The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1896-02-13
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young widow. She came early Mon
day morning, and as she seemed to
find nothing Objectionable either about
the room or the price, let her take
it, and she promised to move in that
evening. She was bookkeeper and
stenographer in some down town
| Wholesale house, she said, and would
not be around again till o'clock. She
was dressed in deed mourning and was
heavily veiled, and did not sec her
face till that night.
"The doctor had come sooner than
he had expected to, and he, my daugh
ter Jennie and myself we're still ling.
ering at the table when she came down
for her late dinner. j can't describe
the feeling that came over me when /
got my first good look at her. She
was wearing glasses and had her hair
dressed in peculiar style. but aside
from those two distinctions she was as
much like Rose Malsbury rs if she we're
flesh and blood creation that had
been suddenly materialized from that
young lady's wrath. The resemblance
was almost supernatural, and / could
see that both Jennie and the doctor
were greatly affected by it. 1t was i'm.
possible for Jennie to conceal her agi.
tation, and, after exchanging few
commonplace remarks, she said. in
that abrupt way of hers, which | am
sorry to say she has not yet entirely
outgrown:
" You are the exact counterpart of
dear friend of mine. Her name is
Rose Malsbury. Are you related to
her in any way, do you know?'
"The widow looked mp slowlv-I
can zee her now as she tilted her head
n little TO one side and seemed 60 be
rejecting n moment before answer
ing:
'Malsbury?' she said at length.
Rose Malsbury? No, don't think /
ever heard the name. Do | look very
much like her. did you say?'
"Jennie launched forth into dc.
tailed comparison of the two women,
and to humor her whim the widow
took of her glasses when we got up
stairs and arranged her hair as Rose
hANhN NbA' hfiFs hl"l llNu AUt re-
semblance was complete. Everybody
about the house pronounced it the
most wonderful thing they had ever
heard Of. The widow'was the only one
who was disposed to regard the matter
in a spirit of levity.
You come across some remarkable
similarity in the human frame perhaps
in u ltf,Ntyna Il,
quaverlng little laugh that WAS also
one of Roses peculiarit es. Il should
very much like to see my double. DO
you think it would be possible to ar
range II meeting between us?'
"Jennie promised to meet the Mails
burys in few days and bring Rose
home with her. But before she went
she brooded over the strange circum.
stances till she evolved what she was
pleased to term a rational explanation
OF the affair.
"'There's no use in talking, nam.
ma.' she S. niusIhefore .startinool
1T is absolutely physical impossible.
ity for two people to look SO much
alike. Why, her voice is the same,
her walk is the same and this lady
even has black splotch on the lett
side OF her chin, just as Rose always
has. Now, while | hate to believe it
of her, / am positive that this woman
is Rose herself, masquerading around
to keep tab On the doctor. She does
II with n boldness that would never
have given her credit for, and it is
not very pleasant thing to think
about ones friend, but you will see
that 1 am right. l nm going down
there to to day, and if Rose has been
away this week then l will be con-
vinced.'
al couldn't agree with her Mt first,
but the more / thought OF it the more
clearly l could understand how
such thing could be, and
awaited Jennie's return with good
deal of anyiety. She came back
about 4 o'clock, fairly wild with ex-
citement.
ITS just as | suspected, she cried,
Historically. She left home last Sun.
day, saying she was going to visit
friends in Lincoln. They nave heard
nothing from her, but were not at all
ALARM ed, as she has been gone only
four days. Perhaps l ought not to
have told them, but l was so worked
up couldn't help it. As soon as they
learned about our new toarder and my
suspicious, Mr.. Malsbury telegraphed
to the people she is supposed to be
stopping with, and they answered that
she hasn't been there, all of which
goes to prove that l am right. Mr..
and Mrs, Malsbury will be here to.
night and force confession from
her.
"They came about o'clock. The
widow had gone upstairs, and took
them straight 10 her room. The doc.
tor had been let into the secret, aud
when she bade us come in, in answer
to my rap on her door, he and Jennie,
and Mr. and Mrs Malsburv and mvself