The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1906-04-18

way, and yet It did not take him long
to make up his mind what to do. He
would have been glad to see Drayton
get a pardon, but If he had escaped he
must go back and serve the rest of his
time.
During the meal the eyes Of the two
men met dozen times. and Of the two
Drayton was the less confused. His
hair was yet short from the prison reg.
ulations, and he had on civilians dress
of good texture. His demeanor was
that of any traveller, careless and indif
ferent to a certain degree, and it was
certain that If addressed he would
promptly deny his identity and carry
the matter through with high hand.
This assembling and assurance on his
part were new phases Of his character,
and dinner had been finished half an
hour before the deputy approached him
and said:
II have a good memory for faces,
and l am sure have seen yours be-
FORE"
1T may be So" was the careless re.
ply. accompanied by smile.
Haven't I met you in the village of
Wadsworth?''' naming the place where
the X. state prison was situated.
II may have passed through the place
on a train, but l am sure never stop.
ped there. 1t is possible that we have
met before while travelling"
The voice. the movement of the
mouth while speaking, the look Of the
eyes, everything about the man was
perfectly familiar to the officer, but he
suddenly decided to adopt a new line
of policy for awhile. He would meet
finesse with finesse. The pair entered
into general conversation for two
hours. and then the deputy sent out a
telegram asking the warden of the
state prison if Drayton had been par
doned or had escaped. Two hours
later, as he was nearing the end of the
journey, he received an answer read
ing:
"Drayton is still with us and has just
been locked in his CELL"
Here was another puzzle, but it did
not take the astute official long to reach
conclusion. Drayton had claimed
that the felony had been committed by
some man resembling him. Here was
his prototype, his twin brother While
he looked more like respectable bust
ness man than a thief, the ex-deputy
determined not to let him go without a
rigid examination.
1t happened that the two got off at
the same city. and they had scarcely
descended from the train before the
stranger was given in charge by the
official and taken to a police station. 1t
was a high handed thing to do. and II
he was what he represented or seemed
to be he could make trouble for the
other.
He seemed stunned at first over his
arrest and then grew indignant and
threatening. He gave a certain name
and claimed a certain city as his resi-
dence. and for time the police were
inclined to apologize and let him 60. It
was only when the ex-deputy began to
question him about certain date, the
date Of the robbery. that he tripped in
his answers and aroused new suspicion.
Few men have done for another what
the deputy did for Drayton. He re-
NAMED with the stranger until he got
good grounds for his arrest on the old
charge. He brought the cashier and
others on at his own expense and got
the authorities to eXtradite the man
and the courts to put him on trial and
summon Drayton from state prison.
When the two men finally stood to-
gether there were wonder and amaze
ment in the court. Their own moth
ers could not have told them apart A
little detective work had unearthed a
bad record for the stranger, and. al
though he started out to make a great
legal fight, he ended by confessing that
he was the guilty party and that Dray-
ton had served two years for a crime
he had not committed. The latter was
pardoned and restored to citizenship
and responsibility, while the guilty
party was sent to occupy his place in
prison, and the judge who had read a
moral lesson from the bench had some
thing more to say. His conscience had
been troubling him for the way he
charged the jury against an innocent
man, and he sought to console it by ad-
hitting that somewhere in the world
every man may find his prototype. but
that the law could not take cognizance
Of the fact.
A F1attering Testimonial.
A very eminent London surgeon, one
Of the lights of the profession, one day