The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-01-19
MEN And FACES.
By CLINTON ROSS.
Copyright, 1899, by Clinton Ross.l

SAUL, ledsG OIL all OF Angus MCf arlanQ,
whose experiences were many.
This particular and serious misad-
venture began when he met two young
women whom he remembered without
being being able to separate Esthf from
"Ah, yes" said Miss Driscoll, ssthat
was delightful " as Angus talked Of the
cid days.
II sometimes wish we could recall
all that time, - said he sentimentally.
And you haven forgotten my sis
ter, said Miss Driscoll as youth de-
posted young lady at her side.
II am SO glad to see you again, %
said Angus. This Miss Driscoll was as
plain as the other was pretty. The eyes
alone were much alike. Angus looked
from one to the other. Which was
which2 Of course he couldn't ask. The
talk probably would show.
BY Jove, said Angus, speaking
aloud, "it's 1s years since we have
met.
And we have heard SO much of
you,' said the pretty sister.
So much of you, Mr.. Mcfarland.
Cant it be-Angus-after 10
years?'' our lieutenant asked.
"Why, I always think Of you-as
Angus" said the pretty one.
"And I. too. said the plain Miss
Driscoll.
"And I think Of you still as Esther
and Eleanor !" He looked around. ex-
pecting some response. But
DO you? That's good of you," said
one
"Oh, it's delightful Of you, Angus -
said the other.
II wish it were dear Angus" said
the sentimental lieutenant.
We'll, I'll make it dear Angus"
said the plain one, "if"-
Yes, why, dear Angus said the
pretty Miss Driscoll, spreading her fan.
Now, he knew some scores of irresisti-
BILE young women scattered among a
score Of ports-from Newport to Yoko-
hama-but the pretty Miss Driscoll was
surely the most irresistible. And then
there were the memories-the delight.
full memories of ones boyhood, when
they had been boy and tomboys to-
gether. Home clutches at man 8 heart
after he has been away three years in
the China seas. The hills about VOL
hamton seemed to welcome him. The
men in the town club had pressed all
kinds OF hospitality, old boys, who had
been young 1S years ago, now staid,
successful fellows with children. But
in some way he always remembered
Wolhamton as being the home of the
Driscolls. Esther Driscol had been such
good fellow years ago. Many a time
on tedious cruise he had thought
about her, and little about Eleanor.
And now he had taken his last week in
Wolhamton because he had thought Of
Esther. But which was Esther and
which was Eleanor7 He dare not ask.
OF course the pretty one must be Esther.
But years change pretty little girl
into a homely one. He could not be
sure. Now, dare say, you would have
gone bluntly to the point and asked.
But would you~if you were wanderer,
q fellow whose home is in every place
where the flag can wave over come yards
Of decki For Angus there was senti-
mental memory about this little girl.
II her personality now doubtless were
lost in the woman, he hoped at least
that it wasn't And on that account
and now particularly because he did
not wish to affront the pretty Miss
Driscou he did not like to ask, (Which
of you may be Esther, which Eleanor 2"
But if he had expected that one Of
them might tell he was disappointed
They persisted, if unconsciously or ma
liciously, in disappointing him. At one
time he fancied the omission was inten-
tional and again that it was accidental.
But the longer he talked to them he
wa convinced that the pretty Miss
Driscoll was the Esther Of whom during
many years and many experiences he
had thought about, wondering what
that girlish playfellow had become like.
He knew notAyes, Of course, she was
the irresistible Miss Driscoll. And when
at this dancing she was taken away
from him he tried to make himself en-
pertaining to the plain sister on the
principle that it is we'll to have good
friend at court They went over the old
days together. He set traps to find out
il she were indeed Eleanor.
''Ah, that was Esther, wasn't it2''
he would exclaim at some memory.
But the plain Miss Driscon only would
say with the faintest suspicion of 8
smile:
Greatly, I don't remember, Mr.. -
s'You forget. Angus" he answer
ed.
"Well, Angus, she said, flushing.
Or did he think she Redeemed that leas1
bit2 At any rate, it was the encourage
ment Of an impression, and he persisted
He passed nearly all the rest of tina
evening with the plain Miss Driscoll
for the pretty one was persistently en-
gagged And still in the interest of tina
Impression he tried his best. AS the,
walked on the lawn under the mool
this sister was as entertaining as tn
pretty one. He even, on the strength o
that old acquaintance, may have utter
ed certain words that were not fire.
from passion. When they came in, tn