The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1909-05-08

crowding flowers. traversed the garden
of Red Gate, and continued down Ia
the houseboat.
I'VE can be quiet here" she said
throwing open the door. MY father
is at Tippecanoe village, shipping one
of his canoes. We are early risers
you see!"
She grew grave again.
II have important things to say to
you, but it's just as we'll for you to
see me in the broadcast of of daylight
SO that"-she pondered a moment, as
though to be sure of expressing her
self clearly-"so that when you see
Helen Holbrook in an hour or so in
that pretty garden by the lake yo,
will understand that 1t was not really
Rosalind after all that-that-amused
you!"
But the daylight is not helping that
idea Your are marvelously alike, and
yet" foundered miserably in my
uncertainty.
"Then"-and she smiled at my dis
comfitare, "if you can't tell us apart, /,
makes no difference whether you ever
see me again or not. You see, Mr.
but did you ever tell me what your
name is? Well. know 1t, anyhow
Mr.. Donovan"
The little workable was between
US, and ON it lay the foil which hel
father had snatched from the wall the
night before. l still stood. gazing
down at Rosalind. Fashion, | saw
had done something for the amazing
resemblance. She wore her hair in
the pompadour of the day, with OK
actly Helen's sweep; and her white
gown was identical with that worn
that year by thousands of young WON
en-. She had even the same gestures
the same little way Of resting hel
cheek against her hand that Heller
had; and before she spoke she moved
her head trif1e to one side, with g
pretty suggestion of just having beer
startled from a reverie, that was Hell
ems trick precisely.
She forgot for q moment our serious
affairs, to which I was not in the leasI
anxious to turn, in her amusement q,
my perplexity
1T must be even more extraordinar,
than I imagined. I have not seer
Helen for seven years. She is my
cousin; and when we were children to
gether at Stamford our mothers usec
to dress US alike to further the re
semblance. Our mothers, you may not
know, were not only sisters; they
were twin sisters! But Helen is,
think. trifle taller than am. This
little mark"-she touched the peak
is really very curious. But our moth
ers and our grandmothers had It, And
you see that I speak little more rap
Idly than she does-at least that used
to be the case. don't know my
grown-up cousin at all. We probably
have different tastes, temperaments
and all that
Il am positive Of IT," ] exclaimed;
yet I was really sure Of nothing, save
that | was talking to an exceedingl,
pretty girl. who was amazingly like an
other very pretty girl whom l knew
much better.
you are her guardian. so TO speak
Mr.. Donovan. You are taking care Of
my Aunt Pat and my cousin. Just
how that came about don't know"
They we're sent 10 st. Agathas by
Father Stoddard an old friend OF
mine. They had suffered many annoy
ances, 10 put 1t mildly, and came here
to get away from their troubles"
Yes; l understand. Uncle Henry
has acted outrageously. have not
ranged the country at night for moth
ing. have even learned few things
from YOU" she laughed. "And you
must continue 10 serve Aunt Patricia
and my cousin. You see"-and she
smiled her grave smile-"my father
and I are an antagonistic element
mo; not as between you and Miss
Patricia! I'm sure of that. 1t Is Henry
Holbrook that ! am to protect her
from. You and your father do not en-
ter into il"
IF you don't mind telling me, Mr..
Donovan, I should like to know
whether Aunt Pat has mentioned lis"
"Only once. when l first saw her
and she explained why she had come.
She seemed greatly moved when she
spoke Of your father. Since then she
has never referred to him. But tho
day we cruised up to Battle Orchard
and Henry Holbrook's man tried to
smash our launch, she was shaken out
of herself, and she declared war when