The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1897-09-18
AN AWKWHRD POSITION.

mo YOU think two girls ought te
IL be born so exactly a,ike?" said
Charlie Dacre, ruefully twisting up 9
cigarette.
The other man laughed.
"Are you talking of those two lien.
nison girls? They're not exactly
alike"
"It's all very well for you, but
haven't your long sight. and l declare
to you if see either of them at little
distance, or in bad light, can't tell
which is which. am going to party
tonight, given by the respected parents
of my Dennison, and positively dread
it."
Perhaps they play tricks on you,"
said Ballantyne. "Onc of them is
: rather skittish."
Charlie got himself up that night
with extraordinary care, and. as be
was good-looking fellow, he pre-
scented rather striking appearance as
he entered Mrs. Dennison's drawing
rooms. He had been detained, so that
most of the guests had arrived when
he came, and his inamorata was no.
where to be seen. But shortly after he
had paid his respects to the host and
hostess the daughter of the house. pref
tily dressed in white and blue, came
up. Dacre begged for dance-two
dances.
I'm so sorry" said she, "but I've
nothing vacant till the lancers. You're
q little late, Mr.. Dacre, you see," with
slight accent of reproach as she gave
him her card. Charlie apologized in
the humblest terms and the girl be-
slowed smile on him as she was led
away.
Dacre went to seek her in good time
for his lancers. She sat on an ottoman
In distant part of the room, where the
dropping folds of curtain formed a
shade from the glare of the lights. The
blue and white of her filmy gown stood
out against the dark background.
Dacre FASTENED across the room to her.
Miss Dennison, my Dance" he said,
eagerly. MAY ~"
She turned her pretty face and archei
her eyebrows in surprise.
"Yes," said Charlie, "the lancers-
you promised-oh! 1 beg your pardon.
You're your cousin-I mean the other
Miss Dennison--nnd, Of course, /
haven't seen you before"
Then, recovering from his confusion
before the young lady could speak, he
added:
Il hope I'm not too late to get dance.
Miss Dennison?"
Having secured this, he sought the
other Isabel.
why, In the fiend's name, do thew
dress alike?" he muttered, in nervous
fear Of another mistake. He might be
continually coming across the one he
didn't want, like a recurring decimal.
Several times he bore down on a fair
girl in blue and white, but turned away.
deciding that he had only come on an
Isabel in another place. The lancers
had begun-it was in full swing before
he came suddenly on a sofa where sat
the Isabel.
Miss Dennison," he stammered, "I'm
81 sorry
Pray don't apologize" said she, cold |
ly. Il assure you the delay is not of The
slightest moment"
Indeed II was quite unintentional.v
said the unfortunate Charlie, in despair.
i have been looking for you"
Il have been sitting here the last ten |
minutes. and you passed me just now
Il saw blue and white dress" ac. |
knowledged Charlie, "but some people |
came between it and me. Won't YOU for
give me and dance this? It isn't too
late.r
II think my mother wants me-" said
Isabel. rising with dignity.
May take you to herr'
mo. thank YOU"
Charlie only got pardoned when
everybody was going. He was mad |
with himself, but could not bring him.
self to acknowledge the real reason of |
his apparent neglect. He was seusi-
tive about these constant mistakes.
They went on happening. of course.
the one Isabel laughing at him. which
be dreaded; the other turning naughty
md offended. He offered some flowers