Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1912-10-03

Susie, James and my W maid rushed
home an hour ago when the grocers
boy told them about that big FIRE in
the block where they all live. I'll
hurry. You won't have to wait long"
Put more water in the soup" John
Carter told her; smiling at this strange
trick Of Fate 'for I've brought com
psny to dinner"
"Al right" Betty was not per
turbed. How mfany g~uests?"
"0ne Mr.. WilsoS from up country"
Mr.. Carter stood fer a minute admir-
ing the slight figure in an evening
dress pinned up carefully and partly
covered with one of susie's big blue
aprons.
Betty served her dinner without any
apparent effort and found time to chat
gaily with her fathers rather silent
guest.
DID you really cook this nice din
ner?" Miss Betty?" he asked yialding
presently to her gracious charm.
Eyes. We keep four servants, but
this afternoon they all stampeded he
cause of a fire in the block where they
live. Fortunately, my mother trained
me to be ready for just such emer-
gencies."
Nov, Miss Betty Is just the sort of
a girl l want for my"
Let me give you some more fowl?"
begged John Carter Hospitality.
1t was evident to the guest that
Mr.. Carter did not care to discuss pro-
fessional matters at home with his
daughter, SO he Immediately took up
the worn topic of the high cost of liv-
ing.
Betty is a shrewd manager" COM
mented Carter, proudly. Il hear other
men complain Of expenses, but Betty
Is a good buyer and wastes nothing,
so r find that although | have every
thing on the market, my expenses,
household expenses, are no more than
they were ten years ago. Betty's
mother married me when l was a poor,
struggling lawyer, and we had to save
in order to live, SO I suppose 1t Is In
stinct in the child to economize."
"I'm proud to know such a girl In
these days Of wilful waste and extrav-
agant living. You'll make some man
a mighty fine wife, Miss Betty"
A little later as the men sat smok-
ing in the library, Betty's voice. plain
lively sweet in a tender love song.
made John Carriers heart begin to
ache. He remembered her assumed
gaiety at the table and her brave at
tempt to take his advice without any
apparent effort.
The tinkling of the door bell star
tied him from his reverie, then the
rustic of Betty's skirts and then Theo-
rem Cranes deep voice in the hall.
Betty, I don't care a hang about
Uncle Henry's money. Something
tells me that you love me and that
you are sacrificing yourself for my
supposed advancement. / couldn't
wait for you to send for me. love
you, Betty. You're all / want In the
world"
Wilson turned questioningly to his
host.
isn't that Theoren? Is that why
you asked me to take an assumed
name for the EVENING""
A few words between the men ex
planned matters, Henry Crane chuck
ling with laughter, parted the cur
tains at the door. There stood hi
nephew, his young face drawn will
suffering, pleading with the woman
of his heart. Betty, all the color gon'
from her pretty face, was biting be
lips to keep back the hot tears.
Wood bless you both, nephew.
couldn't find you a better wife in al
the world than Betty. Take her ant
I'll draw Lp a new will in the morn
ing, leaving the love l have followed
all my life-gold--to my dear niece
and nephew. May I kiss her, The
!, oren?"
Yes said his astonished kinsman
|, Then as the older men withdrew, h
caught the girl to his heart. Betty
you're the right girl for me, am I thu
right nan for you?"
/ Eyes; there's never been anybod!
but you, Theoren. oh, what I've SUI
fered trying to give you up because
do love you!"
Never mind, it's all over now
sweetheart. Some poet has said tina
a tear lies in the petals of every rose
Please God, we've had our tear-nov
i for the heart Of the rose Of love ant
life!"