Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-14
He Had a
Double

DLAIR had just put On his hat and
X was on the point of leaving the
- cafe. vixen a heavy hand fell on
his shoulder and hearty voice shouted
in his ear, Hello, Jenkins. Going 20
meet with the boys tonight"
He turned and faced a jovial looking
man whom he did not remember having
ever seen before who do you think.
am?' he snapped. My name Is
Blair"
The other looked surprised. then
sheepish. ''Scuse me-" he apologfzed.
Il thought you were a friend Of mine.
You're Just his build But. come to
look closer, your hair is darker than
his"
Haugadiy Blair staiked out, having
gathered an unfavorable impression Of
his double from the unpublished manner
Of his professed friend. Further. it
rather CALLED him not to be able 70
choose his own double, for Blair prided
himself on the irreproachable character
of his friends, as we'll as his own i'm
peccability.
lie soon forgot the matter, however,
ard was thoroughly surprised few
days later, when he was again accosted
by a stranger He was hanging by
the strap of crowded elevated train,
when some one at his elbow murmured,
say, Henry, could you lend me ten
spot? I'm broke"
Now, Henry was Blair's first name.
He looked about sharply. but when he
saw the man who had spoken he paid
no further heed. But the voice persist
cd. You amt goin to turn down an
Of fren. are you?" There was reproach.
nay. grief, in the tones
Blair looked down and into the plead
ing face of a shabby little old man who
was evidently down-at-t he-hecls,
musty old sport.
What do you meant" he exploded.
by asking me TO lend YOU money? /
never saw you before
The sporty person opened his red
trimmed eyes wide with surprise Say.
homes. ! though you was Jenkins" he
explained You're the dead image "
him. only guess, his face is kinder
redder n yourn.
Blair's poor opinion of jenkins i'm
mediately grew many shades darker.
and to the same extent he felt himself
insuIted From the several encounters
and from the various greetings he had
received he surmised that Jenkins and
his friends were not of the elite, as
Blair liked to think that he and his
were.
one day at noon he entered one of the
parlors OF a downtown hotel where be
had agreed to meet Mrs. Blair Before
he even caught sight of his wife in the
opposite corner of the room, a ZOO FASH
ionably attired young woman arose from
"a davenport near the door and addressed
him.
Now, Henry, you might We come
sooner I've been waiting -"
Blair looked unrecognizingly at Ter
His discomfort lasted but moment.
however. for she interrupted herself
with an exclamation Of distress "Oh,
beg pardon. ] thought you was Mr.
Jenkins, a gentleman friend of mine
Stoopid Of me. for his eyes are brown
There was a flush Of annoyance in
Blair's gray eyes as he crossed over
TO his wife 81 seem to have a double
he told her, though his hair, eyes and
face do not quite match mine. Besides.
unlike me- he's not puuctual I'm go
ing to wait here and find out wherein
my double and / resemble each other.
Shortly thereafter a burly but quiet,
iroffe nsive looking man FASTENED into
the parlor and greeted his Gamsel ,U
The davenport. She took his arm CuyiL
and whispered something that caused
her escort To look inquiringly over Co..
ward Blair. Ii he expected genial
response from The latter the cOlJ glance
that met him must have been disan-
pointment
'Wen, DO we look anything aiiGeo'
Blair asked his wife.
Certainty not" Mrs. Blair held htr
artistoc'atic head high with indignat.ol
at the idea. Il suppose its just STUPID
story thar YOU invented.
IF 7 We're irving to be funny | could
think OF something more humorous than
that. said her husband. as they went
on into the dining room.
II 81 ouid hope SO. Yet come 10 think
Of il here is certain likeness in your
hFariUE. Besides. he wears the same
peculiar cinnamon brown overccat that
you do.
"TIl,2iye mine to the janitor tonight
declared Blair. as "a load was removed
from his Wi.G.