The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1908-08-22

known 10 the east side youth.
"Forty-sccondw called the conductor
Joy arose, trembling. She wondered
II she could speak 70 Jim without cry
Ing. She had such d silly desire to cry
Jim solved her problem Unexpectedly
by reaching over, picking up bis hand
bag from between his feet aud pushing
his way out ahead Of her. little dream
Ing for whom be WIS making q path.
He did not know until be stood on
the curb and raised his umbrella
Then he discovered that II sheltered
two, and the other was looking up with
an adorable expression OF tImidity IN
her face and little timid quayer In
the voice which said, How do you do
JlmY gs IN 4r,
"Joy!" cried Jim.
Down went the hand bag hard On the
wot pavement. and Joys damp gioved
hand was enyeloped In big dry ono
dnd held there tightly while Jim's eyes
thrown or their guard by the unex.
pectedness OF the meeting. said things
hc had resolved they never should re.
peat. while be answered her greeting
with an emphasis which brought the
color to her pale cheeks.
I'm doing very well--now-thank
youT
Then they both laughed. Joy with q
little gIriish giggIe which sounded
strange TO her own ears. II had been
no long since she had laughed out Of
sheer happiness.
Some one pushing against them
brought them back TO realization Of
time and place. Jim released her
hand. asking vaguely, "And h every.
thing well with you. Joyr
Joy hesitated. Could she answer the
question without giving way 10 the
pent up feeling Of three monthsf
"Oh, r. she began and paused, look.
Ing away.
Jim. glancing down at her averted
face. suddenly remembered things.
There was an abrupt change In bis
manner. STOPPING he picked up his
grip. saying dryly. "A foolish question
to ask after hearing some OF your let.
ters read"
Then. without looking at her, he
asked. (which car do you takei"
"Crosstown east" she replied in a
mutiied tone.
As Jim slgnnled a car he volunteered
the information stitily. "I'm in the city
ON business
"Ohw family from JOY. but she
smiled.
within the car there was but scant
seating room. and JOY snuggled back
behind inns shoulder. saying to her.
self: "Such a foolish boyl Such q
dear. foolish boy!'
Aloud she asked quietly, "Jim, what
did you mean about my-my lettersT'
Jim sat bolt upright, looking through
the opposite window. "Your aunt read
me some OF them that told how you
were enjoying yourself down here and
how much llvelIer New York life Is
than our up country life. | believe
you wrote that the people here called
Il up country"
"Yes," came In q low tone from be-
bind his shoulder. joys pride had
dictated those letters,
"And then you wrote about the
school--what q magnificent building
you were IN and how fine II Is TO be
part Of school with iitty teachers In.
stead Of an Insignificant six"
"0hT exclaimed Joy. did say
thati" But she knew without asking
She had been 30 determined that no
one up country should suspect her re-
gret.
Jim nodded, staring perslstently oul
OF the opposite window, and continued
steadily, Then she read one, the let
ter about your boarding house and
what nice people are there
"oh.' interrupted Joy, did she read
you that letteri"
Jim squared his shoulders defantly
"She did"
Behind his arm Joy was smiling
family, while into her eyes crept an
expression Of mischief as she peered
around the aggressive shoulder at the
face set aggresslvely toward the win
dow.
Lets see"--Joy's tone was softly
speculatlve--"what else did I write In
regard to the boardersf"
No reply.
II think II was In that letter told
about the lawyer who sits opposite me
I1.AN2eAte