Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1928-04-20
A Mix-Up in
Tickets
By H. LOUIS RAYBOLD
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
tCopyrightO


she had refused him and he had de
parted for canoe trip in the Agon
quin wilderness
SO here she was now. this beauti-
full morning dashlnG down the stairs
at the postman's ring in the hope that
II was some word from Roger.
But there was none. Nothing but
an engraved notice of II millinery
opening for herself and several bust
ness-like looking envelopes for her
brother, which she tossed to him
across the breakfast table.
Looks like your ticket applications,
BILL"
"Righto. Well-we'lI take In the
big game anyhow"
Now disappointment I'm love affects
the female sex In various ways. Some
fly to desperate fllrtations with other
men; others withdraw into moody So
clusion, stunning contact with the
world until recovered.
Peggy did neither, but, as she
moved about on her usual round of
pleasure, she found strange reac-
ton taking place within her. Love
for Roger began to turn into positive
hate. Or so 1t seemed.
He could not be the man she
thought him or he would have been
more persistent. Or else he had not
cared for her as much as he had said
he did.
SO, from longing to see him again
that she might run into his arms and
whisper that she loved him, Peggy
came to crave meeting that she
might show him how little she thought
of him.
Aren't girls funny things?
November arrived with its colOrful
pageant of autumn foliage. And with
It came memorable Saturday after
moons when stalwart elevens waged
their hectic battles.
Two hours before the start of the
seasons big game, Bill came to his
sister with troubled frown.
1--WE made mess of this ticket
business, Peg. Met fellow down
town and we got comparing our seats
to see which had the rottenest. Some
how we balled them up so I've got
one of his and he's got one Of mine.
All | can see to do Is to use them as
they are until the first period Nat
urally he'll be crazy, too, especially
II he Is taking skirt. But If we
try TO straighten 1t out beforehand,
we're likely to miss the start and you
think the day is spoiled If you don't
see the teams come on the field. Can
you manage to stick few minutesT'
"WhO is he?" demanded Peggy.
Let me see" said Bill thoughtful
ly, "if I can recall his name. Smith.
ers, think. A little short fellow
with tortoise-shell glasses and a limp.
In my class and perfectly all right"
"Well." said Peggy, "once the game
starts, wouldn't know II were seat
ed next to Lindbergh himself. But do
show up before the intermlsslon be.
tween halves. Your friend Smlthers
and might have nothing in com
mOn."
'RightO, Pegw promised Bill, and
dashed out to the garage for his car.
Peggy reached her perch In the
stands before the holder of the other
ticket arrived. However, she had not
long to wait. AS she was watching
the entrance down at the right where
the team was just about due to come
running in, heads thrown back, ell.
bows close to their sides, she felt
some one squeeze into the narrowed
space beside her.
Turning quickly she looked straight
into the familiar, once loved gray
eyes of Roger Lincoln.
There was moment of utter ST.
Ience between them, none the less In
tense for the beginning of a thunder
Ing cheer around them.
Then, 81 suppose you are the little
short fellow with tortoise shell glasses
and limp" said Peggy icily.
THAT" said Roger quietly, rs the
man to whom these tickets belong and
who at this moment is undoubtedly
seated with your brother in the other
section"
"While you are up In the Alg0n.
quin wilderness on canoe trip" said
Peggy. Oh, her chance had surely
come!
But Roger was talking. steadily
tenderly.
"See here, Peggy darling. That
trip was planned just to give me a
chance to think things out. You see,
had been trying for two years to
the best of my ability to make you
love me. But / failed. 1t was up to
me to start all over again In some
new way. Meanwhile, had q faint
hope that absence might prove more
my advocate than my presence evi
IDENTIFY had. Finally, | wrote TO YOU
brother, explaining the circumstances
und asking him to help me arrange u
few uninterrupted moments with you
when you were unprepared to see me
and had not had time to think up any
more reasons why you should not
Marry me. This mixup In the tickets
was his idea, helped out by Smlhers.
who doesn't know what II Is all about
but Is good old scout nevertheless.
Now was the time for Peggy TO
start right in with those cutting re
marks she had frequently rehearsed
which would show how very little she
cared for the gentleman-if he was
one
She drew II deep breath She lifted
her sweet blue eyes to his tender
gray ones. She slipped her hand In
TO his 'Daring" she sighed did
or did not. the team come inT