Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1889-07-11

sent down for some papers that Maggie
has gone to get. Where is he?
miss Laura responded by dropping
into chair and exclaiming, with almost
q scream:
"'Oh, my! haven't 1 done it? Why,
Mrs. Elkins, l actually drove the poor
fellow out Of the house. What in the
world will I do? Don't, for gracious
sake, tell Maggie. I'll make it up with
Mr.. Adair somehow, indeed l will
1.-The result was that Miss Maggie Van
Server never heard of my cavalier treat
ment, and was for a time filled with
wonder as to what manner of business
man / could possibly be, having driven
fifteen miles to do an GRAND and then
gone off without courtesy or perform
ance.
Il nursed my wrath and kept it nice
and warm until / reached home. and
then poured it all on. 10 Mr. Aoair.
whose laughter was SO long and uproar-
ious that took on fresh installment
of virtuous indignation, and was about
giving the old gentleman piece of my
mind when he babe me shut up, while
he wiped away the tears of hilarity and
comforted me by saying: Bird, my dear
fellow, it is all my fault. l utterly for
got to tell you that the girls are twins,
and so terribly alike that you can't tell
one of them from both
The next day brought wondering
letter from Miss Maggie, asking what
had caused my sudden and unaccount-
able departure, and desiring to know if
l was Son of Temperance whom she
had inadvertently Mortified and insulted
by sending him cake and wine, and
would Mr.. Adair please tell her what it
all meant, anyhow.
CHOW, here's your chance, Bird said
the old man, handing me the letter.
Just take my team and have another
drive down there. You can fix up the
mistake, whatever it is, in a jiffy, and
get what / want this time, sure
Away 7 went, and in due time was
in the Van SERVER parlor. ! took crit
ical look at the young lady as she came
forward and offered me her hand, which
lost no time in taking. l was sure of
Maggie Van SERVER now.
I'm very glad to see you, Mr.. Bird.
Pray what made you leave SO unceremo-
niously on Monday
"'Well, Miss Maggie, thought it was
about the best thing 1 could do under
the circumstances
What? Just because l offered YOU
a little wine and cake?
"'Not at all. The refreshments were
as acceptable as they were gracefully
rendered
"'Then why did you go away before
I returnedY
81 didn't go away before you re-
turned. staid until you came back and
practically turned me out of the house
~ turned you out of the houser she
exclaimed, in blank establishment. Why,
1 never did anything of the kind
81 am sorry to contradict lady; but
you certainly did
by this time had forgotten all about
the twins in the case, and Miss Maggies
brow darkened ominously as she said,
gravely:
"'Mr. Bird, have you been drinking? l
wish you to distinctly understand that
am not story teller; and 1 say l never
saw you after I went out Of this room
after the papers.
Miss Van SERVER, I want it equally
distinctly and emphatically borne in
mind that am not a liar, and if you
had not in effect turned me out of the
house, pretending TO know nothing about
me, should not have gone away
''Then Miss Aiaggies eyes flashed as
she retorted:
land you cannot oblige me more
than by going away again.
81 was half way across the yard to my
carriage, when / heard tearfully peni-
tent voice, crying: oh, Maggie! Call
him back! Don't let him go! 1t was l
that did it,
Il turned in considerable astonish-
ment, and there stood both girls on the
porch, looking so terribly alike that,
staring at them III semi-idiotic wonder,
/ could not for the life of me have told
which was the other. There is but little
more of it. The story of how Laura
fired me out and concealed the fact
from Maggie had TO be told numberless
times. until the moon shone brightly
down upon my pleasant reflections as l
pursued homeward the lonely road that
was not lonely at all"
WELL" asked the writer, "is that all
there is of it,"
YES" said Mr.. Bird, with queer
smile, except that l am the uncle of
those two girls that just left US, and the
Laura is their aunt
Lieut.. J. Dark Chandlee in Frank Leslie.