New Ulm review., 1910-07-20

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II All FROM HERE AND ELSEWHERE.''
"Well, Mr.. GEaighead," said stIae tai
nne in accents distinctly British, -.I'n
motend sorry; to find you oa2t sofi boAnds
again, ssir!"
Enstanttg wide awake, CEa8gheai as
! samed an attitude Of joealar sfanil
fanity.
Ntt agQnjzes me rGo have given you a
moments pain, tDennis," said tle, t.'leus
believe me i should shave been iowlins
like ia ibanshee had Il stayed longer lin
the satarm. center Of MFR. Waddy.s ,pneu.
naatic sslumbering.''
From his seyident ikeritation ct the
mention OF Ibis '.pnellnatic sluaaber.
ing" Casson Guessed tisat the shorter
of Dennis ,comnaniops :was Mr.. Wad-
dy. He was biocky sand strong .ip
build and lheardad with gray exeae-
scenses that grew forward and np-
sVard from sal poinSs, as If eyebrows,
:Nhiskers and mustacAe had ioeen train
I'D through a hpothote for "a dong time
and then ssddsRly ,crqpped OF and left
standing.
He was putting ;audHly. This la
hored breathing coupled with lhis ap-
pearanee Of having dressed .hursiedly
gave ,hin2 the general effect OF one who
has leaped suddenly from bed end
chased something at high speed. He
had On a t0pcoat over shirt aad treE~
sers. On one foot was an arctic over
shoe, on the other Wellington boot.
''Mr. Craigkead," said he. as il care
fully choosing terms Of scathing re-
buke, "I've seen aIl kinds, and you do
beat-the-Dutch!''
sThank you," said Mr. Craighead,
bowling. Pardon me, Dennis, have
you not met my friend, Mr. Carson,
from Alabama? A new arrival A Pc
riodicai, believe. Mr.. Carson, Mr..
Dennis O'Grady. Mr.. O'Grady is the
official dispenser Of dope
Tonic, Mr.. Craighead, if may cor
rect you, sir!" said Mr.. O'Grady.
"Of course, Dennis" protested Craig
head, ~ meant tonic! And is this Mr..
Carson's jag boss? ! hope his slum-
bers are less sonorous than Mr.. Wad-
dy's, Mr.. Carson. r.
Attendant" suggested Mr.. O'Grady
softly. "Mr. Evans is the attendant of
Mr.. Wylie. No doubt an error on Mr..
Craighead's part, Mr.. Wylie, but we
understand perfectly that you are the
Mr.. Wylie who arrived very i'll last
night, sir, and who departed before
we could give him the examination
and the formal admission. Mr.. Evans
will attend upon you, Mr.. Wylie, and
we hope, sir, to have you feeling much
better in few days, STRIP
s You are greatly mistaken!' exclaim-
ed Theodore. 81 don't belong here at
alp
"Quite right, STRIP responded Mr..
O'Grady heartily. "Quite right! am
glad that you are already able to see,
sir, that you belong with Mr.. Evans
in room "a. sir.''
"But am not Mr.. Wylie," inter
posed Carson.
Pardon me,' softly suggested Mr..
O'Grady, ''but find you here, Mr.
Wylie, where none but inmates can
come"
Il dropped into this garden from an
aeronat,'' reiterated Theodore.
And swallowed your parachute Z"
interpolated O'Grady.
"Nop cried Carson, producing It
from under the bench. "Here it is"
II have no knowledge Of machinery
said O'Grady. But the existence
here Of so common contrivance does
not at all prove the absence Of Mr..
Wylie, and Mr.. Wylie is accounted for
by no personality except your own,
sir. The Slattery institute loses no
patients. You are Mr.. Wylie or Mr..
Wylie is lost; hence. sir, you are Mr..
Wylie.''
Mr.. Evans ushered young Mr.. Car
son into room "a as if comforting
great favor in thus naming him WyIie
and arresting him instanter under the
new cognomen.
Il am not Mr.. Wylie," reiterated
Carson. II am Theodore Carson, as /
said, and p
This matter of names is SO compli-
Gated" quavered Mr.. Evans, pushing
up his cuffs as If about to attempt
some feat of physical proWess. No
maj man DRAWN my pay en- be expected
to work it out. git awful small
wages, Mr.. Wylie. Ny duties is sim
pie. You git your tonic an treat
ments reglar an keep hours A whole
lot Of gentlemen comes hero under ispe-