Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-12-15
JUGGER'S DOU BILE 4 By TOM P. NOR G AN

A s FICTION contains so many ex- "A amples of duplicate personages, or doubles" as they are commonly called, our old friend Jugger, was right in the fashion when he discovered that there existed another man as near like himself as one warty toad is like an- other
 He discovered about the same time that his double was an enterprising fellow, a genius in his way. His first intimation of the existence of this du- plicate came during journey that he was making to a part of the state somewhat removed from his home. He noticed that the gentleman who sat opposite to him in the cars had for sometime been regarding him with in- terest. He thought little of it till the stranger, catching Jugger's eye, ad- ] dressed him with:
 Glad to see you. When did you get out?"
 Out of what?" questioned Jugger. s
 The insane asylum, of course" an- swered the other, in loud whisper. Tell me all about it. Twill make at least column and half for the Daily Hewgag!"
 "I don't know what"
 Why, just tell me about your kill ing your wife and children; know all about the burning of the house and the chasing of the neighbors with an ax. Tell"
 The stranger suddenly ceased, fright ened by Jugger's look of wrath. He edged out of his seat and took to the smoking car, muttering something about, its coming onto him again"
 He mistook me for some one who resembles me-" Jugger told himself. But, confound it, I don't look like a lunatic."
 The next time he struck the trail of his double was very soon after he left the cars. He was proceeding leisurely up the street when an irate citizen rushed out of store and fell upon our friend and smote him hip and thigh.
 "Oh, I've been laying for you, darn you!" the thumper cried, as he beat Jugger full sore. "A man can't call me jackleg and shyster behind my back and not suffer for iti'' %
 Jugger protested that he had not called the other anything behind his back or anywhere else, but in vain He did not succeed in getting away till the thumper considered the jacklegical in suit avenged. Jugger drew out his notebook and as he limped away, put down a long black mark against his unknown double.
 Before he reached the hotel he was arrested upon charge of swindling that stood against his double and was only released when he exhibited the strongest symptoms of having a fit. His double. the real swindler, never had fits. He had just finished putting another long black mark in his note. zbook, when a young lady fell upon his, neck, hugging him rapturously. she'd ding great hot tears inside of his col lar, and declaring in calliope tones that Adu tldL llE suicide. She had kissed him 14 con- secutive times before Jugger succeeded in convincing her that he was not the man who had committed suicide. Then on the credit side of his notebook. he put 14 kisses on account of his double.
 On the way to the hotel. he was pre- sented with a tailor's bill. Seaned iby an irate cEizen who swore that h.s daughter had been insulted by our friend, caught by the collector of road taxes, who vowed he had been dodged as long as he was going 10 be. and fol- lowed by half-starved dog that evil dently recognized him as his master.
 Arriving at the hotel. Jugger met a warm, if not cordial. reception.
 You need not take the trouble 10 register" said the clerk. You cannot