The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1876-02-18
THE TWINS.
BIZ MARY N. PRESCOTT.

nice and sentimental, and sounds as if 7
knew all creation, and had studied aud
read and thought no end any thing, so
that he won't guess what miserable
little Ounce am. Only don't bother me
about it p
'And supposing he finds out ?'
''Finds out! How in tue name OF
goodness is he going to find out, unless
you up and tell him ?''
"I shan't tell him. But it doesn't
seem right my conscience rchukes me.
| | wake mp sometimes At dead of night.
III q sort of nightmare, where sec him
/ treading your letters uaderfoot, and his
eyes like .jayelins 70
cts high time a-day for you to sit
there and lecture me, Silvia, and prate
about your conscience. / know what
Pm about: write the letters aud keep
the dreams to yourself What business
had you to be dreaming about my lover.
let me ask? A pretty case of con-
science ~
"'Fhe same business that have to be
writing to him. suppose
"Iou write to him because require
1t; and papa hires and pays you to be a
| companion to me, and to do what
will. don't see that you need trouble
yourselfat all about it, unless you want
to throw up the situation and oblige me
to get used to new companion
"You might find the change OF hand
writing embarrassing, to be sure %
laughed Silvia.
"lt's very generous of you to remind
me of that dilemma, now, isn't it ?
And just to show me how dependent |
am upon you? Perhaps it's bid for a
higher figure. l always mistrust your
high and mighty conscientious folks"
!" You know me better" answered
Silvia. 81 was only thinking that YOU
were laying up trouble for yourself.''
'''Ihat nectln't trouble you.'
1T annoys me that should be OBJ
iiged to aid and abet you in the under
taking"
'''Swect scnsibility! Oh, Ia j You
may resign your situation and find a
better if you can. Pm almost afraid to
keep such a saint IN the house."
"Situations don't grow on bushes j;
and laborers are thicker than flies in
August and Madame Genesis would
turn the twins out of house and home
Il | omitted quarterly payment, you
| know
"Well, what's the need of so much
| bother +? It's only matter of choosing
| between your conscience-which is only
another name for your own comfort
and the welfare of the twins. We'H
see which you lovo best, you goody-
goody! And, after all, can't under
stand that your poor conscience has
any thing to dc in the matter. You're
always magnitying tritles, looking
through your Puritan spectacles at
tlein.',
Silvia sat down at the desk and took
up the pen.
You could write as good letter as
/, if you chose"
But don't choose to be bothered. .
1t won 'dls't be any bother to me"
began Silvia.
7Thsn you'll better u without any
comments.'
tcrs.n
"I'hat's because it would be such a
novelty, perhaps.''
NOW don't be rude, Luna. was
only thinking What pleasure You lose"
Il can afford it, and my lost is your
gain"
Il know if you would only give little
practice to it, Your hand writing would
he finer than mine. Let me beg you to
try. a half-hotr daily would work
magic,
''Pshaw ! wouldn'tbc hired to waste
SO much time on it. / hate to write
and what is money good for if it can't
relieve me OF doing things hate to do +?
The girls at school used to write my
compositions aud weren't halt as ttlsSy
as you, though didn't pay them. And
nobody found it out either.
"But should SO hate TO deceive my
lover.''
'sWait till You get ono And as to
that, the deception has begun, and il
would only make things worse to con-
fess.''
And whom you're married"
la, shall get my letters, then-or
yours, rather-and burn them up pro-
vided he has not done so already. And
he'll forget whether wrote well or Ill
and, like MS not, won't care fig
" And are you in love with him
!" call that an impertinemt question,
Silvia. It implies a doubt. Most of
the girls are IN loyewith him, let me tell
You. Perhaps you'll lexperience + shock
when You see him. He isn't so stun
ningly handsome but he has those Sc
ductive manners that make mere beauty
a bagatelie--I read that somewhere
and he's rich, rich as mud, and descend. |
ed from the great Mogul, for all can
tell. lie knows enough to run two or
three colleges, / believe; and when Pm |
Mrs. Professor Shale it won't signify
whether I write in Choctaw or hero
glyphics, and nobody will ask whether
my grandfather was soap-boiIer or a
cobbler. shall be at the top wave Of +
society, don't yon see ?''
confess that I don't see it with
your eyes"
But don't you wish you could 2
Sweetest eyes were ever seen, SO Max
calls them not that Pm bit proud Of
them! Area't those gloves 4 perfect
tit 7 A plilopdella gift from Mr. Masll-
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