Lexington weekly intelligencer., 1880-01-31

person OF WnOm you are Ill sea1CH 10
locked up in our china-closet. In fact,
YOU can hear him now.'
The keeper looked from one to an o..
iher in blank amazement.
There's pair on 'em, then. But,
axing your pardon ladies, if there's
mistake in the case it's on your side.
That chaps name amt Pimpernel,
nor vet Peter. His name is Samuel
Simmons, and till he went off his
head about two years ago, he KEEP!
shop in the Totteu-
And he's one of the
arlfuilest loonies we've got. This is
the third time he has escaped but he
never goes further than the first
place he can get something to eat and
drink. Come, Simmons, own up,
and tell the ladies you's been making
deed! Why, he'd pretend he was
anybody's mother, If there was any
thing to be got by it,
the supposed Peter Pimpernel
stood with his thumb in his mouth.
looking 1heepishly at the warder.
1T wasn't my fault, Mr.. Bradbury.
1t was them as did it. They stuffed
me up as was their long lost brother,
and didn't see | had any call to say
different. But amt done nothing
| Here the victim of mistaken iden-
tlty began to cry.
Miss Penelope pressed her hand
kerchief to her eyes.
% Pamela, what a cruel deception!
However shall we survive it
Il o. we shall survive it fast enough
said Miss Pamela, who was somewhat
uick-tempered, and whose first feel
ing was that OF extreme annoyance.
Bat, Penelope, a frightful thought
strikes me. Ii this is the lunatic,
whom have we got in the china
closet?'
Can it be-?' shrieked Miss Pencil
e ope. Yes, Pamela, it must. Can he
: ever forgive US Our real long-lost
P brother comes to us after twenty
years, and we throw blanket over
S his head and put him in a cupboard
: 'Handn't you better let him out,
:, thcn, ma'am p suggested the keeper.
8 The gentleman don't seem to take
kindly to the accommodation pro-
t vided for him, aud when you come
e to think of it, perhaps it's little try
+ ing to the feelings
e 'rhis person is right, Pamela said
d Miss Penelope. the door certainly
ought to be opened but who is to
= do it? l must own l could never
d meet our brothers jnstly offended
le gaze under such circumstances"
9. sLor ma'am, don't let that trouble
r, you,' said Bradbury. I'll open it
II with pleasure % Ne4
as He did 80 accordingly revealing q
or perfect chaos of blankets, tea-trays,
IS, preserve pots, and broken crockery,
sd from the midst of which rushed out
III the imprisoned inmate, his hair dis
hevelled, his cravat awry, his coat
a. torn, his features swollen, and his
IN whole frame working with excite
g ment. His unconscious persona tor,
n, Simmons, was the first person he
es. caught sight of. He made a frantic
IL rush at him, caught him by the col
lar, and began shaking and pummel-
er ing him furiously, at the came time
'p- using what appeared to be frightful;
iy bad language in some foreign
ng tongue, till the victim was rescued by
We the strong arm Of Mr.. Bradbury.
ie- Come, [ say, sir, you'll addle him
worse than he's added already
na which would be pity, goodness
TO knows. There's been bit of mis
ng take, but shaking won't mend it
Oh However, If you want to shake any
to body, shake men . ...s ,s3
My The invitation was well-meant, ,bu
from the relative size and strength
lel- of the Two men it was like inviting
tea very small terrier to shake very bi,
ust bulldog. Profiting by the moments
5e! ry interruption, Miss Pamela cried
elf. Penelope, do as do She flung her
lde self on her knees at her brother
te feet, and clasping him round III
right leg, said, 20. Peter. can yo
lad ever forgive us?'
,lly Mr.. Pimpernel shook his leg fire.
md rather roughly. None of that, than
or, you, old lady, he said. 'And th
'er- quicker get out of this confounde
'me house, the better shall like, IT,
Miss Pamela quite shriehed, III
liss calls me old lady, Penelope. II
is doesn't know his own sister, his ow
has little Pamela And she forthwith
,ch, went off into violent hesterics.
lble 'WhatH said her brother, 'Th
,ic's ope,' turning to his elder sister.
80: don't wonder you didn't recogniz
ood me, for certainly shouldn't have r,
cognized you. l thought l had CON
Pe- to the wrong house; in fact, Eli b
ON. hanged if l know what though
of But why on earth did you put me
ely. that Internal cupboard? And WI
our the devil are these persons p indica
run ing Mr.. Simmons and the Keeper.
ory, IF you'll allow me, ma'am p il
the terrupted Mr.. Bradbury, 'Pll reno,
ong Mr.. Summons at once, aud leave yO
we to settle matters with this good gel
'me, tleman. Now, Simmons, come alon
Ah, up to your old tricks again, q
DIS you p san .ls7,
beer Mr.. Simmons had taken adyanta,
With of the general excitement to partial
gen. of a little more refreshment. He b,
h Ne al n
LIE but finding Mr.. Bradbury's eye upt
his him, hastily dropped the remand
the into his hat, which he forthwith p
eiug on his head and the pair departed.
the 1t took some little time to expla
attic, matters clearly to Mr.. Pimpern'
8 TO who was, not unnaturally, mu
OF incensed by his peculiar receptio
una, But though somewhat irascible,
hg was not only of a naturally forgiviI
with temperament, but possessed of ke
elng sense of humor, and in the midst
lss his sisters fearful recital the absur
hen, ity of the whole affair struck him
cad, vividly that he suddenly passed wit
out the slightest warning, from dl
at IL nified sulks into fit of uncontro
MISS ble laughter, which continued, wi
!. but momentary intervals, for near
vas, a quarter OF ali hour, causing his 8
amt ters TO entertain apprehensions
low' apoplexy, aud finally leaving hi
completely exhausted. Meanwhi
Miss the distress of his sisters at their U
this fortunate mistake was unmistakab
per- and the many familiar objects arou
very excited very tender memories
noise early days, when he and these t,
now faded sisters had been boy a
eter. girls together. AS soon as he srect
mere cred breath enough to speak, he ga
that, Never mind, girls, accidents "
happen, even in the best regulat
nscif families. Let's kiss and be frien
Pc and say no more about it. Pm ve
e on glad to be back again i'll dear {
seh II Euglan once more, and to tind y
on alive and we'll to welcome me, thou
sing you took such a curious way of :,
win ing it. Hush, not word, or yo,
ana send me off again, and l really
'yins not equal 10 laughing any more. A
III ne we'll that ends we'll, and if you
'erse, satisfied by this time that am no
ana lunatic, we'll see if we can't spen,
Nnen very merry Christmas tOUether'