American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1911-06-01

When | turned to the Held again
saw Rosalind coming toward me along
the path. clad in white. hatless. and
her hands lightly brushing the lush
grass that seemed to leap up to ouch
them. She had not e me. and
drew back a little for love Of the pic
ture she made.
She paused abruptly midway OF the
daisies, and I walked toward her slow
ly-it must have been slowly-and l
think we were both glad of a mo-
ment's respite in which to study each
other. Then she spoke at once, as
though our meeting had been prear-
ranged.
q hoped I should see you" she said,
gravely.
Il had every intention Of seeing
you! I was killing time until I 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!"
I laughed. Il camped in a barn last
hight lOl lcdI L SLOuluu I 6Ct ACIG Ill
time"
II wish to speak to you for a few
minutes-to tell you what you may
have guessed about us-my father and
me-"
Eyes; If you like; but only to help
you If | can. 1t is not necessary for
you to tell M anything"
She turned and led the way across
the daisy field. She walked swiftly,
holding back her skirts from the
crowding flowers. trayersed the garden
of Red Gate. and continued down to
the houseboat.
I'VE can be quiet here" she said,
throwing open the door. "My father
is at Tippecanoe village, shipping one
of his anoes We are early risers,
you see!"
She grew grave again.
Il 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 you
VIII understand that it was not really
Rosalind after all that-that-amused
you'll"
b II the daylight is not helping that
idea. Your are marvelously alike, and
yet ] %t1oundered miserably in my
uncertainty.
"Then"-and she smiled at my dis.
comf1ture, IF you can't tell us apart, it
make no difference whether you ever
see me again or not. You see, Mr.
but did o ever tell me what your
name is? Well, I know it, anyhow
MI. Donovan"
The little workable was between
us, n on it lay the foil which Fer
father had snatched from the wall the
night before. l still stood. gazing
down at Rosalind. Fashion. I saw
mad 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
n a year by thousands of young WON.
She had even the same gestures
the same little way of resting her
cheek against her hand that Helen
h"u' ana before she spoke she moved
her mead a trile to one side. with a
pretty suggestion of just having been
from a ~reverie, that was Hell.
ems trick precisely.
She forgot for a moment orr serious
to which | was not in tho laast
anxious to turn. in her amusement at
my p%erplexity.
IL must be even more extraordinary
nan imagined. | have not seer
fieieh Tor seven years. She ia INV
and when we were children ~
at Stamford our mothers used
% dress us alike to further the re.
'enio'ance- Our mothers, you NAV not
Nno"' were not only sisters: thew
we're twin sisters! But Helen ;s
.hink, a tritle taller than | am This
lttle mark-she touched the ns,,,
Is realy very curious. But our moth.
IT'S n Il ~grandmothers had IT Ana
GU e that speak a little more ran.
oiy than she does-at least thai used
D De me case. l don't know INV
io"h'up cousin at all. We probably
ave different tastes. temperaments
md all that"
am positive of it," I exclaimed.
ct was really sure of nothing save
nat l was talking to an -exceedira,,
'retty girl, who was amazingly like an
ther very pretty girl whom bran.
nuch better. ~
you are her guardian, so to sneak
IT. donovan You are taking care Of
Aunt Pat and my cousin G,s.
'hat came about l don't know"
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