Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1904-09-24


II mean." he exclaimed slowly. like
one who picks his way. that knew
yOu-for the one girl cared about"
"Oh-h. But was it Mt a ball we first
met? | remember yO ir telling me that
three years ago. but ! didn't think it
was at ball that that knowledge
came to you. We met first--lcts see
where was IT."
"At--at-it's idiotic. but for the life
of me can't remember for the mo-
ment You were the important matter,
all else
ITS hardly to be expected you
should recOllect." she said. compassiOn-
ating his confusion. at was ut the
Thorntons'."
"Of course, the Thorntons. l knew.
but | couldn't think of the name. l re-
member Harry telling
Harry? What Harry"
'Er- Harry - Harry Thornton. Of
course"
ooh. I never knew there was broth
er. And he told you
"Thnt he wanted me to meet you.
He said. Phil. there's az
"Why. thought your name was
Harry. but possibly that's changed in
three years too. You used to be called
Harry"
"a man may have two names, mayn't
hep
at seems like it."
81 mean he may have more than one
name. My name is Henry Philip Nor
ton. All my old chums ut college called
me Phil"
81 might have unhrr;tOOd-So stupid
Of me- So Mr.. Thornton was Il chum
Of yours at college,"
"Ycs. Great friend; we were"
"And that's how you came to know
his sisters? Charming girls. weren't
they
every. very charming. only don't
such a waste"
"Why. have you quarrelel?"
"No, not exactly"
IL thought perhaps you had. because
Clara Thornton just passed, and nei-
ther of you spoke. thought it curl,
ous''
Yes. OF course | saw her-but-
It's rather n painful subject with me-
and so if you don't mind let's get Off
it."
He looked off sadly. with a perturbed
expression of countcnance. due nat
urally to the pain he was feeling
There was silence for a moment or so,
and then. hearing little sobbinS
sound. he turned toward her.
She was bending over, her face
buried in her hands. Like flash it
came over him what was the matter
She cared for him and thought he
cared for the Thornton girl.
"Margarrt." he said. Margaret. dear!
1t was nothing Of that kind. I've new
er cared for any other wcman but you
honestly"
Suddenly she lifted her face. There
were traces of tears in her eyes.
"Oh. you fraud" she cried. "You
utter frauG"'
81 tell you
"You impostOr! And you fancied l
believed you:"
She drew folded letter from the
folds of her gown and found n place
In it.
"Rcad that. Mr.. Philip Morton. and
them
Morton read the part she indicated.
course. you sly puss. know of your
Irritation with Harry Morton three
years ago and that you gave him your
Well. my dear. it seems
that Harry's twin brother. Phil. saw
the picture and rescued it when Harry
was burning his scalps just before his
Phil's kept 1t on his mantcl
for three years. Now he is going west.
and what do you think? He proposes
to stop of ut Glendale and pretend he's
up the ends Of the affair with you
right where he dropped them. Isn't
that impudence? He has made Il bet
with Harry that he can do this, and he
should be taught a lesson. lie Is exact
ly like Harry, as good looking and
nicer, and I'm afraid
"You needn't read the rest" Miss
Travcrs interrupted. ITS nothing to
do with YOU" She turned severe
toward the culprit. 1T Is
a very nice trick to try and play on a
girl. isn't it? So gentlemanly"
s.I . - Ct
"But what? | want to be just"
"Wcll, it wasn't all a lie. The picture
was all said to me. and have known
ever since | met you that cared for
you, but | suppose you are awfully Of
tended. and it's all over"
at should be, shouldn't it. as n pun.
ishment? There ought to be some pun
Ishment surely"
II shall lose my bet Isn't that
enough unless you'll let me win it?"
"Why, how can II"
"The threads, you know. Let me pick
'em up where Harry dropped them.
Then I'll win. You said you were GO
Ing walking. weren't you. that day,
and you couldn't because OF the rain?
fancy tomorrow will be fine day.
The stars are very bright. Look up
through the palms there. Mayn't I
come tomorrow for yOu?"
"You don't deserve It, and won't
promise. but shall be home at 3 and
Your waltz, Mr.. Ackerly? Yes. so it Is.
Zoo bad you had such hunt for me.
was just going in
Miss Travers' hand fumbled for a