News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-12-29
HIS Other Sister
Ey CLARISSA MACkIE.

Copyright, 1915, by the Mcclure Newspa.
per Syndicate.)
Jack FenLy came into the dining
room waving telegram at his as
sembled family. Guess who is com
ing tonight" he challenged
isabella Drew" hazarded Betty,
with sisterly devotion.
oh, pshaw!' blushed Jack. Il
didn't mean Isabella"
well, she is coming" went on Bet
ty, smoothly. Father and mother
are going to town on the S:42 to stay
over night and rye telephoned Isa-
bella to spend the night with me -
there. I'm such dear, you ought to
tell me about your message, jack"
It's from Lance Freeman he re-
piled.
Lance Freeman from Panama."
Eyes. He's up here on business. He
has promised to stay with me- he
added proudly. 81 tell you, folks, Lance
is pretty big gun down there on the
isthmus, and Betty" addressing his
sister in an Extensively patronizing
tone-"it's good thing you're not, the
paint-and-powder sort of girl-Lance
detests the whole tribe"
'In-d-e-e-d?" drawled Betty, over
her toast ana tea.
Eyes, indeed! He's terribly fussy
about women, you know"
''He must be detestable paragon
himself" murmured Betty.
Don't quarrel, children" chided
Mrs. Fenby. "You must do the honors
Betty, and, Jack, try to persuade
Lance to make our home his head
quarters while he is North. l was
very fond of his mother"
Mr.. Fenby and his wife departed
for their train and Jack accompanied
them, to spend the day at his Office in
town.
Left to herself, Betty held confer
to her own room, where she sat down
before her dressing table and stared
thoughtfully at her charming refiec-
ton in the oval mirror.
What she saw there must have
pleased her capricious fancy, for she
smiled and nodded and sparkled at
herself. At last, she changed to a
street gown, and walked down to the
drug store.
At six o'clock that evening Jack
Fenby brought Lance Freeman home.
Eliza, the trim parlor maid, wore a
stunned look on her round face.
Miss Betty is in the drawing
ROOM" she announced with toss of
her head.
Jack ushered his big, bronzed friend
from the tropics into the soft lighted
room where Betty and Isabella Drew
were sitting before the fire.
Betty rose and came forward with
hand. She saw tall,
young man with
keen gray eyes that seemed to probe
the depths of her heart and soul and
come away disappointed, finding evil
dent relief in Isabella Drew's girlish
The newcomers evident
dismay and disapproval of her own
charms-a dismay that his straight
forward nature could not then con-
ceal-struck a pang to Betty's heart.
Lance Freeman. eagerly anticipating
this meeting with the adored sister of
his classmate, saw a slender, golden
haired girl in tight-fitting black satin
rock, her feet incased in absurdly
slippers, her golden hair
visited into the latest mode atop her
small head, her blue eyes wide and
shallow looking in their baby stare,
Ter face carefully powdered and
'ouged, eyebrows penciled, lips skill
ully tinted, pearls in her ears and en-
,ircling her white throat.
A very much painted and powdered,
snowy and altogether
hoddy looking young woman-such
vas Lance Freeman's hasty estimate
# his friends sister.
Isabella Drew made a perfect foil |
or Betty. Jack wondered dazedly if |
he simplicity of Isabella's attire was |
tudied and if she was in collision |
With his mischievous sister to shock |
.ance Freeman.
"Betty!" he gasped Indignantly.
"Jack!" she warned, giving Lance a
mp hand. Il am so glad to see you
last, Mr.. Freeman. Jack has talked
lot about you.
Mother left word that you are to
lake the Oaks your headquarters
lille you are North"
You are all most kind" murmured
ance, staring at the powdered little
eauty, who smiled insipidly.
AS the two young men dressed for
inner they talked of Lance's life in
lie Canal zone, of his brilliant pros
ects for the future, of Jacks first
w case, which had been a triumph
IT the junior member of his fathers
nm, and when Lance observed that
lere was a strong family likeness
stween Jack and his sister, Jack has
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