The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1903-12-31

seemed to ile that 1 should surely
recognize that ear, and yet I suspected
three ears on the steamer and dozen
on the streets of St. 10 within two
hours after landing
! I had decided to stay dav or two
in quiet boarding house where I had
lived for week half a dozen years be-
| fore. 1t was on an unpretentious street
which seemed to have changed less
than most other parts of the city. One
of the suspected ears preceded me along
this street and. to my surprise and |
might almost say alarm, entered that
very house where l designed to STOP
| AS for the owner of the ear, I had a
better view of her after dinner when
she sat on the veranda with some 9TH
er young people who lived in the house.
l learned that she was a Miss Jones, q
recent arrival and somewhat of a mys-
tery-a fascinating mystery, for she
was surely one of the prettiest girls
that ever walked this earth.
The first clear view of her set all
my suspicious at rest. Sibyl would be
no beauty, granting her the best that
time. can do for growing girl. The
| resemblance between them must GER
tainly be limited to the ears, and there.
if might judge from the Photographic
print, it really was surprising. l stud
led the ear with considerable interest
in the light of an electric lamp that
| stood before the house.
Some one introduced me to Miss
Jones in a manner quite unconvention-
al, and we had few minutes CONVEX
satiOn. She seemed 4 cultivated wOm-
an, with the easy manner that comes of
birth and breeding, yet I judged that
her mind was not at peace, and the
thought came to me that she must be a
girl in reduced circumstances forced
out into the world to make her living
Our interview was brief, for she soon
withdrew into the house, and it was
important to me chiefly because Of the
| slight resemblance l had noted. Sup
pose this girl were SibyI. What should
I do? 1t was a question 1 dislilked to
answer. She was remarkably attract
i've. The widest flight of fancy could
not endow Sibyl with so many charms
And yet l would have fed from the
mere suggestion of regarding Miss
Jones as a possibility for me- l was
hopelessly under the domination of an
other personality. That was the lesson.
My first and pressing need was to for
get Anna Lamoine.
When Miss Jones had gone into the
house, l kindled a cigar and found a
chair at the most unpopular end of the
veranda-the one nearest the light as
may easily be guessed. Laughter and
music Tor what passed for it, arose
from the young people on the darker
side. They annoyed me. How can a
man decide pressing question of the
heart while a dozen thoughtless and
frivolous creatures are bawling BE
cause Love You?" This house used
to be quiet. Apparently it had lost that
merit. l couldn't go to my room be-
cause it's windows were directly over
the heads of the merry, merry chorus
might shift my quarters to hotel,
but I disliked to register under an as
sumed name, and to put my own on
the book would be to invite some of
my acquaintance in St. 10 to send up
their cards. A boarding house was
my only refuge, but seemed to have
chosen the wrong one. There was too
much idle merriment here. I could
never forget Anna Lamoine in such
place. What wanted was chance to
sit down and think about it in perfect
peace. Lacking that possibility at the
moment, it seemed best to take a walk.
At the first corner man coming
along at good gait glanced at me and
started. The light struck sharply on
my face, and his was in shadow, but I
knew him instantly. His name was
Brooks, and he had been in my fathers
employ for a dozen years. We had
been quite friendly, he and I, in former
days. but l was in no mood to meet
him then.
'Terryr' he called after me. Mar
shall Terry, is that your"
"1t's all that's left of me-" said I,
wheeling about. How are you,
Johnny?'
Cali that's left of you!' he ex-
claimed, making pretense of looking
w dl luc DIS IL QaO Dcen mOnu-
ment. when was there more?'
before l struck New York." said I,
though that couldn't mean much to
him. What are you doing over hereY
Game over to see fellow" said he
and added something which gave the
impression that he was hurt because I
had not looked him up in Chicago.
I'm not feeling in good Spirits" said
I. Don't care to see any one; had
little streak of hard luck. You under
stand. Don't mention it to any one.
What I'd like just now would be a
lodge in some vast wilderness for
week or two''
He laughed and eyed me curiously.
"Why don't you go out to Mrs. With
erspoon's?" he asked.
had an indistinct recollection of the
name.
"Some kind Of resort, isn't it?' said 1.
"Swel boarding house." he began.
But l said, mo. thank you," hastily.