Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1896-02-13
Eskell abou. mine myself last wsdnss-

to Eskell abou. mine m5self last wsdnss-
day"
The elder man seated himself and leaned
back in his chair, with his violin in his lap;
then he surveyed his friend long and curl
ously.
II; must be awfully odd. Guy he said
at last, AFTER . good hard stare, ITO lead
such a queer sort Of duplicate l,ie rs Cyril
and you do! just fancy being the counter
foil to some other nan check. Just fancy
being bound to do. and think. and speak,
and wish as he does! Just fancy having to
get q ;oothache in the very same tooth,
and on the very same day! Just fancy hav-
ing 10 consult the identical dentist that he
mad. Why. it's clean rideeklons'"
Guy Waring looked up hastily ron the
telegraph .orln he was already filling in,
an! answered with some warmth:
No, no: not quite so 1t isn't like that.
You mistake the situation. We're both
checks equally. and neither is q counter
, ,srs. ~ Syr ay snd ae pen d los our nn cnaf n,-
father and mother and our rem0ter pro-
g~enitors. Only being twins, and twins
cast in very much the same sort Of mold,
we're naturally the product Of the same
two parents, at the same precise point in
their joint lie history; and, therefore,
w XC pI0CtANAAky 6kl Out luGIIJICHt. r. r.
As he rose from his desk, with the tsle.
gram in his hand, the porter appeared It
the door with letters. Guy sliced them at
once, with some little impatience. The
nst was from Cyril. He tore it open In
haste, and skinned through it rapidly.
Montague hewitt mean while sat languid in
his chair, striking a pensive note now and
again On his violin, with his eyes half
closed and his lips parted; Guy drew q
SIGH of relief az he skinned his note.
Jus what expected" he said, slowly.
cyril couldn't have been there. He writes
last nighttime letters marked Delayed in
Transmission no doubt by the accident
i shall come up to town on Friday or Sat-
urday morning to see the dentist. One of
my teeth is troublesome; l suppose You
have had the same; the second on the left
night. l want it stopped. But tomorrow
really can't leave work. I've got we'll in
to the swing ofsuch a lovely bit OF fern, with
s~ardanapalus just cleaning like gold in the
foreground So that settles matters some
what. He can't have been there. Though,
l think, ever SO. III just telegraph for
hewitt struck a cord twice with q sweep
ofhis hand. listened to it dreamily for q
minute with far-away eyes,, and then re-
marked once more, without even looking
up. .The same tooth lost. he says! You
both had 1t drawn! And now another one
aches in 10Th of you alike! How very re-
markable! How very. very c%urious!"
"Well, that was queer" Guy replied, re-
taxing into q smile. ''queer even for us; !
won't deny It; for it happened this way. /
was over in Brussels at the time, as CORES
pendent for the Sphere at the Information
al Worknlen's Congress, and Cyril was
away by himself Just then on his holiday
the self;sam1 tooth on the self.same night;
and we both lay awake for hours in misery.
Early in the morning we each OF us
got up-five hundred miles away
nom one another, remcmber-and as soon
as we were dressed. | went into q dentists
IN the Montague de la Cour, and Cyril to a
local doctors at Larwick; and We each Of
declared de- dau tiey; c r,uian sare theme hne i ifme wished RetG
but We each preferred the loss of a tooth to
another such night of abject misery"
hewitt stroked his nlnstache with a
reflective air. This was almost miraculous.
well, | should think" he said at last.
after close reflection, where such sympa-
thy as that exists between two brothers, if
Cyril had really been hurt in this accident,
You must surely in some way have been
dimly conscious of it,"
Guy Waring. standing there, telegram in
hand, looked down at his companion with
somewhat contemptuous smile.
"Oh, dear. no." he answ cred. with COM
nonsense confidence; for he loved not
mysteries. iou don't believe any nonsense
OF that sort, do you? There's nothing in
the least mystical in the kind of sympathy
that exists between Cyril and myself. tie
all purely physical. We're very like ons
another; but that's all. There's none OF
the Corsican Brothers sort Of hocus-pocus
about us in any way. The whole thing is
q simple case of natural causation."
Then you don't believe in brain wavesr"
hewitt suggested, with q gracefully appro-
plate undulation of his small, white hand.
Guy laughed incrednlously.
A rubbish, my dear fellow" he an
swered; ''all utter rubbish. If any man
knows, it's myself and Cyril. We're as near
one another as any two men on earth could
possibly be; but when We want to commu-
nicate our ideas, each to each, we have to
speak or write, like the rest of you. Every
man is like q clock wound up to strike GER
tain hours. Accidents may happen, events
ma Intervene, the clock may get smashed,
and all may be prevented. But, bar acct
dents. it'll strike all right, under ordinary
It Well. Cyril and l, as ! always say, are
like two clocks wound up at the same time
to strike together, and we strike with very
unusual regularity. But that's the whole
mystery. 1t l get smashed by accident
there's no reason on earth why Cyril
shouldn't run on for years yet as usual; and
If Cyril got smashed. there's no reason on
earth why l should ever know anything
about 1t except rom the newspapers"
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