"I am William lluruett."
A great light leaped Into her face. She
advanced until sho stood before him, devouring
blm with those great bltto eyes.
"You William Burnett? Indeed, are
you ho?"
"Indeed I nm and your most humble
admirer," vintiind lluruett, bowing low
to hldo tho blush his bold words forced to I
his face.
''Oh, how nice." gushed tho young lady.
jiiu nru not hi. im wuui, . eipccicu you
would be."
"Indeed!" was all tho collegian could
gasp. Then hu wondered If ho was dreaming
nfter nil, and this picture In bluu was
only n vision of sleep.
"Oh, I'll like you. Papa didn't tnako a
mistake alter "II. J haven't a wool to say
against tho engagement, now I'vo met
you."
"But I'm not yet engaged. Ho"
stammered Burnett.
"Oh, yes you are," sho Interrupted, with
unsupprcsscd enthusiasm. "Ho told me
all about tho preliminaries which were
arranged by correspondence."
"With Mr. Carter, I presume?"
"I really don't know. But I shnll bo so
happy with you. Why, you don't look one
bit like jour picture."
Burnett's confusion grew, partly because
tho bundle of human loveliness had edged
within reaching distance, so that the atmosphere
of her enchanting presenco was
becoming Intoxicating, and partly because
ho rcmemliered a horrlblo newspaper
of himself, published the previous
summer nfter one of his great pitching
feats for tho college nine. That "cut" hnd
been n sore spot In his life, nnd was the
source of much dialling by his friends. Of
course ho thought his lovely referred
to that newspaper portrait, nnd he
hastily replied:
"Well, I hoponot. That picture mado mo
look like n guv."
"That Is what I thought, and I hated It.
