Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1921-06-16

straIsht u..eg INTO u SOL ucD al the
back of her neck aud whose blue eyes
did not quite voice the pleasure her
words had expressed.
The opening speech Chris han so
carefully prepared crawled into some
hidden corner of his brain and Knocked
him. ON all sides bright eyes APP
praised him, ears, from their eOverts
of hair, listened.
There's a good picture at the En-
pire," he blurted Would you like TO
zoi'
'Pn be ready i'm a'jffy." The girls
voice betrayed amusement All at
once and for the first time she under
stood this tall solemn young man--
he was bashful, woman-shy-and that
was what caused all the misapprehen-
sions
Chris emotions that evening were
mixed pickles, sweet and sour. After
all, she was such little thing, this
girl, and so pretty she was--it would
only be the decent thing if he took a
protective interest in her. Then again
no he'd be dinged ii he would He'd
use her to win that bet and that would
be the end OF it. 1t was what she
deserved
IL happened on the day following
the making of the bet that Sam john
sou contracted a cold which grew
worse and developed into pneumonia.
haF
to the semi-weekly dance at the frat
house where the three friends lived.
Chris did not dance, but the girl did,
and made quite a hit. Immediately
upon his return from seeing her safe
ly back TO the city, Chris went TO
Sans bookcase and took therefrom
the autographed copy of oliver
Twist"
The story OF the wager had gotten
about, but the real interest came when
Chris appeared at the next informal"
with the girl, and il was reported that
they had been seen together several
times in the city. Chris beauing girl
around was irresistible, but when they
tried to jolly him he shut up like a
clam and would have nothing at all TO
say about her
When Sam was convalescing Tom,
who was the first one allowed to see
him, related how the affair of the bet
had developed.
IL cant understand itP exclaimed
Sam. "Chris-who always hated shams
even worse than girls--to take up with
u chemical blonde!"
You're wrong about her hair, I'm
sure; III say that much. Sam" Tom
was emphatic.
iii bet you" began the patient,
but here the nurse summarily sent
Tom away.
1t was the third dance to which
Chris had brought Miss Brown and
the first Sam had attended since the
wager. Coming down the stairs rath-
er late, when the dancing was In fun
swing in the big living room, he spied
Chris-girl-shy Chris-with an arm
close around slight figure and a
haxen head Struggled in seeming con-
tent into the hollow of his shoulderi
Five minutes later Sam cornered
Tom Fitch and drew him out of ear
shot of the crowd. who is the girl
with Chris?' he asked excitedly.
why, that's Mary Brown, the one
you brought the message from" an
swered Tom impatiently. Did you
know that she's Chris stepslSter7
And that he's made up with his dad
and is going to marry herr"
"Whew" exclaimed Sam, yet more
excitedly "Whew! Why that's not
the Mary Brown | met at all never
saw this one before. World seems fun
of Mary Browns. What do you make
of it, Tom?'
After moment of acute concentra-
ton Tom brought forth triumphantly
Statistics! By Jove, that's the an-
swer Among 800 girls there's bound
to be more than one of the same name.
He got the wrong Mary BrownI"