El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1901-03-07

into the room with u long drawn sigh.
and I lighted the lamp and took from
his wrist the billy which he had
bought in town with my money to use
as cracker" in case his sleeping
victim woke up before being plumber
ed. Then 1 forced brandy between his
| teeth, bathed his face with water, and
| in the course of a quarter of an hour
my midnight visitor had so far recov-
/ cred his senses that 1 ventured to re-
mark:
! well. Jones-Jones, why didn't you
tell me that you were coming, that L
might be on the lookout for yOu?"
Jones-Jones sat up. He didn't recog-
niZe me. He himself had different
look on his face. That dissipated but
yet crafty look had disappeared, and in
its place was wonderment if not hon
esty. 1t was my wicked man in the
flesh, but not in the spirit. He got off
the floor and felt of the bump on his
head and sat down on a chair, and it
was long five minutes before he said:
"Sir. my name is Brown-Brown, and
l don't exactly understand the situa-
ton. Am in your room. or are you
/ in mine?'
Il believe it's my room,' I replied.
but being as you arrived late and the
landlord is asleep you can stop until
morning."
every kind of you, sir-extremely
kind. AS to this bump on my head
Is it a bump or not? If it's a bump
how did receive it?''
You hit your head on the door In
the darkness, 1 believe
"Ah! Just SO. Very stupid of me,
frif ~
Ashmere, as to the business in hand.
If you think you can advance me $500,
1 am sure l can make go of it,
1t took me a little while to catch on.
but by and by 1 discovered that Jones'
Jones had been knocked out and
Brown-Brown had taken his place.
Jones-Jones was a crook who wanted
to reform; Brown-Brown was q poor
but honest man who wanted to go into
the making of shirts. He knew moth
ing whatever of Jones-Jones. He pick
ed up the conversation as If he had
been talking about the business when
the accident happened. He called me
by another name than my own. and
1t was plain to me that he was also
another man. 1 sounded him about
crime and state prison, but he solemnly
assured me that he had never been ar
rested. He was Brown-Brown as far
as his name went, but as for his past
history he was rather hazy on the sub
tect.
I had turned Jones-Jones, the crook,
back into Brown-Brown, the honest
man. by a knock on the head. 1t was
rapid transit reformation, and looked
upon the problem as solved. Having
been willing 10 assist crook, 1 could
not refuse an honest man. When my
week was up. we went back to town
together. and l gave Brown-BrowB |
money enough to set up in shirtmak- |
ing. He had on the clothes / had |
bought Jones-Jones. He had the hair.
the eyes, the mouth and the build OF
the crook. but there had been a change
of souls. AS far as the present went
he was bright and laxative, but when
asked Of the past he looked puzzled
and could not figure it out. The doc
tors agreed with me that it was the
whack on the head that had made ,
Brown Brown of JOnes-Jones and that
the police ought to ne given full power
to so around breaking water pitchers
over crooks craniums; but, alas that
was a twist of the business we hadn't
the foresight to discover and prepare
for.
My man proSpered wonderfully we'll.
People said he was a little eccentric.
but he was honest and a hard worker
In one year he had paid me back half
my money and built up a good busl-
ness. One day a detective entered the
store to make a purchase. He had
known JOnes-JOnes as crook. He
knew that JOnes-JOnes had q crooked
finger on his right hand and q mole
on his left cheek. When he discovered
that Brown-Brown had these same
marks, he began to look
at him more closely, and by and by
he made up his mind that the old
crook stood before him. He was so
sure OF 1t that he set out to make an
arrest BrownBrOwn was an honest
man. but in his surprise he started to
make bolt of it. AS he ran out of his
shop and down the street, pursued by
the detective, he encountered a police
man who tapped him on the head with
his club. Brown-Brown went down
like log and was carted off to the
station. l was present when his senses
and you can imag CINE my feel
pgs when he sat up and said:
We'll, you've got me at last, but 1
gave you n run for it. You fellers amt
half sharp
You are Jones-Jones, the crook"
said the sergeant.
''Of course l am, and the slickest
,rook in the country. Is it that bank
business you want me for this timeY
"Ir. Brown-Brown"- 1 began as 1
stepped forward. but the crook~stopped