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. CHAPTER XIIL
After all, it is true that theunex
pected always happens. In my unravel
ing of the Fen inn mystery I never for
a moment expected to find that Francis
was alive. I was even ignorant that
Felix had been to the inn on that night
He had ridden round the back way of
the house, and as my room was over
the front door I had not heard his ar
rival Under these circumstances it
was easy for me to make the mistake
and think the dead man was Francis,
particularly as I was misled by the
marvelous resemblance between the
brothers, and, moreover, saw the pearl
ring on the finger of the corpse. My
mistake was perfectly excusably one,
and I had been confirmed in such er
reonous belief by the, adroit fashion in
which Francis, for his own safety, kept
up the deception.
Now I knew the truth- that Francis
was alive and Felix dead yet as regards
the name of the man. who had commit
ted the crime I was still quite in the
Ldark, Rose Gernon knew, but it was
questionable whether she would confess,
even to save her own skin. Either she
or Strent was the guilty person, as none
other was in the inn at that time. Strent
had vanished, but no doubt she knew
his whereabouts. The question was
whether she would tell.
"Oh, she'll tell where he is, right
enough, " said Merrick, to whom I put
this view of the matter, "especially if
he is guilty herself."
' ' You don't think the is the criminal,
Merrick?"
"There ia no reason why she should
not be," he replied argumentatively.
"She had every reason to hate Felix
Briarfleld. He had promised to marry
her and was engaged to Olivia. Quite
enough reason there for a jealous worn
an such as she seems to be. "
"But ahe wanted Felix, to kill his
brother, so that she might force him to
marry her."
' 'Tea, but that little arrangement did
not come off. My idea is that she saw
Felix when he arrived at the inn and
asked him straight out if he had ar
ranged to marry Olivia. She would
hear of the engagement while passing
through Marshminster on her way to
the lone inn. No doubt Felix lied about
the matter, and she lost her temper. It
may be that she did not intend to kill
. him, but having the poisoned arrowhead
in her hand had forgot how dangerous
it was and threw herself on him. He
put out his hand to keep her off, and
so was wounded. Then he died, and, ter
rified at what the consequenoes might
be, she and Strent left the inn.
-Vv .'.'But what about her blackmailing
Francis?"
"She guessed what Francis had done
and saw a chance of securing her aims
by putting the murder on to him. He
had so compromised himself by his fool
ish actions that of course he was afraid
to denounce her. "
"Still, why did she want to marry
him? She loved Felix, not Francis. "
"It's my opinion she loved neither of
them, iaid Merrick dryly, "and simply
wanted to marry for respectability. "
"Do you think she will denounce
Strent?"
"She'll denounce any one to save her
self." . y.
"Won't you come and hear her con
fession, Merrick?"
"Not L A respectable practitioner
like myself has no business to be mixed
up in such criminality. Hitherto I have
been the sleeping partner in this affair,
and you have carried through my ideas
excellently well. Continue to do so and
then come and tell me all about it ' '
"Very pleasant for you," I grum
bled, "but I have all the hard work. "
Merrick laughed and pushed me out
of the door. He had a dozen patients
waiting and could spare no more time.
He said one last word before I left
"Oh, by the way, Denham," said he,
lifting a warning forefinger, "don't
you trust that Rose Gernon in the least.
I've been making inquiries about her,
and she has a black record about the
worst in London, I should say."
jN On my way to Jermyn street I won
dered how he had gained this informa
tion. A specialist of Merrick's stand
ing does not go round making inquiries
about loose characters. Yet I knew he
spoke the truth. His faculty for learn
ing things was marvelous. Decidedly,
Merrick should have been a detective.
His opinion about Rose Gernon coincid
ed with mine. One had only to look in
her face to see what she was.
At Jermyn street I found Francis
eagerly waiting my arrival.
"I've Bent down to the Marshminster
police," said he quickly, "and instruct
ed them to drag the pool near the Feu
inn."
"I am afraid you'll get into trou
ble over that, Briarfleld. "
"I don't care," said Francis dogged
ly. "I have been a coward too long.
Had I trusted you and told all there
would not have been this trouble. If
the police arrest me, they can just do
so, and I'll leave it to you to see me
. through." ,
"I hope we'll .learn the truth from
Rose today. "
"It's possible, but not probable. She'll
lie like the devil, whose daughter she
is."
"I'm not too sure of that If she is
guiltless, she'll be only too anxious too
save her own neck. Why should she
risk her liberty for the sake of this man
Strent? Who it he?"
"I haven't the least idea. "
"Then we'll make Rose tell today or
have her arrested " 0 i
"There is not sufficient evidence
neatest her," objected Francis.
am
"Yes there is. I'll take tho risk of all
that Before Rose Gernon lefves this
room she has to confess the truth. It's
your only chance of safetv. "
"But you don't believe I killed Fe
lix?" . "I don't, but the police may. You
forget how highly suspicious all your
'tions have been. Rce knows you
have been passing u your brother and
will be sure to make capital out of it. "
"You'll see me through, Denharo?"
he said, taking my hand
"You can be sure of that" I answer
ed, shaking it heartily. "I won't ret
till you are safe and the murderer of
your brother is in jail"
"Who killed him, do you think?"
"I don't know, but Rose does, and
we'll make her telL "
We discussed the matter extensively,
but neither of us could come to any
conclusion. When the clock struck
noon, Rose Gernon, true to her appoint
ment, walked into the room. Without
waiting for an invitation she sat down
in a chair and scowled at me.
"That man of yours ia outside, " she
said savagely. "He's been following
me about everywhere and watching my
house all night Perhaps you'll ask
him to go away."
"That depends on the result of this
conversation. You're not out of dan
ger yet, Miss. Gernon."
"I am not aware that I was ever in
danger, Mr. Denham. Are you going
to accuse me of killing Felix?"
"I might even do that unless you tell
the troth."
"Ohl" said she with a sneer, "is
that your game, sir? Then suppose I do
tell the truth and say you killed Felix?"
"You're quite capable of doing so,
bat no one would believe so wild a tale. J
I had no reason to kill Felix Briar- J
field." I
"Then what motive had I for so do
ing?" ' "That's best known to yourself, "I
answered tartly, weary of all this fenc
ing. "It is waste of time talking like
this," interrupted Francis. "You must
be aware, Miss Gernon, that you stand
in a very dangerous position. " .
"Not more so than you do yourself, "
she replied, with superb insolence.
"Pardon me, I think otherwise. By
your own confession you went down to
the Fen inn to assist my brother in get
ting me out of the way. You said that
last night before two witnesses Miss
Bellin and Mr. Denham. "
"I talked at random," she muttered, j
"I did not intend that any crime should
be committed. "
"Perhaps not Nevertheless my broth
er is dead, and you know how he died. "
"I know the cause of his death, but
I do not know who killed him. "
"If you know one thing, you must
know the other."
"I do not When Felix arrived, he
showed Strent and I an arrowhead
which he said was poisoned. " I
"Is this the arrowhead?" I asked, j
producing it out of a thick piece of pa
per. " . I
"Yes. Where did you get it?" 1
"I found it in the ashes of the fire
place, where you threw it "
"That is not true, " said Miss Gernon
angrily. "I did not throw it into the
fireplace. I never even had it in my
hand. The idea that it was poisoned
frightened me. "
. "Pray go on with your story, Miss
Gernon." . v '
"I see you don't believe me," she
flashed out defiantly, "but I am telling
exactly what took place. Felix said he
was going to kill his brother with the
poisoned arrowhead. I told him I would
have none of that sort of thing; that I
only consented to play the part of a
waiting maid in order to deceive his
brother into a meeting. I said Francis
could marry Miss Bellin, and he was
to marry me. "
"And after that?"
"He jeered and said he intended to
marry Miss Bellin. Then I grew angry
and struck him. "
She was in real earnest for her mouth
was set, and her hands were clinched,
not a pretty sight by any means. I re
membered Merrick's idea and conceived
that it might be possible the woman
before me had killed the man who flout
ed her not intentionally, but in a fit
of blind rage
"You struok him with the arrow
head?" I hinted.
"No, I didn't He had laid that
down on the table. I struck him with
open palm and said if he killed his
brother I would denounce him to the
authorities as a murderer. Then he
would go to the scaffold instead of the
altar with Miss Bellin."
"What did he say?"
"Nothing at first Then I saw a look
pass between him and Strent, and
they seemed to understand one anoth
er. Felix said he would return to Marsh
minster and let his brother marry Miss
Bellin. I did not then know he had
been passing himself off as you," she
added, turning to Francis. "If I had,
I would have guessed that he was ly
ing. As it was, I thought he spoke the
truth and kissed him. Then I went to
bed."
"And afterward?" said Francis, see
ing she paused.
"Well, I never saw Felix again till
lie was dead."
"In the morning?"
"No. An hour after I left him.
Strent knocked at my bedroom door
and " asked me to come down. I
guessed by his voice he was afraid, so
dressed hurriedly and came down
stairs. Felix was lying dead by the
table. I could not see Strent and
went to look for him. He was out at
tho back door mounting Francis' horse.
I asked him where he was going, and.
he said Felix was dead, and he did not
want to stay in order to be accused of
the crime." 1 '
"Did he say he had killed him?"
"No, nor had I time to ask him. He
went off at a gallop and left me alone
with the body. . I was horribly afrcid,
as I thought you or Francis would
""e up and accuse me of the crime
Besides I could not iwwnnt for my pres
enee in that house without suspicion.
so I put on my hut and cloak and fled
to Marshminster. "
"How did you fly?'
"There were a trap ami horse iu which
Strent and I had brought provisions to
the inn. I linrnessed the horse and
drove back to Marshminster. There I
returned it to the owners and went baok
to London by the early tr-in. "
"What became of Strent?"
"I don't know. I have never set eyes
on him since."
"Do you think he killed Felix?"
"Yes. I believe thev had a row, and
he killed him. But he did not admit
it"
Franois and I looked at one another.
The whole business was so queer as to
be hardly believable. Nevertheless we
saw Rose Gernon had told the truth.
"What made you come tome?" asked
Francis.
"I thought you had escaped from the
Inn and wished to ask you what had be
Felix vat lying dead by the table.
come of your brother's body. Then I
saw you wore the clothes of Felix and
guessed the whole game. "
"Particularly as you listened to my
theory at the Fen inn, " said L
"Yes," she answered: quickly. "It
was your conversation which put the
idea into my head. I saw that Felix
had passed himself off as Francis, and
afterward Francis acted the part of Fe
lix." "You wished to marry me?" said
Francis, whereat Rose laughed.
"No. I tried that game on to get the
whole truth out of you. I wished you
to admit you were Felix, for he had
promised to marry me. However, you
did not fall into the trap. And now,"
she added, standing up, "I have told
you all. May I go?"
I consulted Francis with a look. He
consented mutely.
"Yes," I said, also rising, "you
may go, but my detective will still
watch you."
"For how long?"
"Till Strent is found."
"Yon think I know, " she said, toss
ing her head. "Yon are wrong. Till I
met Strent at Marshminster I never
saw him before, nor do I know where
he now is. Take off your bloodhound. "
"When Strent is found, " I persisted,
"not till then. "
She looked wrathfully at me and
rushed out of the room.
CHAPTER XIY.
We were no nearer the truth than
before. Rose Gernon had told us noth
ing new, comparatively speaking. Cer
tainly she declared herself to be inno
cent of the crime and accused Strent,
but if we found Strent he might declare
himself innocent and accuse her. One
or the other of them must necessarily
be guilty, as they alone had seen Felix
on that fatal night Rose was being
closely watched by a detective, so that
we could obtain her evidence at any mo
ment It now remained for us to find
Strent and hear his story. Francis be
lieved Strent had killed his brother. I
had my doubts, as I could see no motive
for his committing the crime, where
as Rose, in a fit of blind anger, might
have done so. Merrick's theory as to her
guilt was more in accordance with my
belief.
Hitherto we kept the case from being
meddled with by the police, but now
they began to handle the matter. In
formed by Francis as to the wherea
bouts of the body, they dragged the
pool near the Fen inn and recovered
the corpse of the unhappy young man.
Then the inspector wrote a peremptory
letter to Francis, requesting him to
come down and attend the inquest
There was a note of suspicion in the
letter, and Francis could not very well
help obeying the summons.
He requested me to come with him,
which I had every intention of doing.
We settled the time of our depasture
and before going saw Olivia and Dr.
Merrick. Mrs. Bellin had not been in
formed of the death of Felix, nor did
she suspect that anything wrong was
going on under her very nose. Thanks
to the wonderful resemblance between
the twins, she accepted Felix as Francis
and Francis as himself without the
slightest suspicion. At first she had ob
jected to the engagement but afterward,
learning that Brairfield possessed a good
income, conseu ted. To be sure, she would
have been better pleased had Olivia
married a title, but as her daughter de
clared she would marry no one but
Francis Mrs. Bellin gave way with a
good grace.
As to Olivia, she was terribly dismay
ed when she heard Francis was going to
Marshminster, and she dreaded lest he
should be accused of his brother's mur
der. The actions of Francis had been
so very peculiar that I was afraid to tell
them to the inspector lest he should
think the young man guilty. At the
same time it was impossible to keep
them secret, as Francis had thrown the
body of his brother into the pool and
would have to explain to the inspector
how it got there. Our only chance of
proving him to be innocent lay in find
ing Strent, and where he was to be dis
covered none of us. knew. Merrick's
clever brain discovered a clew to the
destination of the fugitive.
"Did you ride to the Fen inn from
Marshminster?" he asked Francis.
"No. Had I come by train to Marsh
minster I would have gone to Bellin
nan, where my brother was staying,
and wen liii.i before Olivia."
"It's a pily you did not go there,"
raid Merrick thoughtfully. ."All this
r al)le might have then been avoided.
Well, how did you get to the Fen inn?"
"I took the train from London to
Btarby, hired a horse there and rode to
the Fen inn."
"How far is it Crom Starby to the
Fen inn?"
"About li miles."
"And from the Fen inn to Marshmin
ster?" "Ten miles."
"Much nbout a muchness," said Mer
rick. "Did you tell Strent you had rid
den from Starby?"
"Yes. I had no reason to conceal my
movements. "
"Quite so. Well, according to Rose
Gernon, it was your horse Strent took
to escape?"
"It was. I wonder he did not take
the horse of Felix."
"For a very simple reason. He knew
when the alarm was given that you
and Denham would go to Marshmin
ster. Therefore, to hide his trail the
better, he went back with your horse to
Starby."
"Do you think so?"
' "I am sure of it Go to the livery
stable at Starby where you hired your
horse, and I am certain you will find
it there, restored by Strent "
"Well," said I, in nowise satisfied,
"suppose we trace him to Starby. That
will be of no use. No doubt he took the
train there for London. "
"Very probably," said Merrick cool
ly, "and waited there for Rose Ger
non." "But she has not Been him since be
fled from the inn. "
"So she says, but it is not true, for
all that When he killed Felix, and
the evidence seems to point to him as
the murderer, he told Rose to take the
gig and go to Marshminster. . Then he
rode off to Starby and rejoined her in
London."
' "But why should she conceal his
movements?"
"Because he knows too much about
the crime," said Merrick decisively.
"Either she did it herself and is afraid
of his speaking, or he did it, and she
wishes to screen him. "
"Why should she wish to screen a
man who killed her lover?"
. "I can't answer all questions," said
Merrick irritably, finding himself at a
loss. "All this is pure theory, but I
think it is so. I am certain there Is an
understanding between Rose and Strent
If that detective watching Rose only
knew Strent, I am certain he would
catch him paying her a visit "
"Why not give the detective a pio-
ture of the man?" suggested Francis. '
'Why not indeed?" I retorted deri
sively. "Because we haven't got a pic
ture." "I have one at my rooms," said Fran
cis.
"Where did you get it?"
"I drew it while waiting for Felix at
the' Fen inn. You know, Denham, I
have 6ome skill in catching expressions
and watching faces. The fellow struck
me as such a smug scoundrel that I
penciled a caricature of him While he
moved about the dining room. It is not
a photograph certainly. Still I think it
is sufficiently like him. "
'Capital, " said the doctor, rubbing
his hands. "It's a good thing you em
ployed your leisure in that way, Mr.
Briarfleld. It may do you a great serv
ice." "You think I am in danger?"
"I think you stand in a perilous posi-i
tion," replied the doctor gravely. "Your j
very efforts to preserve your secret and
baffle Denham will score against you
with the police. And you must tell !
them all, seeing you know where the
body was to be found."
"I'll tell them all and do the best
lean," said Franois, turning pale,
but Rose can prove I was never out of
my room."
'No, she can't Rose went to bed,
and for aught she knows you might
have come down and quarreled with
your brother afterward. Your only
chance, Mr. Briarfleld, of proving your
innocence is to find Strent. If you give
that portrait to the detective watching
Rose Gernon, I believe you'll lay hands
on him, but it's a mere chance. "
'There is another means of identifi
cation," said L "Strent is lame, so if
a lame man calls on Miss Gernon my
detective, . aided by the picture, will
know it is Strent. "
"Well, go and try my plan," said
Merrick, shaking Francis by the hand.
I hope for your sake, Mr. Briarfleld,
it will be successful "
When we left the doctor, Francis
looked pale and upset He was just be
ginning to realize the predicament in
which he stood. I was afraid myself
that when all was known he would be
arrested. Hisown actions looked black,
though I knew they were done out of
pure foolishness. Had he only trusted
me at the time, all the trouble would
have been averted. As it was, I deter
mined to stand by him to the end.
"Cheer up, Briarfleld," said L clap
ping him on his back. "If Merrick and
I solved bo much of the mystery, you
may be sure we'll find out tho rest"
'It's the newpapers I'm thinking
of," he said ruefully. "If all this
foolishness gets into the press, Mrs.
Bellin will never let me marry Olivia."
I don't think Mrs. Bellin will have
much say in the matter," I answer
ed dryly. "Olivia is not the kind of
woman to give up her lover so easily,
artioularly when she knows the truth.
he'll stick to you, as I intend to do.
As to the press, you forget that the in
quest is at Marshminster, which only
possesses a weekly paper. I know the
editor and can keep all details out of it.
Cheer up. "
"Thank you, Denham," said the
poor fellow gratefully. "You are the
best friend I have."
"Faith, you didn't think so at Paris.
Briarfleld. I've no doubt that there you
cursed me by all your gods for a med
dlesome fool"
At this he laughed and began to pick
up his spirits. We saw the detective
who was watching Ruse Gernon and
gave him the picture drawn by Fran
cis, with a full description of the man
he wanted. Especially did we lay
i tross on the lameness, and in the end
our detective promised that he would
Hail any man answering to our descrip
tion. I gave him my address at Marsh
minster and told him to wire when he
found out the whereabouts of Strent I
also told him to wire to Merrick, as
the doctor was anxious to know if his
theory would prove correct
Next day we went down to Marsh
minster. By permission Franois staid
with me at Aunt Jane's house, and
learning that he was in trouble the two
old ladies mane much of him. . We saw
the inspector of police, who was a
friend of mine, and learned that the
body of Felix Briarfleld was at the
morgue of Marshminster. The inquest
We taw the detective and gave htm the
picture drawn by FrancU.
was to be held next morning, and all
arrangements had been mada When
the inspector had supplied us with this
information, We Bat down and told him
the whole story as has been here set
forth. He listened with much astonish
ment and expressed himself to that end.
"I never read a novel to touch this, "
he said, staring at Francis. "Truth is
stranger than fiction, after all You
greatly resemble your unhappy brother,
Mr. Briarfleld."
"Is the body much decomposed?" ask
ed L seeing that Franois remained si
lent "It's recognisable only, " replied the
inspector. "You acted very foolishly in
this matter, both of you. Why did you
not come and tell me about it all at
once?"
"I was afraid of being accused of
killing my brother," said Francis
faintly.
"You've made it ten times worse
now," said the inspector dryly. "Had
you wished to damn yourself, you could
not have gone to work in a more pig
headed fashion. " '
"Are you going to arrest me?"
"No. There is not sufficient evidence
gainst you. Besides I quite believe
your story. Still " added he, with some
hesitation, "you have toj face the coro
ner tomorrow. He may not believe you
so easily as L " .
"What do you think is best to be
done?" I asked dismally. . ,
"Well, judging from what you have
told me, I should think the best thing
would be to find Strent "said the in
spector. "He is the only man to solve
the mystery. Failing him, you'd better
get Rose Gernon down. Her evidence
may go to prove that Mr. Briarfleld was
in bed at the time Felix was in the
house. "
"I'll wire for her to come down at
once, " I Baid, jumping up.
"It will be as welL I'll' send a man
over to Starby and find out if Strent
delivered the horse to the livery stable
keeper. I wish to heaven, Denham,"
said the inspector, raging at me, "that
you had told me all about this at first "
"1 acted for the best "
"I've no doubt you did," be replied
ill temperedly, "but I hate your ama
teur detectives. They simply muddle
things. I'd have straightened out this
coil long ago had I taken it in hand. "
"I have my doubts of that" said 1
dryly and went off to the telegraph of
fice. There 1 sent a telegram to Rose
Gernon asking her to come down by
the early train next morning and also
informed the detective that I wished
her to coma I knew quite well she
would not dare to refuse, and, more
over, that my detective would send a
man to watch her, while he waited
round her house for the possible ap
pearance of Strent
When I got back to the inspector's
room, I found that his ill temper had
vanished, and he was doing his best to
console Francia
"I've seen a man in a worse plight
than is yours, Mr. Briarfleld, " he was
saying when I entered, "and yet he
came out all right in the end. The
cause of his predicament was similar. "
"What's that?" said Francis, looking
up.
"Lack of moral courage. Had you
told Denham at the time and then both
of you had told me, we might have laid
our hands on Rose Gernon and Strent
As it was, you gave them time to make
up their plans and get away. "
"Rose hasn't got away, " said I grim
ly. "She's safe enough and will be here
tomorrow. "
"I wish we could say the same about
Strent, " said the inspector.
"Do you think he is guilty?" asked
Francia
"Upon my word, sir, after all my ex
perience of the law, I am afraid to say
who is guilty and who isn't That the
ory of Dr. Merrick's regarding Rose
Gernon is feasible enough. She certain
ly seems to have had more motive for
killing your brother than had Strent"
. "It's my opinion, " said I, "that there
is a relationship between Strent and
Rose. In such relationship lies the se
cret of the crime and her silence. "
"Humph! There's something in
that " said the inspector. "They might
be man and wife. "
"Or brother and sister, " suggested
Francia
"Or even lovers," I said, nodding
my bead. "Jealousy on the partOI
Strent might have spurred him on to
killing Felix. "
These, however, were all theories,
and we parted for the night without
coming to any decision as to who was
the guilty purty. In the morning I re
ceived a tetegram from Merrick and
went off with it at once to the inspect
or. It ran thus:
"Have secured Strent Am bringing
him down with Rose. Arrive at noon.
Hold over inquest if possible. "
"By Jove, sir," said the inspector,
"that man is lost as a doctor. He ought
to be a detective. "
TO BE CONTINUED.
A Lesson from tbe Modern Practical
Dictionary.
Question. What is politics?
Answer. A dirty scramble for office.
A. What (s statesmanship?
Q. Selling interest-bearing bonds for
gold to be piled up, not to be used.
Q. What is office?
A. A position with little wrk and
large salary.
Q. What is political economy?
A. Tradition banded down by men
who believed that the world was flat and
that tbe sun, moon and stars revolved
around it
Q. What is a political campaign? -
A. A wild rush for the hog trough to
see wbo will get the most swill.
Q. What in money?
A. A tool of oppression.
Q. What is law?
A. An equal distribution of justice.
Q. What Is a trust?
A. A legalized band of robbers. 1
Q. What is a corporation?
A. A legalised institution that makes
you pay the freight tbat tickles your
little finger and quezesyonr whole body
a manufacturer of millionaires.
Q. What is a railroad?
A. A corporation that serves you one
day and charges you for ten days.
Q. What is a bank? .
' A. Corporation that lives on the inter
est of what it owes.
Q. What is a millionaire?
A. A man wbo has tbe world by the
tail and a down hill pull
, Q. What is a poor man?
A. A servant of the rich man's dog.
Q. Wbat is poverty? i
A. Hell on earth.
Q. Wbat is riches?
A. Accumulated plunder. . -
Q. What is society?
A. Good clothes and plenty of money.
Q. What is anarchy?
A. Good laws for tbe rich and bad ones
for the poor.
Q. What is civilization?
A. An agreement among the rich and
strong to rob the poor and weak by
legislation, instead of physical force.
Q. Wbat is a crank?
A. One with a new idea.
Q. Wbat is a plutocrat?
A. A wealthy thief.
Q. What is a politician?
A. A man who has the office ilcli.
Q. What is government?
A. A lemon squeezer squeezes tbe poor
for the benefit of the rich.
Q. What is "the people?"
A. A fellow who consents to be robbed.
Q. What is a fool?
A. The fellow who votes to be robbed.
Q. Wbat is a financier?
A. One wbo can steal without getting
the penitentiary.
Q. What hi a thief?
A. A person who steals bread for his
starving children.
Q. What is an honorable man?
A. The fellow wbo steals a million. .
Q. What is a pauper?
A. One who has to be supported by
others.
Q. How many kinds of paupers are
there?
A. Two. Rich and poor.
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