Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1900-06-21
THURMONT Frederick County, Maryland Thursday June H. 1900.


ceeded to the same hostelry. Agar
coincidence followed them. Mr.. Mar
rowbone was consigned to room No.
on the right corridor, Miss Mutton tt
room No. 5 on the left.
Both slumbered peacefully. Boil
were aroused by fearful noise-shouts
cries, shrieks Of murder, yells of fire.
Bewildered and terrified, Miss Nut
ton, in white robe de ma1it and one of the
last remaining night caps in the world
rushed out into the hall and found her
self in utter darkness amidst a crowd o.
ladies as much alarmed as herself; and
in the right corridor Mr.. Marrowbone
appeared, or would have appeared had
there been any light to see him by, in
a night robe, with peaked cap, with a
tassel on its top, upon his head.
WHAT Where? How" howled the
guests as they clustered together.
Suddenly a glare of light flashed upon
the scene. The forces of the hotel ap-
peared with lamps of all sorts. A voice
was heard to explain that it was only
something the matter with the electric
lights. Wire disconnected; young man
knocked down; coming to, all right,
The harder spirits remained 70 get the
news regardless Of costume; less exper-
fenced travellers retired to their rooms,
Miss Mutton, who had never slum-
bered in a hotel before, fled before the
approach of the lights and found shelter
under a stairway. Mr.. Marrowbone,
who felt that night robe and cap did
not compose dignitied costume, turned
suddenly into little cross hall near
which he had been standing, and there
awaited the retirement Of the other
guests to their rooms. Afterward he
knew that when he emerged from his
retreat he must have turned to the left
instead of the right. However, after
much winding about. and as much chill.
illness Of body as heat Of temper, he
came upon the magic number IS shin
Ing upon silver plate upon his door,
entered and closed it with bang.
All right he said, as he strnck a
match. There is my trunk; there is
not another like it in the city. And
there is M. NJ on the side Then he
blew out the match and popped into
bed.
Almost at the same moment, Maria
Mutton, with palpitating heart
caught sight of the magic number o.,
opened her door, saw her peculiar trunk
noted the initials of her name upon il
by the light of the lamp opposite hel
door, said >Thauk IIeavenv burst into
tears and drew the drapery of hel
couch about her.
What fearful adventurev was hel
last thought before she sank INTO the
arms of slumber. All, had she but
known it, fearful adventures were only
just begun for her.
Mr.. Marrowbone awakened early. lie
had business which demanded prompt
attention. He sat up in bed, took of
his nightcap and looked about him-ht
looked in vain. Those garments which
lie desired to assume.were not visible
In their place hung, over cAair-bAck
woman's Dress on the bureau. where
he had surely left his hat, lay bonnet
and gloves; In place of his manly boots
there stood at the foot of the bed pail
of button CATERS, number three and &
half at the utmost.
Have | gone out of my senses! cried
Mr.. Marrowbone.
How did these garments come to bt
in his room? Where were his own? HI
gazed about him and flew to his trunk
IT'S mine certainly he said. Here
are my initials, but | never tied bi
of blue ribbon to the handle
He dashed back the lid. Within ht
beheld silk, lace, linen articles, con-
trived for ladies' wear-nothing tha
had ever belonged to any masculine be
ing. A horrible thought, engcndered
by certain works of fiction that he hac
recently perused, rushed into his mind
Was it case Of transfer nation
double identity-whatever it was
called? he asked himself.
He rushed to the mirror expecting
to sec female face there, but his OWL
horid countenance, garnished with re(
side whiskers and crowned by a bale
forehead, welcomed him. He breathet
a great sigh of relief and sat down tt
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