Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1888-06-01

"Only one-with Dick-I think"
laughs Mrs. Carter. "Bless their inno-
cent hearts, these childreni They think
don't see"
You have missed the best act of the
play on account of that AT Home, "
says Cara
~ know IT," the lady responds. ~
am martyr to my friends; but Herr
Blum said something almost witty, and
that consoled me. He says" she con-
tinues, turning to Jack, "that Bernhardt's
full face looks like profile"
ut was Heine who said it first" says
Herr Blum.
"He always attributes everything he
says to some one else. 1t relieves him of
SO much responsibility, Mrs. Carter ex-
plains amiably to Jack And, as she
does so, with a smiling, strong, restful
face, Jack grasps nervously at the chair
on which he sits, as If to steady himself,
for homogeneous and inexplicable as it
may seem, she also reminds him of that
picture. Not in the lines of the face,
certainly, but rather in its entirety. its
strength, its repose, its
'Well, the worst has come" thinke
he, rising with determination. "While
the last faint spark of intelligence re-
mains l will make my way home. If
don't go soon shall have to be taken"
you are not going2" says Cara. mot
before Helen comes, anyhow. Seel She
is here now"
Jack takes one look at the girl who
enters, and, turning to Cara, says:
''My dear girl, am losing either my
brains or my eyesight."
ut must be your eyesight," laughs
Cara.
ooh" says Jack, desperately; "you
don't understand. I see resemblances
to that pictured face In sections every
where. In you, In Miss LIE Croix, In this
Helen, and just now l notice that even
Herr Blum looks little like it."
you have the photograph on your
BRAIN" answers Cara, SO that Eugene
hears.
Speaking Of photographs, says she,
''makes me think Of a new theory Of
Herr Blum. He thinks that If we could
get composite photograph of peoples
brains, as we can of their faces, it would
be an easy way Of getting the average
intelligence"
"a composite photograph" Jack
caught at the phrase with frantic hope.
"a composite photograph isp"-
"a composite photograph, echoes
the professor, settling himself to be in
structive, lis obtained by exposing Diff
ferent photographs Of the same size, for
the same time, on the same sensitized
plate. These ladies were taken in this
way recently, and it made a beautiful
face. How could it do other2'' he added,
simply enough.
"Apropos Of your explanation, pro-
fessor," says Jack, 81 have a story to
tell Of a friend of mine who was the vic
tim Of an unparalleled hoax"
Mrs. -" said Cara, rising, 'sis
reckoning to me, and think I shall 40
and speak to her for minute, if you'll
excuse me. Will you come, Eeutenant?'
"You had better stay and defend your
SELF" says Jack, for I'm going to tell. "
II shall need no defense here, am
sure, she says, laughing softly. Eau
revoiri"
Three weeks after, as Jack and Cara
stand before the newly framed picture,
he says: 1T was rather shabby Of you to
do it, but l forgive you. and am just as
much In love with it as ever"
That's discouraging," says Cara.
"You can't marry them all"
unfortunately no. Utah Is remote.
might do It in turn. Who sat frst?'
II refuse to tell you" says Cara; but
she colors slightly as she speaks.
"Your eyes have told me already" he
answers, and there, for minute, they
regard each other steadily. She has Sc
much and he so ittlel She has refused
him once before, and yet-of late, he has
almost dared to hope
''Do you think, Cara-that you ever
could love"- His eyes finished the
sentence for him, and he reaches his
hands toward her with infinite longing.
II think" she says smiling little as
she lays her hands In his, ''that might
if were sufficiently urged" And then,
with one Of those passionate veerings
which he knows so well: II think I
have always loved you. Jack"
Ten days later she receives a note,
over which she smiles, as it has been but
few hours since he has left her:
To Mrs Jack Hannaford chat will ben
When did you say that you would help form
that composite which will make you Madame Mel
want to see q statement of the fact In your OWL
writing Yours JAcK.
To which she answers:
You spoke Of next month when you were here
Let it be the 18th With all my love and sym
pathy for the terrible future before you
Lovingly. CARA