The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1903-09-12
FoR THE UNION"
GEORGE WILSON'S CRIME.
BY FLORA STEWART EMORY.

GEUhdE W1LoUN'S C6lmE.
BY FLORA STEWART EMORY.
Goodbye, little sister, 1 shall be
home tomorrow" Richard said, kiss
ing her. ''Be good girl, and do
give up the idea of impersonating me,
as have grave misgivings about it."
To this farewell speech Mabelle
only laughed, and put her hand play
fully over her brothers. mouth. Ap-
preaching steps were heard so she
ran quickly into the house. His eyes
bright with expectancy, George Will
son came through the garden gate.
GOOD morning, Twin" was his
greeting to Richard, who stood con-
fused and nervous. ''I thought you
were going away" he continued,
without seating himself.
I was-that is I have change my
mind and Mabelle has gone in
stead"
He was not telling an untruth very
gracefully, but George was too much
disappointed to notice it.
''Did she leave me a note?" he
asked.
Richard felt like a murderer, or
more, when he saw the panied look
in Georges eyes. "No, she did not, "
he was forced to answer.
We'll, must be going now, as I
have some interesting experiments
booked for today. And by the way,
Twin, I'll take you up to the college
this afternoon and show you thing
Of l tive RemembeE, ge 'thoHghe e.ng NUNS Ms
hand he hurried down the street, and
Richard had to run or miss the train.
Cautiously Mabelle crept down
stairs. eff I can fool Mary 1 am
safe, for she has sharp eyes," she
thought.
Lands sake, Master Dick r' Nam
cy exclaimed, as she Mabelle pass
through the hall, chow you frighten-
ed me"
Mabelle was frightened, too, as she
supposed Nancy was in the kitchen.
At luncheon the disguise was still
complete. There was no one there
except her father, who ate hurriedly.
He said something about Richard act
ing disappointed because Mabelle had
gone to New York in his place.
"She's a better business woman
than you are," he said absentmind-
edly.
81 should hope So" laughed the
supposed Richard.
Sitting on the steps, Mabelle's heart
commenced to throb, as somebody's
merry whistle fell on her ears.
''Now 1 must be careful or I'll give
myself away by blushing," she
thought. For once in her life she
was thankful for the rich, contra1to
voice she had heretofore disliked, call
ing "mannish."
'Are you ready, Twin?" George
asked, taking little notice of Mabelle
who was blushing very rosy red in
spite of herself.
"Ready for what?" she thought
wonderingly. "Oh, dear, must say
something quickly, or I shall be
caught" so she finally said Eyes"
and trusted to luck.
"Come along then, we've got to
sneak in the back way" he said in a
low tone. Miss Ethel Rives was
passing, and he evidently did not want
her to hear. She stopped long enough
to hand them some leaflets, and wish
them pleasant afternoon.
''How 1 love Eer !'' Mabelle ex-
claimed, as the beautiful girl passed
out of sight. George looked at her
in a startled manner:
"Why, Twin, did not know you
felt that way p'
Mabelle fully expected that her
trick was discovered, but George did
not suspect the truth. He linked his
arm through hers just as he always
did Richards, and they started out.
''I was hard hit once myself" he
said, confdentially, "but she has too
pronounced views for me. Imagine
my marrying a woman who goes
around handing tracts to strangers. F"
Mabelle was anxious to defend her
friend, but dare not. She blushed
again, for she resented learning that
George had ever cared for any other
girl. She had been engaged to him
for over month, and was the envy
of all the town girls. "Some day you
will be the wife of a great surgeon, "
Richard had said to her.
81 wonder where we are going, "
she thought. George turned down
Elbow alley, and she followed. A
small colored boy came up to him and
pulled him by the sleeve.
"We've got one for you," he said
"but you can't have her unless you
pay me a whole dollar, cause bout
lost my neck gettin' her." George
smiled and threw the lad bright sill
yer dollar.
"Take her up to the laboratory,
he said.
Reaching the big back gate of the
Howards hopkins Hospital, Georgt
| stopped.