The weekly Iberian. (New Iberia, La.) 1894-1946, 1921-02-12

"tais L SiVuiNi say StS SNui pNNa
left eyebrow'-it's there, all right !;
cast in right eye'-perfect! Absolutely
perfect in every particular
1.-THE old man will be crazy. He's
had that estate on his hands for the
past ten years. Why, that advertise
ment has appeared in the papers every
day for the past ten years. Do you
wonder l didn't realize what you
meant?"
"Ob. It's all right" said the "heir."
grandly. dlsmissing the clerk with a
gracious wave Of his hand as he seated
himself on the edge Of chair to
await the coming of Fenwick Brown.
To himself he muttered bitterly ::
"Ten years Gawd. l might "a 'ad 1t
ten years agol Thatll teach me les
son. 'Ereafter l reads me Personal
column religious"
In the meantime. highly excited
clerk had burst into the private Office
of Fenwick Brown, attorney at law.
while that gentleman was deeply en-
crossed in some intricate case. He
looked up, slightly troubled at the in
trusion, and wholly mystified at his
subordinate's unwonted agitation.
whats the matter. Geary?" he
said. whats wrong?"
You'd never guess" began the
clerk, wildly anxious to spring his
news. You'd never guess ip mil
lion years, so I'm going to tell you"
Dear me, do, by all means" said
Mr. Brown, laying aside his glasses and
leaning back in his chair. resigned to
the interruption.
"Who do you suppose Is outsider"
You said I'd never guess. so you'd
better tell me-"
"Who've we been advertising for
for-ten years-eh?"
Great Scott-not-"
"Yes, Stree, as sure as you live"
mot Alexander Potts?"
"As sure as you live, Mr.. Brown,
that's who it Is"
Are you sure, Geary, you've made
no mistake? This Is serious matter,
you know. Big estate. Does the de-
scription fit?" ...
Like glovel" said the clerk SOL
EMMY, using unconsciously the heirs"
own words.
Fenwick Brown rose ponderously
from his chair and started for the
outer Office.
IT must greet my client and congrat-
ulate-"
He got no further, for as he pushed
through the swinging door to meet the
heir to the Potts estate he gave n
startled exclamation that was almost
a gasp of dismay. E&
"Why, why" he said weakly. II
where Is this Alexander PottsT
at Is" said the clerk solemnly. II
see, Mr.. Brown, the remarkable resem-
blance startles you, as 1t did me. 1t Is
remarkable, isn't it?"
Under the circumstances, l should
say 1t was" said Fenwick Brown when
he had sufficiently recovered his breath
to answer. well, sir, suppose you
are prepared to give us satisfactory
evidence of your relationship to the
old gentleman, eh?"
YES, sir, / think l can satisfy you
orI right bout uncle" said the heir"
modestly. "Wot'll you be askin' met"
"H'm!" said Fenwick Brown. frown-
ing Importantly. "As matter of fact.
we really know very little about the
old gentleman. We depended entirely
upon the description to identify the
heir--which you must admit Is almost
sufficient in itself"
The heir" nodded wisely.
Mr.. Brown said:
"You fit the description In the paper,
as my clerk said. like a glove" ! have
never in all my life seen anything more
remarkable.
"And your name Isl" said the law
yer blandly.
"w'y, sir, the pyper! Surely You
knows my nyme. It's the syme as
his'n. Alexander Potts"
Remarkable, remarkable That, /
believe, is the most remarkable part Of
1t all. That your name should be the
same" ;.
The clerk was puzzled and coughed
deprecatingly as he looked at his gu
perior. The heir" smiled on, not see
Ing the point, if any there was.
"Yes,' went on Mr.. Brown, "the
whole case is remarkable. You see
we've been handling this estate for
ten years, and nothing could give us
more complete satisfaction than to
find the missing heir. It's been the
dream of my life to locate that party"
"And now" said the clerk, you've
done 1t. Mr.. Brown"
Eyes, 1t would seem So" unused the
lawyer. But there's one thing we
overlooked. Geary. That advertise
men4 we've been printing will have to
be revised"
Revised? Why-why-"
"It will have to Re revised" contin-
ned Fenwick Brown stubbornly. Here
after, Geary, please see that 1t says.
Alexander Potts is lady; no gentle
men need apply"
The outer ofiice-door slammed and
the missing "heir" to the Potts estate
was down all Of three flights of stairs.
No elevators for him. He needed the
bracing tonic of the out Of doors, and
he needed II quick.