The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-08-27
He Who Looks Like Me
NNE of the most strange and unaccounI
By DIR. FRANK CRANE

NNE of the most strange and unaccount- \ able phenomena in this world of in-
 finite variety is the existence of two persons not akin in any degree, often living far remote one from the other, who resemble one another strikingly. I remember sitting in hotel in Liverpool and being startled by seeing enter the lobby woman who had un- cannily the exict face and figure of relative of mine in Chicago. The resemblance extended even to little mannerisms such as her way of walkihg, of turning her head, and of moving her hands; even her voice, as I noticed when she spoke to some one, was not unlike that of my relation. The one woman lived in the Mid dle West of the United States, the other lived in England and had never been to America: their names, as I discovered upon discreet in- Quiry, were different, and, So far as known, the lines of their ancestors had never crossed.
 We say it is curious that of all the mill lions of human faces no two are alike, yet it is still more curious that occasionally nature produces doubles.
 1t is a well-imown fact that every prom inent parsonage has a double or several of them, in the commoner ranks of the undistin- guished. MT. Roosevelts remarkable double has been given considerable newspaper notice Mir. Bryan, Mir. Wilson, Mir. Taft, Thomas Edison, Abraham Lincoln, and General Grant, each has met ''the fellow that looks like me-
 "The Prisoner of zendaa and When I Was Czar," both clever and widely read stories, are based upon the theme of two peo- pie who resemble one another closely, yet are not connected by blood in any way.
 This doubtless is found in ideas also as well as among persons. Every one has been surprised to hear another express a thought which he himself has long entertained and of which he considered himself the sole pos sessor.
 When you go to Burmah, Turkey or Java, and become acquainted with the common peo- pie, you are surprised to find how much of the daily current of their thought and feel ings is identical with that of your own native village in Illinois or Maine. Little proverbs and sdperstitions, even jokes,, that you had always thought to be proyincialisims of your own town, you discover to be common to all the race.
 It is not improbable, therefore, to fancy that somewhere in Timbuctoo or Kamchatko there exists a native who is your own mental and spiritual double. On the banks of the Ganges certain Hindu is undergoing the same religious doubts that you experience. In Hungary or Servia some one is exactly du phcating your domestic troubles and is con tronted with precisely your business or social dilemma You and a man in Los Angeles or Augusta may be physically enough alike to be twins. once saw on a screen in a nov ing picture show man who looked and acted so much like me that my wife, who was with me, had strong suspicious that had been sur reptitiously posing.
 Then here's to our unknown doubles ''the fellows that look like us," and that suffer and struggle like us. Through the darkness we send them our wireless wishes for luck, and some day in a clearer world may we have the chance all to meet, sit down, and tnlk it oyexi