Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1908-01-09

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 not?" Then he. 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 deari'
TO his chagrin and utmost self re-
proach she had buried her head on his
shoulder, and he thought h, heard
something like sob work its way out
from the cloth Of his coat. He could
not raise her head. She burrowed IL
there. He could only look Mt the young
northmnn and unveil romance.
The mans face was drawn with n
sort Of starved tenderness, and his blue
eyes gazed wistfully at the golden,
shiny tendrlls 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 us"
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 a flushed but fearless
face.
Not crying" She denied the allega-
ton spiritedy. what Is there TO cry
about: Fou. just wanted n Whit 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.
"Whnt 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 MANI" he demanded.
"Cobb.' 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
cagerness 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 ecstatically 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. ever since the Roosevelt
sailed two years ngo. but promised
not to tell till Paul came back. DO you
know why I didn't want to come out
here today? / 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 rccov.
cry. cts all the fault of old New
4 L n
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 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 othel
Miss Cobb nearly bowling me of my
feet like that! I knew two years was
long time for fascinating little cir
to remain true to poor dub probably
frozen into an Ice cake around the
north pole somewhere, SO I didn't
blame her much. I was going to b.
evcrlastingly grateful to her memory
For If It hadn't been for the thought
Of her think I should have lost my
grit once or twice. But as it was.
just kept on a-living."
Il knew it," said Betsy. II knew il
when saw you"