Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-01-13
"Why, never observed it, commented

"Why, never observed it, commented
May.
"Mr. Pootle you misremember, the widow
called back
mo mole on your left wrist? Well, il
I'm mistaken about that little mole, I'll be
bound that I'm right about big one on
your right shoulder.
"Ye-ye-yes," and the widow wickedly
wondered if she could paint mole with her
left hand.
"Will anybody order me up?" said Win
ston, bringing the attention of the players
back to the game.
"I'll take your best, Mr.. Leroyd," said
the Colonel.
"You are welcome to it." and Victor,
dropping the rest of his cards, sauntered in
to the ladies again.
"There's my four points," said Winston,
and he followed his rival.
"That is better than the other, Miss Nor
ris," was Victor's matter-of-fact remark
upon Mays latest fern.
mpossible-impossible; the first was
perfect" Winston vivaciously exclaimed.
30, you are too indiscriminate in your
praise" said May. "There is no such thing
as perfect counterfeit Of anything"
"Ah me!' sighed the widow to herself, 81
fear there isn't" and then her sense of
rascality threatened to bring on hysteria.
care you ill?" Sheeba asked; "Will you
take glass of port?"
'fSherry, if you please, Pootle suggested.
"She dislikes port"
80, prefer port" said the widow,
weakly.
"Bless me, how our tastes change. Seven
years ago port nauseated you, and you were
eSnecially fond of sherry -
$50 l was-that isl forget" rising
nervously; 81 mean that 1 can't bear
either.'
'There, there, Amelia-you are nervous.
Let us take turn on the bluff"
THANK you," and she wen. with him
across the lawn to the summer house over
looking the beach.
She made vigorous attempt to smile,
whereat the attentive Pootle exclaimed:
You've had it fixed"
Had what fxed?"
"Why, the eve tooth that was gone out of
your mouth. You've got false one?"
Yes, in desperate resignation.
Every deceptive"
"Yes, wicked fraud"
mot in the least wicked"
Would she have to lose a sound tooth to
make her counterfeit Amelia? The widow
will never feel sure whether it was con-
science or the call for dental sacrifice that
caused moral revolt.
Nov, Amelia" said Mr.. Pootle, when
they were comfortably seated, "shan't We
We be reconciled. I've got to sail for Europe
by the Saturday steamer, and to-day's
Go with me, and we'll make
sort of second honeymoon of it."
"a honeymoon without wedding?" with
q sudden inspiration. "Now, don't you
think it would be nicer for us to 60 to a
minister and have marriage ceremony per-
Wouldn't that be bigamy-getting mar
ried twice?"
"It wouldn't be twice-only once" the
widow broke forth; "I'm not Amelia-I
haven't mole on my shoulder haven't
IN eye-tooth QUIT was my twin sister you
married. I've been half swindler all the
week, and don't like it."
Mr.. Pootle was agitated. The mental
disturbance put his fat face through
yrimaces of astonishment, perplexity, un-
certainty and finally resolution, after which
bis countenance settled into bland calm, and
be said: "Will you marry me?'
"Give me month to answer"
"Just now you were in for visit to a
ninister-right off,"
THAT was when I was tricky. I have re-
formed.''
''Say yes, and we're off across the Allan
5ic. A quiet call at clergyman's house on
he way through the city, and we'll buy a |
when we get to London. Stay |
we'll 60 to Paris for it,
The widow said Yes"