Northern Weekly Gazette. — 1912-10-12 (Stockton-on-Tees, Cleveland, England)

DOUBLE. The late General Sir James Browne was stationed for a number of years in Baluchistan. During that period of his life a very strange thing happened to him—so strange that it reads like fiction. In 1878 Sir James wAs in the poli.  OCTOBER 12 1911  tical employ of Quetta. Two years of wanderCng life had weather-beaten him till is face was sunburnt and bis beard ragged. Walking one (lay with Colonel Fellowcs he saw a man in Afghan costume sitting by the roadside. A big hook, presumably the Koran, was suspended from his neck. Sir James tells the story.  "He is the very image of you," said Colonel Fellowes. I looked at the man again, and saw that, it was so. He was exactly like me. I spoke to him, and he answered in an embarrassed way, saying that he was a Kirghiz on a pilgrimage to Mecca. I talked with him a little, and found him so embarrassed that my suspicions were amused; and, later, I sent to arrest him, thinking he might be a Russian spy. But the man had fled, and that was the last that I ever saw of him. Soon after head men began to drop into Quetta and to seek me out, all claiming to know me. I did not understand what they meant, but I used the opportunity to (rain all the information I could. Some of the visitors spoke of meeting me in places where I had never been. One died, and I was asked to perform the burial services, the one who made the request saying I used to perform such rites at Mukker. I was more puzzled than ever, but I did not let the claimants to my acquaintance know it.  War broke out soon after this. and I was sent further into the interior. Everywhere distinguished officers declared they knew me, and spoke with great reverence of religious eererno.nies I had performed. The natives would not fight in the company I was in. I went into the most dangerous places unharmed and unattacked. Everywhere I was greeted as a preacher holy. After I was made Chief Cornmissioner of Baluchistan I met three Afghans, who said they were old friends of mine at Mukker. One spoke of his wife as my ardent disciple, another of the time I had spent at his house as his guest. Then for the first time an explanation came to my mind. I was indebted for this extraordinary amount of influence to my double, whom I had met on the road.  He had disappeared entirely—dropped out of life in a mysterious way. Who he was I shall never know, but for sixteen years I got all the credit of that saintly Mussulman. When I denied the identity I was laughed at. Some of my doings must have seemed rank apostasy to those natives; but they were faithful to their ideal. In time of war I went everyv6here unchallenged, much to the amazement of my comrades, who wondered why I was not captured or murdered. I received presents and visits from avowed followers. Unwittingly I had entered into that holy man's life, and reaped the benefits without the shadow of a claim, and all on account of the strong likeness between us. —From the "Family Her-ald."—B. Ware, 4, Devonshire-terrace, *hitley Bay.  The training of children should never be re garded lightly. With few persons it is an easy or trAinctive thing to put thoughts or feelings into such words as shall serve to roproduoe them in the min.d of another.  Things that are not worth waiting for are ficarcely worth having. And the waiting that is protonged until it reaches the, point where discourage meat would set in, if we would let it, is after al the only waitiag worthy of the name, az a test c' courage and raja'