Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-01-04
A STORY OF TWINS.
Jabson Couidn't Tell whether He Was
It's Hero or Villain.

From the Chicago Record.
The blue smoke from Perkins cigar wav-
cred upward and Jabson leaned over for
another match. "A woman" he remark ed.
is the epitome"-puf-"of mystery ana un-
happiness
which girl was IT this timer" queried
Perkins. He knew Jabson well. In fact
he understood him.
Jabson looked injured. IF knew I
shouldn't be telling you the story" ne said.
Il don't know which girl Il was" OPun.e
you see. 1t was twins"
Perkins looked more than family interest.
ed. He quite woke up. Go on" he or
dered.
''She was mighty pretty" Jabson said,
refiectively. When I say She you are to
understand that I mean the twins Why,
Perkins, those two Smith girls are so sx-
actly alike that / believe that II one Of
them broke of a sentence in her CONVERSE
ton and the second one came into the room
that second one could go right on and an
ish il easy enough. Well. l was fearfclly
stuck on her and she liked me. too. IL used
TO worry me sometimes trying TO puzzle
out which one liked me or whether both OF
them were In love with me.
There was another fellow in love with
her. too. We hated each other violen tly,
for. although there was always a Miss
ofIllln apiece Nncn We called. there was
always a dubious doubt in our minds as to
whether the girl we loved wasn't entertain
ing the other fellow and whether IL was
the same girl we both loved or not
Il began 20 get thin and deep lines mark
ed themselves into the face Of the other
fellow, while she-they grew more beautiful
than ever. Finally i concluded I Couldn't
stand 1t any longer. The rival fellow came
to the same conclusion. and one day we had
an interview. After calling each other all
the had COiIll think ~ We
breath and agreed to help each other out
He said he had noticei-he told me this
solely to assist in Strengthening the tangle.
for he was a nice fellow-he had noticed
when she kissed him good night that at
times there was a decided difference In the
way she did IL, and by following I'D this
clew We might ind out which girl was
which"
Then" broke in Perkins. eagerly. you
both had been spooning on each Others
girls after all. hadn't your"
Yes" said 1abson. mournfully. land we
hated each other worse than ever then.
But the more we thought OF IL the more
impossible IL seemed to tell which kiss be-
longed to which girl And then we couldn't
decide which girl-distinguished solely by
their manner Of kssing-was the one each
of us liked We couldn't ask the girls 70
settle the thing by giving us osculatory
samples together. and there was nothing
to do but to make one wild dash. We made
II together and settled the question"
"How?" queried Perkins.
Why said Jabson, leaning over I'VE
called the same evening. i proposed to
the Miss Smith assigned to me and the
other fellow proposed to the one he got
We were both rejected"
But that didn't settle which was
which,"
Didn't itr' said Jabson scornfuliy. "Fd
like TO know why not IL showed that we'd
each proposed to the other ones girl. or
we'd have been accepted. II might be CALI
e6 a oega five satisfaction I had that pxeD-
ing but yet the happiness I experienced
in knowing which girl I was talking 20.
even IL she was the wrong one more than
counterbalanced my sorrow at being re-
fused"
"Jabson," said Perkins. gently. Il think
I'll take another cigar. No. one OF your
extra fine Havanas. please. i need it-sfter
that story"