The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1903-02-05

Election of the voice, inciining his head
toward Dickerson.
Dickerson glared at him for short
space of time, but finally found his
voice.
II expected to see Mr.. Townsend
here" he explained in a faint voice.
Townsend" queried the other, with
half-Puzzled expression of counte-
nance. "Townsend?"
Yes, Townsend" insisted Mr.. P
Chauncey Dickerson. Surely this is
No. $50 West Eighty-seventh street, is
it not?"
The other mans face lighted up and
he broke into a roar of laughter. II
was some time before he spoke.
'You-yOu are No. IS, sir" he re-
turned, addressing Dickerson. DECKER
son glanced at the assembled guests.
NO. Bat the table, sir?" he in
CURED, with hesitation.
MOI" replied the man, you're No,
13-the thirteenth man who has mis-
taken this for Townsend's house since
Townsend moved up here. Is it Il. b
Townsend that you're looking for?"
Chauncey gasped and nodded.
'Eight-siXty-nin is his number, my
dear sir He lives just five doors away"
Dear me-" exclaimed p. Chauncey
in much confusion, these brOwnstone
houses look all alike to me. l beg your
pardon, sir. | do indeed. l don't know
what to say"
Don't say it at ALL" returned the
other man, kindly. won't you stay
and dine with us? 1t would be a good
joke on r. b. Townsend, after all
But Chauncey didn't. A few mo-
ments later he was seated at the Town
send board-not bored, but quite the
opposite-and he related his little ex-
perience with such gusto and humor
that the little girl next to him-the girl
in pink-fell head over heels in love
with him at first sight.
Later in the drawing room p.
Chauncey Dickerson once more related
the incident to some of those who had
failed to hear it down below.
And that" exclaimed z. Chauncey
Dickerson to his hearers, SIS the most
ridiculous experience l ever had"
At that instant the butler touched
him on the elbow.
"Gentleman to see you outside, SIR
he remarked.
Toto see me?" inquired p Chaun-
cey. The butler nodded. Dickerson
followed him into the hall. There
stood man in evening dress who
nodded as he approached.
Mr.. p. Chauncey Dickerson? ?" he in
quired. Dickerson nodded, but in a
surprised sort of way. He had never
seen the man before. He was sure Of
that, and he looked him over we'll
How the dickens, he thought to him.
self, did anybody know that he was
dining out at Townsend's anyway?
Why should anybody seek him there?
The man stepped forward and adj
dressed him.
Mr.. Dickerson," he began. DECKER.
son again nodded. q am Mr.. DECKER.
son." he responded, briefly. what can
l do for you?"
The other man laughed. 81 have
been dining" he continued "at Mr.
Stephen Harriman's, and l found
that"
Mr.. Stephen Harriman's," re.
marked Dickerson, never heard the
name"
Il beg your pardon" interposed the
other. Il was about to say that Mr.
Hartman livaJ q fo,,- l,,e.-. --
No. $50. YOu-you were there to.
night" he added, with twinkle in
his eye.
Dickerson redeemed. $3.50 Twas"
he stammered.
And" resumed the man, upon nv
departure l found that accidentalIy
you had made away with my overcoat
and left yours in its place. | found
your card in the pocket, and following
you here asked for you by name. If
you will kindly return me nv over.
coat l shall gladly return you yours"
The exchange was soon made. with
apologies on both sides. Mr.. P. Chaun.
cey Dickerson finally recovered from
his confusion.
There exists resemblance in othe1
things than brownstone houses" he
remarked. The other man nodded in
assent and placed his hand upon the
doorknob.
These Observation-Disclosures
overcoats," he returned, looking hard
at Mr. Dickerson, Il find look very
much alike"
lie handed Mr.. Dickerson cigar.
They do said Mr.. Chauncey Dick
ersCn.-N. Y. Times.
Society in Manila.
Manila is a big army post socially