Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1928-03-29

"Tm afraid when he sees you. he'll
change his mind"
"'Afraid'?''
II needn't tell you why-you know"
"Tell me-" she smilingly invited.
whats he like?"
"A queer bird! Seems to hate his
comforts! Wants to live like hod-
carrier or street-ceaner or "a
Why, he's gone and taken teaching
job, If you'll believe me. for q petty
little salary that wouldn't keep me In
gasoline! Insists on living simply and
working for his living"
The walters arrival with their food
brought him up short.
AS Lady Sylvia drew off her gloves,
he fairly held his breath. But to his
chagrin, that test proved no more con-
elusive than anything else about her,
for her hands were now, to his dis
taste, so covered with rings and so
perfectly manicured (Meely's nails
had never been so pink and polished)
that while these lovely hands certain
ly did somewhat resemble Meely's. he
felt, as about everything else con-
corning his cousin. that he could not
feel sure.
81 wear all these rings" she ex-
planned alphabetically, when 1 trav-
ell because l think it's the safest way
to carry them"
Well, since the hand-test failed, he
was all the more determined to find
that mole If it were there to be
found.
A very vague attention he gave to
his dinner. as, with every least move
ment of her head. he tried to see un-
der and around and through her ear
lObes!
LADY Sylvia" he said abruptly,
with sudden reckless daring, 81 want
to take you to see an acquaintance of
mine who looks so remarkably like
you that it's uncanny!"
"You mean, don't you. that you'll
bring her to see me?'
mo. Couldn't. She's a farmers
daughter living about five miles from
us. An ignorant, vulgar"
He stopped short, his face flushing
red. feeling, insanely, as though he
were insulting Nicely Schwenckton to
her face! "a very nice country GIRL"
he hastily amended his remark "but
not a person one would ask to call on
you'll"
"But why?"
"Oh. not in our class"
"Then you have classes in Amer
ica?"
"You know we do! Ever hear Of
our Colonial Danes or D. A. RS"
"Tve heard of your q. A. RS to my
sorrow! But these c. DIS and D. A.
R.'s-they seem to be an expression
of the national yearning for a titled
order: for all those silly social en-
cumbrances which England. so much
more advanced In democracy. is try
ing to slough off So this farmers
daughter is an ignorant. vulgar girl
who is 'uncannily' like me? Thanks !"
"I'll take you to see for yourself
how much you look alike. l want to
see you two together Why. you're as
alike as twins-eXcept that you are
wholly unlike-I mean your features
are alike; that's ALL"
ut will be interesting to see her
like seeing oneself on the screen! I'll
know. for once. what l do look like.
A portrait painter once told me my
type was unusual"
She chartered on. but he scarcely
heard her, so intent he was in trying
to penetrate the veil of her ear-lobes-
when suddenly she stopped short, laid
down her knife and fork and looked at
him in puzzled establishment
"Why." she inquired breathlessly,
her brows puckered in bewilderment,
''are you looking at me so strangely?"
"I'll tell you" he smiled frankly.
"YOu look so like that farm girl that
the very shape of your ears Is like
hers so that should not be at all
surprised to find you had even the
same little brown mole under the lobe
Of your ear that she hast"
"Well!" she exclaimed, show ex-
traordinarily intimate you must have
been with her to have learned all
about her little brown mole under her
ear-lobe! This is interesting not to
say exciting! Own up-how did you
come to know about this mole?"
'Do you have one. too?"
"What ''satiable curiosity! See for
yourself" She lifted the lobes of her
ears-and he looked
There was no mole there.
But his relief was not greater than
his establishment and confusion that
two people could look so alike with
out being related. However, he could
delight in her. now. without fear and
dread-and he proud of her distinc-
ton and even enjoy this weird re-
semblance to the girl for whom his
senses hungered
snow appease my 'satiable curl
osity'" she insisted. "How-did-
you-discover-that farm girls little
mole?"
swell, you'll find it in your heart to
forgive me, I know. that her beauty,