Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-02-09


 O Hates' voice, and hs sprang sorwsrd with his hands outstretched entreat. lngly. But Larry did not heed him.
 "The moment I set eyes on this man I recognized him. It's not fair to you or to him that you should not know him for what he is. Let me introduce an old friend, Walter Creighton; he was a student at Dublin when I was there, a poor boy with nobody to help him: but I remember him as one of the best fellows in the world"
 For Gods sake-no!" pleaded Bates. He was deeply moved and turned his face away from us.
 "But, like me-" Larry went on. -he mixed in politics. One night in . rf0 at Dublin a constable was killed. No one knew who waB guilty, but youngster was suspected,-the son of one of the richest and best-known men in Ireland, who happened to get mixed in the row. To draw attention erom the boy, Creighton let suspicion attach to his own name, and, to help Ee boys case further, ran away. I had not heard from or of him until the night I came here and found him the defender of this house. By God: {: that was no servants trick.-it was the act of royal gentleman"
 They clasped hands. and with a new light in his face. with . new man. .ner, as though he resumed. as a famil- jar garment, an old disused person. ality, Bates stood transfgured in the twilight a mSn and gentleman. I think we were all drawn to him; I know that a sob clutched my throat and tears filled my eyes as I grasped his hand.
 But what .n the devil d.d you do 1t for?" blurted my grandfather, excited ly twiriins his glasses.
 Bates q still call him Bates.-he in sists on it) laughed. For the first time he thrust his hands Into his pockets and stood at his ease. one of us.
 Larry. you may remember that showed fondness for the stage in our university days. When got to Amer ica had little money and found it necessary to find employment without delay. I saw Mir. Glenarm's advertise ment for a valet. Just as . lark I an- swered it to see what an American gentleman seeking a valet looked like I fell in love with Mir. Glenarm at sight"
 And with you," declared my grandfather. q never believed your story at aI,-you were too perfect in Che part"
 Well. I didn't greatly mind the valet business: 1t helped to hide my identity: and I did like the humor and shims of MT. Glenarm. The house Keeping. after VIC came out here. wasn't so pleasant"-he looked al his hands ruefully-"but this joke of NIT. Glenarm's making a will and then go- ins to Egypt to see what would hap pen.-that was too good to miss. And when the heir arrived found new op- portunities of practising amateur the stricals: and Pickering's efforts to en- list me in his scheme for finding the money and making me rich gave me still greater opportunities. There were times when I vas strongly tempt d to burt the whole thing: I got tired of being suspected. and of play ing ghost In the wall: and if Mir. Glen arm hadn't got here just as he did I should have stopped the fight and pro- claimed the truth I hope. said. turning to me.--you have 10 hard feelings. sir And he threw into the sir just a touch of irony that made us all roar
 I'm certainly glad I'm not dead.- declared my gra1dfather. staring at Bates. Life is more fun than I ever thought possible Bless my so1l,- he said. If it isn't shane that Bates can never cook another omeIette for mel
 We sen. Bates back with my grand ~sAsr from the boat-house. and Stod-