The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-11-24

thinking so, many Facts pointing TO II,
facts which I will not explain now.
Indeed, the. case much resembled that
of Charlie Ross, which occurred a good
Enanyyears later. But my mother did
not agree with this explanation, tho
she would have been glad to have had
her hearts questioning set at rest, ii
possible, even in this way. Far bet
ter to be dead, she thought, than in
the hands OF wicked men!
when she was about to die she
called me to her bed and asked me if
brother. understood then for the
first time her lifelong sorrow. Take
two weeks Of every year In May. the
month of his loss to me, and seek for
him. You will then have fifty weeks
left for yourself she. said; will you
promise Tho I felt the, futility OF
| such a search, tho felt that in her
healthy lifetime she would never have
exacted it, I could not refuse such a
request at such a time. I promised.
Then she took ring from her finger
and gave 1t to me, in trust, for him
should 1 ever. find him. I found the
words engraved inside the ring, and I
always carried it with me when went
on my search.
AS you may suppose, did not ex-
perience any hope myself that should
find my brother, even if he were living.
The probability Of his having a diff
ferent name amounted to "a certainty,
considered; and then, too, he,- doubt
less, would be ignorant of his parent
age, and might bear very little resemb-
lance to the family from which he
lit was almost impossible to tell us
| apart. No one could do so but my
mother.
you will see, Constance, why hes
ftated to take you into my confidence.
You would have considered it foolish
for me to leave my business each year
! and go seeking about the country for
a brother who it was believed had died
lin his infancy. i could not bear to
mention 1t even to you, tho / felt that
must not break my solemn promise
to the dead. For four years I could
learn nothing about the matter; the
fifth fancied that had found a trace
| but, if SO, Constance, my brother was
not q good man; for it was among
desperate men that he was classed-
men who had violated the law many
times. The next year I saw de-
scription Of this man in newspaper
He went usually by the name of Ash.
| ley, it was stated, and he had a wife
la beautiful, green-haired woman; her
name was .Lenora. + learned what
1 could about them, and decided that al
| last was on the track of my long.
lost twin brother. Last May I was
much excited. could scarcely wait
for the time to come. I meant fully
4 to find my brother, give him my
Imother's ring and message, and ap.
peal to him in the name Of her love
and our relationship to become diff
ferent man. You opposed my going
Iyou recollect. but perseyered, for
/ reasoned that very soon the ques
would be ended.
! AS walked down the street a lady
came out Of the Essex house an6
spoke to me as IL she knew me. In 9
moment / became convinced that she
was Lenora, from the strange color OF
her hair, and that she mistook me fol
i my brother. I could not talk with hel
there, and asked her If could not
speak with her in some place that she
would name. was going on the trair
that morning, I tolds her. She asked
me which way, and Ireplied to Port
Hand. She said she could see me or
1.-The train, then. It has occurred to me
/ to-day that she must have mistaken
me turnout the interview for her hus-