The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-12-04
A PUPIL OF SPURZHEIM'S.
BY F. H. LANCASTER.

Copyright, 1904. by Daily Story Pub.
 The book" mildly objected Miss Molly Caldwell "The book says prom inence.'
 T can't help what the book says" retorted her companion, tailor fashion on the floor with a chronological chart in her lap. T say bumps-and 1t is much the best word, too. I believe he has seen ghosts-he has the ghost seer's bump over his forehead. And bumps do count. Look at that bump of firmness on top of his head. Isn't he the hardest headed man you know? And that bump of ideality over the temple. If he hadn't had ideality to burn do Nyou suppose he could ever have fallen in love with Sarah saun- dersT'
 Mary, my dear"
 But it Is true, Aunt Molly"
 How do you know?"
 Why, he was asleep in the ham, mock and my window was open. If had put out my hand I could have touched his head"
 Miss Molly accepted the change of issues. And you did it," she said with grim cohc1usiveness.
 T didn't either. I could see. Can't you see that bump on top of his headT'
 'I know Henry Stothers Is hard head ed without looking at his bumps and"
 .'of course. And I'm trying to find out what else he is"-she unused over her ~chart--"wit joins ideality. Now he has a perfect ridge along the edge of his temple. but-do you consider him witty?"
 Really. Mary, if you believed man to have an atom of brains would you accuse him of having fallen in love with a spinister years older than him. self? A man of his age?"
 why, Aunt Molly. But don't mean wits. Wit! Have you heard him say anything witty? You had a long
 Miss Molly passed that memorable conversation in gloomy review. The good natured indolence with which he had laughed down the proposition she had schooled herself to suggest: Dear lady, I'm a dozen years too old for your little girl" Mary looked up dreamily from her chart: "Benevo- lence."
 "He has a hole there"
 "Oh, no. He has the kindest heart in the world. Why, he opened the gate yesterday for Roco when some body had shut the poor fellow out. And then his falling in love with poor old Sarah Saunders@
 You have already used that to prove his ideality."
 Mary sighed. 'T do wish I could get hold of somebody's head to feel"
 why not feel your own?"
 Tt doesn't do any good. No matter where I find a bump I imagine right away I'm that. I believe I'll ask MT. Stothers if he has ever seen a ghost. Language. Ah ha. And he hasn't got prominent eyes"
 T should say not. He has deep set eyes-and very fine ones"
 "Of course he has. That's the reason he threw down my volume of German poetry and called 1t gutteral conundrums."
 Miss Molly laughed in spite of that ever-present sense of uneasiness "I confess, Mary, you and your Spurz- helm are too many for me-"
 But it Is so fine to see 1t all work right out. I'll bet he has seen ghosts. Oh. Aunt Molly, please let me feel your head-just a minute"
 Mary, have mercy on my hair
 "Just your forehead. Oh, you are so good See if 1t don't work out. Bump over the corner of the eye? Or der And look at this house. Of course. order. Just above the nose? Individuality. Didn't tell you. Just above individuality? Thats-oh, yes; eventuality, good memory for events. Do you remember events, Aunt Mol 1y?"
 There is the dinner bell. Mary, and your hair is startling. Run along"
 But you do, don't your