish girl" said Paul. gripping
both E7r hands in an ecstasy n recoy.
cry. It's all the fault ~ old New
Yor': had fo-2ptten In the Ice foes
thHi "Tr5.n:r DOWN here moves every
six az ia. I'D when I rushed up &c
Slxty .n'tt'h @trt. all agog with de.
Hight % gat lH'I 70 the dearest little
girl in the worl. they told me Miss
Cobb was married end didn't live there
any more! Thiak % II. Some other
MIsa cobb nearly oowllug me ~ my
feet like that! knew two years was
q loIg time for fascinating little girl
70 rcasIa true 90 poor dub probably
frU1rn into cn lie cake around the
north tel" eoC1evhege. 80 didn't
blal.' h"r rcrh. l Was going tn b.
eyer.1s'lngl. graictcl to her memory.
For n n hadn't bprn for the Thought
Of her think should have last my
grit nare ar twice But as II was. /
jus, :.rit On a.llying."
II knew H." sail Betsy. Il knew f.
when saw you"