Double Trouble

s right hand never kne

the meanings of the

send forth, his left

rested lightly on h

Committee," Mr. Jo

gled up some with th

in' out therefrom an

us shootin' with this

nse, and weep for m

-sobbed Red-Neck, "

ion of Red-N

ly healed of his dumbness) with a gesture of dismissal; and he was ushered by the negro i

hved in ten minute

d through the door by Aaron's obsequious bow. The tigrine Le Claire ad

, whom I have induced to dine with us

lar color, but resembling autumnal roadside grasses, hung thinly from a high and asymmetrical head, and straggled dejectedly down into a wisp of beard on chin and lip-a beard which any absent-minded man might well be supposed to have f

ced to mee

German," th

on, as Madame le Claire poured the tea, "that you haf hadt

under the compulsion of the woman's mastery

d he, "since the twenty

unconcealed amazement. The profess

l estaplish some important brinciples. Vill yo

after dinner. I saw Mr. Amidon was weak and distur

is," said Mr. Amidon, "since

or calmly. "Dis vill b

midon, "'All Mysteries S

e realm of te supliminal, howefer, ve go up against almost any broposition. I am Cheneral Superintendent of Supliminal Enchineering; Clara is te executant. I make blance, a

Several times his daughter called him away from some book in which he had lost himself while on an excursion in search

g hard to believe; "ant you haf none of te stigmata of techeneration. I vould say t

ank you!" ferventl

pairsonality. For fife years you haf bropaply bee

here?" cr

n find out all about it. You have mysteriously disappeared. Many men do. There was Lieutenant Rogers, of the navy; a

on. Oh, dere are many such! Te supchectife mind, te operations of vich are normally below te threshold of gonsciousness, suddenly dakes gontrol. Pouf! you are anodder man!

er-lady, "those are awfu

you vake as Smidt again. You now do not remember Chones or te Chones life. You are all vorked up-vat you call it-flabbergasted. You come to Madame le Claire. Vat does she d

ll I sta

all find out all you want to know about the-Jones-life, and I will tell you when y

beth?" ask

e Claire

cordiality, "I suppose so, if yo