Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1907-09-05

clearly printed ana easy OF reproduc~
tion. The pictured face startled me.
"Gueat Scottw lcried. sis Shenstoae
'brsther of yours? I should think you
had sat for this yourself"
mi. Shenstoueii lis distantly related to
he replied. 1--WE have a common
ancestor"
>@But is this good of Shenstoneg" I de
manded, tapping the photograph. II
never saw him"
~''You mightsask Mr.. Miles," said he.
I summoned Miles and showed the
picture.
"sFinem he exclaimed. Couldn't be
tbetter!!'
Ibid you ask Shenstone for this?"
ssaid Ito Sidney. He nodded.
"Ever meet him before?" Sidney
SHOOK his head.
"was he surprised at the sight of
.youY"
"He certainly was and amused too.
The resemblance is so close as to be
really ridiculous, considering the diff
ference In eour circumstances"
I.paid: Sidney the additional: SIS, and
though Il subsequently learned that
he himself had posed for the picture
IN never regretted the bargain.
.Aboutttwo months later a somewhat
mysterious stranger called upon me
to inquire for Sidney Colbert's .ad-
Edress. 'Suspecting this man to be "a
! collector, i declined to give the de-
|ssired information. On the following
day a lawyer from the Wall street
district came with the same request.
He assured me that he was acting in
my friends interest. I todd him that
| Sidney WAS just recovering from an
|. Illness and was in miserable clrcum-
tstances and that I would make 1t
| warm for ;any one who annoyed him.
FThen I.gave the address
| I was mot altogether easy in my
however, and consequently 1
at Sidney's lodgings n even
Ling in the Eatter part Of that week. He
Twas not AT home, and nobody had
seen him for two days Much dis
turbed, Il went to see Miss Dean in
i lkO SLuuW pulll1uS, WLC1C :SA0 0WOAS
In girl bachelor fashion
Miss Dean was quaking with nerv-
BUSINESS, though she tried tosconceal it.
I was sure that she had been pacing
the floor, which was Uttered with all
the evening newspapers She began
by telling me that she did not know
where. Sidney was, but when'I smiled
upon her sadly she abandoned that de-
ception and admitted that she did
know, but was apledged not to tell.
~He has been so illr7 she cried
clinching her hands distraetedly. Gle
ought to be in the country, where he
could be quiet and have pure air to
brearhe..'
els he in any sort Of trouhle?" ]
asked, and she said no, except that he
was very weak from Illness and
needed rest.
"1s he lat work.
Eyes"
ey and can go out of town." said \.
"Twenty dollars a week." she re.
.sponded with whitening scorn.
That was all i. learned about Sidney
Dut Miss Dean consented to speak more
freely of herself. I thought it my duty
to inquire, because for all I knew she
might be penniless. 1t appeared, how
ever, that she was a fairly good man
lager, and, though the allowance upon
which she lived was barely sufficient
for her support, she had never gone in
debt. Indeed she had for a time pre-
served some small savings, but these
she had spent for Sidney during his
illness. Sidney did not know this, OF
course. 1t would never occur to him
that little expenses for a sick man's
delicate provender could have any con
siderable total.
1 saw Sylvia quite frequently after
that, but did not see Sidney nor could
I get track of him, though I made v
rious endearors. A hint from Sylvia
gave me the impression that the mystic
r1ous work in which Sidney was en-
gagged might not be viewed with ap-
prevail by a stern moralist, and this led
me to believe that he was employed by
SuCuSLOuE. IL WIS pOooAOAC, AOWCfC1
that he might be serving Shenstone's
enemies. Could it be possible that his
resemblance to the Spectator was be-
ing Used in some wild scheme of per-
sonation? Sidney would never consent
to such dishonesty, but in the hands of
the shrewd and reckless men who were
fighting Shenstone's pool my friend
would be a mere child. 1t would be no
trouble at all for them to make Sidney
believe that black was white.
Sylvia was as careless as most wom-
en- are Of the ethics Of business. Her
sole anxiety in this matter was for Sid
ney's health. 1 made out that she had
either very meager reports of him or
none at all.
81 should not be surprised any day
to hear that he was dead" said she to
me, with black f%oreboding written on
her face.
1 think it was not t%wenty-four hours
afterward that I was going through the
regular daily report from n of the
city news bureaus and came upon this