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A DOUBLE EVENT
, By Ceorgiana Keene
"And the right man hasn't turned
up yet, Rita?" inquired her brother,
taking her hands in nis.
"Not yet, Jim," answered his sis
ter, smiling. "Besides, you know, Jim,
I am never going to get married any
way until you do, because there will
be nobody to look after you then."
Jim smiled. "I've been looking
after myself a good deal since I came
to New York," he answered.
"But anyway, I'm going to stay
with you long enough to put your
household affairs in order and and
sew on all your buttons," replied the
Since Jim left the little town to
take up a position in the big city Rita
had worried constantly about him,
and at last she had left her mother
and gone to spend a couple of weeks
with Jim. He was taking her for a
round of gayety. As they entered the
big roof-garden hotel Jim looked
fondly at his sister. How pretty she
was, and how fortunate the man
would be who got her! He hoped it
would be some one worthy of her.
"I am always so sorry for boys like
you who are lonely in a great city,"
said Rita, slipping her hand into his.
Jim winced inwardly. He was
thinking of a certain poker party of
a few nights before, of which Rita
would never have approved, and
wondering if she suspected that he
had a good many friends.
In the elevator a forlorn-looking
young man was standing. He, too,
was going up to the roof-garden, and
he was going up alone. Rita's heart
"He looks as lonely as I imagine
you must be sometimes," she whis
"pered to Jim as the elevator stopped.
"Let's ask him to join us."
Jim looked at the young man. He
was certainly ,a presentable young
fellow, a gentleman, and a stranger
to the city, as Jim imagined. They
happened to approach an empty ta
ble together. Jim made some casual
"Plenty of room here," he said.
The young fellow sat down and
soon the three were engaged in con
versation. Jim was not sorry for the
respite from a tete-a-tete with his
sister. He was dreading the time
when he would have to tell her a
very natural thing from which, nev
ertheless, he shrank that he was as
good as engaged to a very charming
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girl, Miss Ida Campbell, whom they
had both known slightly years be
fore in the village. Miss Campbell
had moved with her family to the
metropolis and had been lost sight
of until Jim had comein contact with
"By the way, Jim," said Rita, "do
you remember Ida Campbell? Well,
I have got her address and I was
thinking of . looking her up. It is
somewhere in 67th street."
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