The Yale expositor., 1921-05-05
BETTY
BY RUBY II. MARTYR.

'Sl lssl. by Mcclure Newspaper syndicsts)
Beity Aliens red hair named loose
IA The sunshine as she ran up the trim
gravel path with the letter clutched in
one hand and the soft parcel tucked
carelessly under her blue glngham
sleeve. Back in the Kitchen she tossed
The parcel Oh the chair and hurried 10
TURN the ham in the smoking spider.
The letter she tore open and read in
the fragrant haze of the cooking din.
ner.
very nice about wanting me to
come and sends present to wear"
she paraphrased at the end.
Her brother Bob mumbled something
into the hand towel he was using Oh
his suds-flecked face. Bob understood
that the letter was from cousin, Jane
Dow Winsl0w. whom Betty had discov-
cred in DOn's home city. Don had
worked Oh u local road survey for a
month, that was long enough for him
Ia discover Betty. and now Betty was
going 10 visit This cousin Jane, WHOM
The Aliens had never seen, aud run the
gauntlet of pOns family under. her
wing.
Il suppose city people expect coun-
Try girl 10 have dOwdy buds" fiarei
Betty. rs she Tipped the ham again.
81 just guess they don't need 10 send
me clothes. if we are poor"
Find ont what's come before you
fly clear off the handle" suggested
Bob.
Betty shipped the parcel string with
the lampwick scissors, which hap
pened to be handiest. The stiff paper
and soft, white inner wrappings fell
from the folds of silken stuff that bill
lowed out over her firm, brown hands.
Red gasped Betty, flushing hotiy.
Bob gaZed with manly admiration at
the crepe de chine that glOwed and
cleaned i'm his sisters hands. He had.
never imagined that stuff for clothes
could be quite so alluringly beautiful.
Its u peach of color" he said.
'It'll make me look. like a perfect
fright You never heard of red dress
on red-haired girl, and | might just
rs we'll give up the whole trip as wear
this color Il single time. And it's real
crepe de chine that I've always dream
ed ] might have dress Of If fairy
dreams could come true walled
Betty.
"Then why in tunket didn't they
send black piece of goods?' temper
lied Bob.
III hate black" flashed Betty. II
hate the everlasting colOrs red hair
has TO wear, and if you know how
want TO get into the glarlngest red
that other girls can, you'd wonder
don't use hair dye"
"Send the goods back. Tell the Jane
we can get up clothes enough for you
said Bob.
I'D go in my ola silk if this wasn't
red l don't know just what to think,
Bob. Either cousin Jane is an awful
cat. or she wants to see her present
come flying back. and declare if she
Is going to see that"
There was a wry smile on Betty's
piquant face as she put the smooth
folds Of the si]ken stuff on a parl0r
chair. She was determined TO run the
gauntlet of cousin Jane and the Wins
low family with her head In the air.
Betty was flying the colOrs of her>love
for Don as she made drastic plans for
that crepe de chine.
She reached the city some weeks
later I'm the dusk OF feathery snow.
.hA l. uII In Ia,
soft rugs that lay on cOunsin Jane >
polished floors. There were strange
hands to take off her wraps and up In
her own room Betty peered with some
alarm at the cavernOus closets and
tiled bath and cheval mirrors and
shaded lights.
Could Betty have guessed It, CouslL
Jane in her own luxurious room was
even more uncomfortable.
"The child has red hair" she
walled. II knew Don raved about red
but / never guessed the reason"
Cousin James husband grinned,
IL wonder IL her temper matches
he ventured.
II wonder what she thought of thai
| red stuff. The Aliens always did have
sense enough to know when they are
insulted. But If Betty shows herself
| to Don Winslow i'm that shade OF RED
| he'll blink"
Cousin Jane snapped the clasp OF
| her bracelet. She crossed the hall ant
knocked at Betty's door. When there
was no answer she pushed open the
door. A plain brush lay on the dress
ing table; Betty's shoes stood will
| heels against the wall, but Betty her
self was not there.
| Don's voice was what Cousin Jan,
heard as she went down the wid'
staircase, and q slender, radiant Bet
ty in shimmering black smiled shyl!
from the deep chair Don had draw
| 10 the open fire.
At midnight Betty knelt by Cousin
Jane, too happy for many words.
"Don's determined TO keep lOvin'
me, and his people were dear. Ant
when I'm so happy l don't want Il
be going bit under false colors. Dea
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