The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1896-07-16

EMO jackson was living III a certain
town in Pennsylvania He was
single man and a D0Okbinder by trade
He opened a bindery on a small scale
but found little or no custom. II,
acted as sewing machine agent fo
some time, and also bought butter anC
eggs and shipped them away II,
had been resident Of the town fol
/ upward OF three years when he 90
into trouble with a man and shot anC
/ wounded him. 1t was a case Of sci
defense but fearful of consequences
Jackson skipped out He had beer
! gone thirteen months and no one had
! heard word from him when | got of
train at that station one afternoon
about three o'clock, [ had never been
there before and didn't know soul
in the place. | boarded a street cal
10 go up town. but was hardly on the
platform before the conductor extend
ed his HAND and said:
Hello JacksOn-hack again Glad
To see You"
Sometimes when a man IS mistaken
in you il is better to let it 30 than to
explain matters | shook hands with
him and sat doWnin the car, but hard
ly had | done So before the man on
my left half turned, extended his hand
and exclaimed:
well by George, but this is some
thing Of a surprise. Where on earth
did you drop from"
Il came here from Pittsburg," | re
piled
Been there all the time since you
left here, Ell? Well, you needn't have
made a skin. as no one blamed you,
and nothing was ever done about the
shooting"
A crowded street car is no place for
explanations, but had | sought to
make one it would have been useless.
At least five men nodded to me as we
rode along, and when | got off at the
hotel | had to shake hands with three
or four others. When ] came to reg
lister | put down my own name of
course
Had it changed since you went
away" queried the landlord with a
laugh.
Il never had any other. 1t seems
that | resemble a man named Jackson
who used to live here?"
Resemble. Well, IA man ought to
resemble himself, | take it."
But | am not Jackson" | protest
ed.
See here, old man." retorted the
landlord as he patted me on the back
don't be foolish. | don't care what
name you register under, but don't
yOu imagine that you can fool any
body If you are not Lorenzo Jack
son, then I'm not Sile Davis
| went up to my room to wash mp,
bnt had not leen there ten minutes
when had a visitor. As opened the
door for him his face wore smile and
he held out his hand and said:
We'll. old boy, I'm mighty glad tc
see you back. Why on earth didn't
you write to a feller? thought you'd
be anxious about that deal and wanl
the money"
See here" | replied as | sat down
beside him. you and several others
have mad0 a curious mistake. To be
gin with my name is not Jackson |
was never in this town before | don't
know anything about any shooting
| don't know a soul in the town"
Well by thunderw bluntly eX
claimed the man when | finished.
Look here, Jackson, what sort of a
game is this YOU are playing Are
yon ass enough 10 think a year has
know you2 There's no occasion for any
skulking; jim never made a complaint
on the shooting"
And who is Jim 2"
See here" he whispered after a
long stare at me, did you get into
any scrape in Pittsburg2"
No"
And the officers are not following
you2"
"No."
Then what in the old Harry is the
matter with you? What's the sense
of all this mystery ?"
My dear man, nothing is the mat
ter with me My name is -; my
home Is in Pittsburg; you are mis-
taken i'll me
Are You sane enough to sign your
name to receipt?" he asked after a
painful pause
Il hope So
Then sign this one | sold the
horse for $50, and was to keep TWEEN
ty five of it as commission"
lie opened wallet and counted
down Sl25 and handed ont a receipt
for me to sign.
That money belongs to Mr. Jack
son. and of course [ can't take it," |
said
The man turned pale as he picked
MP the notes and walked out of the
room. He had made the discovery
that | was insane, and he probably
feared j would become violent before
he could make his escape. He went
down stairs and reported his discov
cry. and half an hour later when | de
scended to the office, found myself
an object of curiosity. While there
was humorous side to the case. it
vas aS Il " uolt vel y dlliiCN iLS diiti tII
bardsSing. When it was decided that
was harmless a dozen or more per
sons addressed me as Jackson. | select
ed four of the most intelligent, among
whom was a lawyer. added the land
lord and asked them to conference
in my room. When we had reached
there | said:
"Gentlemen there seems to be some
thing very queer about all this. You
are all agreed that my name is Jack
son. Here are a couple of letters TO
prove my identity. You can also OBJ
serve the initials on my valise and
clothing l may resemble a man
named Jackson, but it is only a re-
semblance"
Two of the party laughed outright,
while the others exchanged winks and
smiles. The letters had come to me