Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1893-02-09

That have positively said: "'Ts So"
When 1t proved otherwise?
Hamlet
Hume-Seal up your lips and give no word but
-mumI
This business asketh silent secresyI
king Henry vi
Immediately after dinner North re-
turned to his room with the intention
of writing to his New York colleagues,
notifying them of his arrival in Y,
and giving them the benefit of his opin-
ion as to the probability of his discover
ing Dennis ORcifly himself, to say moth
ing of his supposed clevs.
Seated at the writing table, deliberat-
ing gravely before commencing the let
ter, he drew his cigar case from his
spiration in a fragrant Havana, and
with it came the envelope that he had
received from Mrs. Maynard's hand
The sight of it struck isagreeably upon
him. By this time his better Judgment,
having secured n tardy hearing, was
severely condemning the reckless spirit
that had led him to call on Mrs. May
nard, and he had the good grace to be
heartily ashamed of himself for that
exploit. How he should make amends
for it was question difficult enough I'M
der any circumstances, but complicated
to the extreme of awl1wardness by his
possession of that letter-a letter which
Mrs. Maynard had evidently designed
for the perusal of a trusted and conf
Dental friend, not of total stranger.
With growing sense of his own en-
barrassing position, North laid the en-
velope as far as possible from him on the
desk; and, as he did so, his glance fell idly
upon one of the books that were ranged
beneath the pigeon holes. In his first
hurried examination of the room he had
glanced through several of the books
without finding anything that would
identify the owner; but he had over
looked this volume, which, as his eye
now rested upon it, seemed to wear q
strangely familiar look.
He drew it from its place and looked at
the title; it was copy of Don Quixote,
in the original. With growing excite
ment he turned to the fly leaf. There,
above date that carried him back in
memory several years to his college
days at Harvard, he saw written by his
own hand the words, collin, from
Allan" while underneath, in the dog.
gerel in which undergraduates delight,
wcre scrawlcd few stanzas, the
authorship of which 4 remOrseless mem
DRY Immediately fastened upon him.
Tho book dropped from his hands in
h. agitation at this discovery. In tones
of incredulous amazement he exclaimed:
SAT last the mystery is solved! BY
JoveI So my first suspicion was cor
rect, after all, Ollin, not Allan; the
similarity In sound deceived me; 1t was
Ollin North that he said''-his thoughts
suddenly rcvcrting to the gentleman
with the eyeglasses. Actually Noll
my own twin-brother! No wonder they
can't tell us apart! Well, 1 am aston
ished! I should Us soon have expected
to run against the man In the moon, OF
any other person of doubtful existence
Ias to find Noll here. Why didn't he LEI
me know where he was? l hope ht
doesn't lay any Of Uncle Dicks sins a
my door! What if the old gentleman
was always holding mo up as a mode
for Noll to initiate, ever since we were
| in knicllerbOcllers, and calling me his
| favorite nephew and all that rubbish
why, bless his heart, Noll knew wei
enough how l felt toward him, and
don't believe there was ever the faintes
| shade of jealousy or even SO much Us {
| passing cloud between us up to the yer!
day we parted SO suddenly! Let me see
ruIv, how long ago was that? We wer