The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1911-07-25


saw Rosalind coming toward me along I
the path, clad in white. hatless. and !
her hands lightly brushing the lush |
grass that seemed to leap up to touch |
them. She had not seen me, and
drew back little for love Of the pic
ture she made.
She paused abruptly midway Of the
daisies, and l walked toward her slow
ly-it must have been slowly-and
think we were both glad OF mo-
ment's respite in which to study each
other Then she spoke at once. as
though our meeting had been prear-
ranged
Il hoped I should see you," she said.
gravely.
Il had every intention OF seeing
you, l was killing time until l felt
might decently lift the latch Of Red
| Gate"
| She inspected me with her hands
clasped behind her.
| Please don't look At me like that"
l laughed. Il camped in a barn last
night for fear l shouldn't get here in
time"
II wish to speak to you for few
minutes-to tell you what you may
have guessed about us-my father and
me-"
Yes; If you like; but only to help
you If can 1t is not necessary for
you to tell me anything"
She turned and led the way across
the daisy field She walked swiftly.
holding back her skirts from the
crowding flowers, traversed the garden
of Red Gate. and continued down to
the houseboat-
we 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.
Il have important things to say tt
! you, but it's just as well for you tt
q see me in the broadcast of of daylight
so that"-she pondered a moment, a!
though to be sure of expressing her
J. self clearly-"so that when you SCI
Helen Holbrook in an hour or so IL
+ that pretty garden by the lake yo'
l will understand that it was not reall.
Rosalind after all that-that-amuse'
+ you!"
But the daylight is not helping tina
idea Your are marvelously alike, an
yet" ] floundered miserably In M
= uncertainty.
"Then"-and she smiled at my dis
comfiture, IF you can't tell US apart,
makes no difference whether you eve
. see me again or not You see, Mr.
= but did you ever tell me what you
name is? Well. l know it, anyhow
Mr.. Donovan"
The little workable was betwee
:. US. and on it lay the foil which &c
- father had snatched from the wall tn
!, night before. l still stood. gain
down at Rosalind. Fashion, l saw
had done something for the amazin
resemblance. She wore her hair
the pompadour of the day, with e,
=. actly Helen's sweep; and her whit
gown was identical with that wor
that year by thousands of young Won
en-. She had even the same gesture
-, the same little way of resting he
~ cheek against her hand that Hele
~ had; and before she spoke she move
- her head a triie to one side, with
- pretty suggestion of just having bee
| startled from a reverie, that was He
-. ems trick precisely.
;s She forgot for a moment our serios
=, affairs, to which l was not in the lea
~ anxious to turn, in her amusement
n. my perplexity.
n 1T must be even more extraordinal
no than l imagined. l have not see
no Helen for seven years. She Is n
no cousin; and when we we're children I
gether at Stamford our mothers U.s.
in to dress US alike to further the I
DC. semblance. Our mothers, you may n
ad know, were not only sisters; thu
n were twin sisters, But Helen Is.
he think. trife taller than l am. Tn
I'd little mark"-she touched the peak
he lis really very curious. But our mot
ers and our grandmothers had it, Al
er you see that l speak little more ra
Id idly than she does-at least that us
ad to be the case. l don't know n
,toi grown-up cousin at all. We probah
have different tastes, Temperament
and all that
Il am positive of NJ" 1 sxclaime
yet was really sure of nothing, sa
that l was talking to an exceeding
les pretty girl. who was amazingly like 8
~. other very pretty girl whom l kn,
he much better.
70 You are her guardian, so to spes
I'D Mr.. Donovan. You are taking care
Ike my Aunt Pat and my cousin. il
il how that came about | don't know -
en- CTO BE CONTINUED
ZEE
B.. Emolunent of Physicians.