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e HAVE known Donald Donaldson.
Jr., ever since he was born; in
deed, I may say, much longer
There is an entry about him it
my diary under date of March 10. 1 S77,
and that is about four years before h(
saw the light and nearly two years be
fore I first heard of either of his par
ents or they of each other. In plair
words, he was an ideal of mine, a sub- I
ject of speculation and study, a dweller
in my brain before he had an actua!
existence, so that he might be a tenant
of my heart.
It is singular that two romances,
many mysteries and a very startling
tragedy should hang upon so small and 1
commonplace a peg as this which I'
shall show you. Twenty odd years ago
I made an appointment with Stephen I
Hackett, then my partner and since I
deceased, to meet him in a New York I
bookstore, choosing the place simply I
because it was convenient. I was ahead
of him and of the huur, indeed, and
while waiting I took up a volume en
titled "Psychic 'Marvels," by an Eng
lish writer whom I now perceive to i
have been both credulous and menda
cious, a man to believe a good lie and
improve it in the telling. In those days,
however, I had read little, and the book
appealed to me as a scientific presenta- t
tion of a subject of great interest and*
importance too often shunned by prac
tical men and left to be the sport of im- t
When Hackett arrived, I was sitting s
on top of a small stepladder on rollers, f
a device common in bookshops, while t
two polite clerks were vainly endeavor- r
ing to gain my attention for the pur- c
pose of telling me that the business of
the establishment was suffering for r
lack of that ladder. I bought "Psychic t
Marvels," and we devoted the evening 3
to it, Hackett and I, in the library of 1
my house in Tunbridge, N. J. r
Now, if you please, that was the I
cause of Donald Donaldson, Jr. If I t
had not suggested the bookstore as a I
place of meeting, if that particular vol. a
ume had not caught my eye, perhaps t
even if the stepladder had not .been t
placed handily for me to sit upon, e
there would be no story for me to tell. It
But some one built the store, and some
one wrote the book, and some one else a
was the father of the author, and an- a
other was his grandfather, and so on e
back to the monkey who was the an- (
cestor of them all, not to go further. c
Tracing causes is a famous old amuse- 11
ment of4)ur race, though we know al- c
ready that the whole past of the uni- t
verse Is the cause of every blade of
grass, even as that blade Itself is ans
essential prop of the whole future. It t
is a worthy effort, however, to see as i
much of this vast skein as we can, y
and he Is wisest who sees most, pro- I
vided that he does not fancy that heI
sees all which exists even in the small
portion that is under his eye.
To resume my story, Hackett and I '
spent a studious evening with "Psy-C
hic Marvels," sitting up so late that
neither of us was fit for business on
the following day, and we were led to
read many other books and to engage
t last in a practical, common sense
investigation of an Interesting subject.r
The firm of Hackett & Harrington
:nanufactured carpets-still does so, in
fact-and keeps the name, though my L
partner long since closed his earthly k
ccount and - went to meet another
which could not have been one to
shame him. I hope my own may beC
s good, for It must soon be closed.
T'unbridge people began to call me
"old" John Harrington a matter of ten
years ago. However, in the days of
which I am now writing I was a young
an of forty-two, and Hackett was notC
uch older. We had made a good bit
f money in our business, and both of
s had been fortunate in outside in
estments, so that we felt very secure.
The time had come when we might
fford to relax the pressure under
which we had labored since boyhood .
nd to take more ease and pleasure in
he world. But the opportunity to en
oy Is one thing and the power Is an
ther. I had little appetite for amuse
ents, and Hackett had none. We -
were uneducated men, with narrow so
ial interests, and, to be brief about it, c
e really did not know what to do with n
urselves. Unlike many others in the
ame situation, however, we knew e
what was the matter with us-we need- a
d mental exercise. This decision we Y
hd reached before the Euglishmnan's E
ook fell into our hands and offered.
n acceptable suggestion. If we had ti
ot chosen to investigate psychic phe- 01
omena, the hidden wonders of the hu- E
an mind, we should have followed u
ome other line, 'with a less definite re- I
It would be singular it two trained
usiness men, with thoroughly practi-a
cal mInds, accustomed from their youth ~
o deal with hard facts, should fall to h
acomplish anything in such an under
aking. We approached the subject t
without prejudice. When we discussed r
he matter in the light of the blazinge
logs in my library, Hackett would ben
the skeptic on a Tuesday evening and r
on a Wednesday. We never agreed
n those early stages except upon a d
tatement of the first essential of thed
ivestigation. As to that, we neverd
differed. We decided to base our werk b
pon the wisdom of the old provert w
hich says, "First catch your rabbit, m
nd then cook him." There is no doubt ti
hatever that nearly all mankind have
tried to cook this particular rabbit be- ri
fore catching him.
Suppose we take the psychic problem ir
n its simplest form, which used to be w
called clairvoyance, and I still think w
that that is the best term for it. Is si
there upon record one single genuin~es
case of it, proved beyond doubt? Hack
ett and I read fifty books and failed tc o:
find an Instance based upon such evi
ence as we would accept in our busi- t0
ness. Yet where there Is so much tI
moke there must be a little fire, and, es
using this cr-ystal of popular wisdom i
s a touchstone in the matter, l would si
e willing to assert that one ten- et
millionth of the labor wasted in base- h.
less discussion of doubtful facts would st
have sufficed to give the world enough
enuine facts to satisfy all candid
Have patience with me; I am get- p<
ting the philosophy of the subject out m
f the way as fast as I can. The es- a
sential point is that Hackett and I b
-ent out to atch a eal rabbit-in oth.j ft
a True Record and Explanation of the Seven
fsteries Now Associated With lis Name to
tie Public Mind, and of an Eighth, i
lhic is the Key of the Seven
By HOWARD FIELDING
a human Deing who-had had
1 gerine "supernatural" message.
We di not care where it came from
)r what it was about or how It was
transmitted so long as it could be
roved that It came and that no known
rgan of this mortal body could have
mabled the individual to receive it.
When I was a boy, I used to hunt
:abbits in a piece of woods which
xas supposed to be a particularly good
!ae for them. All youthful hunters
went there, and as a result (visible to
ne in these mature years) all sane
abbits had gone over into another
ounty. One day, when the snow had
ome and the rabbits had put on their
i%,nter coats, some jester set up the
orpse of a white cat in the edge of
he woods in an absurdly conspicuous
osition. I saw it and blazed away,
hough my common sense should have
;old me that it could not be a rabbit
)ecause such a preposterously reckless
'abbit would have been shot long ago.
Eet I wasted my powder, and, having
lone so, I set the creature up again in
he same place, and every mother's
;on that came that way exercised his
narksmanship so long as there was
nything to shoot at. And next day, in
different spot, but equally conspicu
>us, 'the joker played the game once
aorc. I remember that for a long time
.fterward all the boys were ashamed
o be seen going into that piece of
voods with a gun.
It took Hackett and me about a year
o discover that genuine psychics are
Lot found in the edge of the woods be
ide the beaten path; that it is hard to
ind them even when one knows where
hey are, for they lie low, and, like the
abbits, they imitate the natural color
if the surroundings.
You may accept this as a general
ule: When your fellow man takes you
iy the button of your coat and leads
'ou into a corner to tell you of a pro
hetlc dream or a mysterious psychic
essage, he does not believe the story
imself. Perhaps he may be trying to
elieve it, but no one has to try to be
eve In a real experience of that kind
.fter he has had it. He knows. And
e chances are good that he will not
alk of It to his closest intimate. It is
er the element of doubt that leads to
Our hobby gave to Hackett and me
.n excuse for study, an aim in travel
nd an opportunity of meeting cultivat
d men and women. As it was an
lected hobby and not the result of
ongenital mental distortion, we rode
Scalmly and were never mistaken for
ranks except by cranks. It is true
hat some of .our earlier experiences
ere more or less absurd, but we were
aved from serious error by the busi
ess man's faculty of turning from the
apracticable to the practical. When
re encountered an impostor, we
romptly charged him up to "profit and
>s and passed on to the next item.
It was while engaged in a fruitless
bough not uninteresting Investigation
a Boston that we came quite by acci
ct upon the most important informa
on. We made the acquaintance of a
oung physician named Harold Whit
1g, who was then and Is today one of
be most honest minded men in the
orld. I believe that Whiting would
ot lie even to himself, and there are
rw of whom so much can be said. He
'as amusing himself with experimenta
the matter of peculiar capacities and
nowledge exhibited by persons in the
ypnotic state, but confessed that he
ad found no facts upon which con
lusions of any importance could be
We discovered that his thought had
en turned into this channel by a re
iarkable occurrence which he had wit
essd, but we had considerable diff
ulty in-* persuading him to say any
ing more upon the subject. It ap
eared that he was under some sort of
ledge in the matter.
"There is a friend of mine, now In
few York," said he, "who received a
sychic message from his brother, who
*as then upon the other side of the
rorld. This thing happened under cir
amstances which make doubt impos
ble. I was present when the message
nas received. I know the story in all
a details, but I cannot give you the
its nor tell you the man's name be
use I gave him my word that I would
ot disclose them."
Perceiving our disappointment, he
pressed sincere regret, and by way of
tonement he gave us the name of a
oung woman in New Haven whom it
ight be worth our while to see.
"I received a letter about her some
me ago from an instructor In psychol
y at Yale, an old friend of mine,"
id he. "My friend and several other
embers of the faculty are investigat
g the case, and they regard it as gen
ne and important. The girl's name is
orothy Vaughn. She is an orphan
ad lives with her aunt, Mrs. Eustis,
ho has had certain occult experiences
rself, as I am told."
He gave us the address of Mrs. Eus
s and the name of his friend. His
~ference to the fact that unusual pow
s appeared both in the aunt and the
ece led to a general discussion of the
*strietion of such powers and their
rsistence in families. No one who
is given the subject any study can
>ubt that these traits are handed
>wn from generation to generation.
fter. a vague family tradition leads
ck to the true psychic whose powers.
eakened by admixture with a comn
on strain, reappear to flicker uncer
inly in the present day.
Hackett seemed to find much mate
al for thought in this conversation.
did not contribute largely to it, be
ig a man of a slow mind and of few
ords, but some days later, while we
er on the way to New Haven, he
iddenly emerged from a reverie to
"I wonder what would happen if two
them should marry?"
When I had found out what he was
.king about, I agreed with him that
Le experiment would be very Inter
;ting if there were any way of mak
g it. Hackett suggested that we
zould go forward Into the smoking
ir, and when we were there and he
id smoked a part of a long cigar he
"I don't see why there isn't."
I replied with the argument that two
rsons of opposite sexes, possessing
wers now commonly called occult,
ust be naturally antipathetic, so that
marriage between them could not be
-ought about, for, if this were not so,
e w-hole humen race would hna be
come "psychics" long ago. Tnhe clair
voyant power, not to go further In the
matter, is an obvious and great ad
vantage and would certainly have been
utilized by evolution to the extent of
crowding from the earth all other kinds
of men unless nature had set up some
sort of barrier, and where should we
look for it except in the realm of that
attraction which we call love?
As we were running into the station
at New IIaven, Hackett remarked that
there might be something in what I
"I'm sorry, too," he added, "for it
seemed to me as if I had an idea."
As a matter of fact this idea had
long been in my mind, and at intervals
during the space of nearly two years
I had jotted down notes in my diary
regarding an imaginary child whose
parents should both be psychics, but I
had never discussed the subject with
Hackett. His idea of this experiment
in heredity was therefore entitled to
the credit of an independent discovery.
UPON THE MOTHER'S SIDE
r. BURNHAM, the instructor
to whom Dr. Whiting had
referred us, proved to be a
pleasant fellow, well worth
meeting, but we had no sooner made
known our errand than he became
"A most unfortunate thing has hap
pened," he said. "Since the date of
my letter to Dr. Whiting Mrs. Eustis
has died. Miss Vaughn is in deep
grief and in a very trying position, too,
poor child. Her aunt left nothing but
debts, and-well, some of us are trying
to see what we can do for her. She
hasn't a penny or near relative in the
world, and nobody seems to be com
It was an ordinary cabinet photograph.
ing forward to help her except us, and
we're men, you see, and it's very em
barrassing. She isn't the sort of girl
to take help from any one, and It
looks as if it might end by her taking
up some confounded occupation that
she Isn't fit for. We are all very blue
I have no mystic power to read the
mind or the heart of..another, but I
perceived clearly enough that Mr.
Burnham was in love with Miss
Vaughn and that she did not find her
self able to respond. To settle this
point I ventured to say that I had
heard she was quite pretty.
"Pretty!" echoed Burnham. "Well,
that's hardlythe word. I-I happen to
havo a portrait of-her."
And he pretended to forget which
pocket it wa in. It was an ordinary
cabinet photograph, but it showed a
most extraordinary face, a dainty corn
posite of womanly and childish quali
ties. I would not have been able to de
cide from. this picture whether Miss
Vaughn was fiftemn years old or twen
ty-five, and after my first glance I look
ed up at Burnham and asked, "How
old is she?"
"You'd be as much puzzled If you
saw the original," he said, and this
proved to be no exaggeration. "The
youth, I think, Is in the lower part of
the face. What a pretty mouth and
chin! Did you ever see such a pretty
mouth and chin? There's all the dim
ped sweetness, all the quick sensitive
ness of girlhood, and yet no weakness.
But there's a calmness in the forehead
and eyes-the eyes a bit long, as you
notice, with very delicately marked
brows. The eyes are deep blue and all
the coloring exquisite. Her hair is
like the gold of Ophir. It may seem
bad taste for me to run on like this,"
he added suddenly, "but Miss Vaughn's
beauty is such a simple and natural
thing that one feels no hesitation in
speaking of it. Why, even in her pres
ence I sometimes 11nd myself-howev
er, that's neither here nor there. You
~sked how old she was. She'll be
eighteen next week."
"If the young lady's peculiar powers
are of interest to science," said I, "it
would seem as if some financial ar
rangement might be made whereby"
"We've suggested that, but she won't
listen to it," he interrupted. "The
queer part of it is that Miss Vaughn
nsists that she has no powers which
are not shared by all our species. She
We had reached Burnham's lodgings
by this time, and there we conversed
for an hour or more upon the subject
>f the experiments which had been
made in the case of Miss Vaughn.
They seemed to me to possess the
ague and unsatisfactory character
which I had learned to assoetate with
ommon fraudulent practices. The
young lady answered questions con
erning matters of which she was sup
posed to have no knowledge, peculiar
ities of persons whom she had not
seen, incidents in the lives of the ques
tioners or of their friends. It was not
able that she passed into no state of
trance or mesmeric sleep. She remain
d entirely normal, not even exhibiting
the excessive fatigue which usually
follows such manifestations. She did
show repugnance, however, and was
always more pleased when she failed
than when she succeeded. After a se
ries of failures she would laugh almost
ysterically and display a childish re
lief and delight. Her successes de
pressed her. The best of them, so far
s I could learn, were not conclusive,
but tuere were some that were hard to
explain upon any natural hypothesis,
and they must have been extremely
startling to the inquirers.
As B3urnham continued to speak I be
came less hopeful of Miss Vaughn as a
possible subject of investigation, less
interested in her as a psychic, but far
more interested in her as a woman.
Somehow the words of this fiery but
hopeless lover, this poor little, thin,
dark, ugly faced fellow, who had no
right to crave a beautiful woman-ex
ept that he couldn't help it-built up
before my mind's eye a very charming
T talked the matter over with Hack
ett, fnd we agree"" ttat Miss Vaugn
was undoubtedly worthy of substantial
assistance, If it could be rendered with
out offense. IHer situation was cer
tainly most lamentable and involved
no fault of her own. Having heard of
this case, we could hardly "pass by
on the other side," as hackett ex
pressed it. The fact is that my part
ner had been playing the role of the
good Samaritan in many towns that we
had visited, and mostly to the unde
serving, I am afraid.
We decided that I should call upon
Miss Vaughn, and so I asked Burnham
to secure her permission; but he told
me very promptly that he did not care
to undertake the errand.
"I couldn't lie to her," said he. "She'd
have to know the object of your visit
here, and then she wouldn't see you."
Incidentally I learned during this
conversation that Miss Vaughn was an
Intellectual prodigy, having been the
youngest girl ever graduated from
Smith college. Indeed, she would prob
ably not have been admitted to that
institution if her age had been correct
ly stated, but her aunt had misrepre
sented the matter to the authorities.
Her record had been exemplary, both
for scholarship and conduct.
"She might teach," said Burnham,
"gut I really don't see how she's going
to live till we can find her a position."
After leaving Burnham's room I went
at once alone to the Eustis residence,
which must have been considered quite
a grand house in its day. A despondent
old woman answered my ring and ad
mitted me Into a chilling, gloomy at
mosphere and eventually into a small
room at the rear of the hall. It had
the look of neglect, as If it had not been
used in some weeks. My eye was at
tracted by a small table unlike the
other furniture and awkwardly placed
near a window. It was littered with
loose sheets of writing paper, which
were dusty, and some of them were
covered with scrawls in pencil as if a
child had played with them.
I thought that I knew why this table
was there. Clearly Miss Vaughn's psy
chic messages were written with a pen
cil. I was diaj' ased. This scrawling
hand looked like the usual counterfeit.
And yet I would have given my bond
upon the honesty of the face in the
photograph. Well, we may all be de
ceived by a face. I began to regret
having sought an interview with Miss
Vaughn, and my mind was deflected
from her to the unkiwn man whom
Dr. Whiting had mentioned. A stroig
inward conviction that that man was
the true psychic, worth a thousand
Dorothy Vaughns to the cause of sci
ence, arose to prominence in my con
sciousness, and I was striving T think
of some means by which I could learn
his name when a very pleasant voice
spoke my own.
I turned and saw a slight, girlish fig
ure, all in black. There was the puz
zling, childish, womanly face that the
picture had shown, the perfectly open
innocence quaintly combined with a se
rene wisdom such as I might imagine
In an angel. Yet this serenity was
wholly intellectual. I could see that
the poor girl's body was racked with
nervousness and apprehension. Lone
liness in this old. decaying house, from
which she could see no way out Into
the brighter world, had told upon her.
I cannot remember that my sympathy
ever went out so suddenly and so
strongly toward any other human be
She had seen that I was looking curi
ously at the table, and I observed that
coukZ sce that the poor girl's body was
racyv with 'nervousness.
she shuddered at the s~ght of it. Yet,
as if the thing exerted some sort of
fascination, the poor girl advanced di
rectly toward it, and I heard the pen
cils click in her nervous fingers as she
gathered them up.
"Miss Vaughn," said I, "it is in my
mind to offer you employment I have
eard that you need It With this pur
pose In view, will you permit me to ask
you a few questions?"
She sat down in the chair by the ta
ble as if she lacked the strength to
stand. In the few seconds that elapsed
before she answered me her nervous
ness Increased. She began to mark
upon the sheets of paper with one of
the pencils, though I am sure she had
no consciousness of doing so.
"What is the nature of this employ
ment?" she asked.
There was a longer pause than be
fore. I could see clearly enough what
the poor little girl expected. Burnham
nd others had suggested her peculiar
powers as a means of earning her liv
ing, and she felt that I had come upon
the same errand. Seeing how she
shrank from that theme, I had not the
ert to take it up.
"You have heard about me," she
aid. "You think I am some phenome
aally gifted monstrosity. Really I am
othing of the sort. I am just like any
other girl. I can guess things. So can
every woman. My aunt was interested
n-in that subject, and so I did It. I
m not interested and shall never do it
It was a pitiful protest, and it car
ried the day with me.
"I think you mistake my errand,"
said I as gently as possible. "Have
you ever had any experience in teach
She dropped the pencil and stared at
"We are planning to open an evening
school in the town where I live," I
ontinued. "A great part of the popu
atlon consists of people who work in
y factory, the Hackett & Harrington
carpet mills. Some of these people
and I am thinking now of the young
omen especially--have lacked educ'
tional training in their childhood. We
re going to give them a chance to re
over the lost ground. They are obliged
o work in the daytime, but many of
them will welcome the opportunity to
study and to acquire some simple ac
omplishments in the evening. We are 3
not slave drivers. Our people do notj
vto dnroennahnsted into their beds
as soon as they have eaten their sup
At this point Miss Vaughn interrupt
.d me by suddenly falling forward,
with her head in her hands. I think it
must have been five minutes that she
wept and sobbed, and I was both dis
tressed and alarmed, though she kept
assuring me that she was not ill and
that she was very happy. When she
had recovered some share of self com
mand, she begged me to give her a
trial in the school.
"I should so love that work," she
said over and over again. "I know I
The idea seemed to enchant her. She
spoke of her own powers with confi
dence. She became brilliant, enthusias
tic, splendid-in fact, precisely the sort
of girl to inspire the right feeling in our
young women of Tunbridge who must
take up too late in life the heavy men
tal tasks of childhood.
I was greatly embarrassed and a vic
tim of that nervous dissatisfaction
which comes to a rational, practical
man when he blunders into a good and
judicious action. It is a species of im
posture. I perceived that it was a
most fortunate thing for both of us
that I had come to call upon Miss
Vaughn, and it distressed me to know
that she' oild always ~redit md with
a kindness, even though I should con
fess In the most open manner that I
had como upon a wholly different er
While I hesitated the poor girl wal
on the rack. Her nervousness was un
controllable. She began to scribble
with the pencil and to twist the sheett
of paper in her fingers without know
ing what she was'doing. Seeing this, I
came straight to the point.
"It's a simple matter of business,"
said I; "rather sudden, of course, but
you mustn't mind that. The position i
yours If you'll take it, and, for my owi
part, I'm more than content. We'l
make the salary satisfactory and let 1i
begin imMediately, though the schoo:
doesn't open for some weeks."
The crazy pencil stopped, and the
dear child who has been like my owr
daughter from that moment looked ui
into my eyes while the tears shone up
on her cheeks.
Now, this may seem a small mattel
to cause so much emotlon, but it must
be remembered that Dorothy had beez
at her wit's end since her aunt's death
We forget'sometimes that the term "E
living" has close connection with the
verb "to live." Whether a pennilest
girl is alone in the world or a mar
fighting in the heart of a mob feels a
pistol pressed against his head, it It
much the same. We should not loot
for perfect'calm. And that Is the evil
of our present social system, that il
puts the poor and the distressed ever
at their worst and their weakest It Is
grand to see a human being stand un
moved in deadly peril, but as a busi
ness man I cannot say that we produce
the best possible results in this world
by making life one long, mortal emer
gency for the majority of our species.
While I was endeavoring to make
Dorothy understand that I was no an
gel sent from heaven, but only a carpet
manufacturer from Tunbridge, K~ J.,
my glance happened to fall upon the
shects of paper on the table, and. I ob
served with surprise that she had bees
writing a man's name. She must have
written it, in whole or in part, at least
a hundred times. It was Donald Don
"I was only scribbling," she said, de
tecting me in the Impertinence of read
ing over her shoulder. '"That's nothing
"Do you mean that It's at fictitious
name?" I asked, grea'tly surprised.
"It's nobody that I know," she said,
with a glance of qulck inquiry at me.
I assured her with all sincerity that
the name was a total stranger to my
ears. It was such an awkward, tongue
twisting name that no one could for
"Did you fancy that It might have
been suggested by my mind to yours,"
asked; "that I might have been think
Ing of this man?"
"Oh, no!" she cried hastily. "That
is Impossible-certainly Impossible for
me. I am a normal minded girl, just;
like any other. Whatever I have done
In-In that way is only what all people
can do If they are silly enough to try.
Please, please don't ask me about It!"
I was very anxious to do so, being
thoroughly convinced that I had stum
bled upon a genuine and remarkable
manifestation of occult power, but Miss
Vaughn was In a state of great nery.
os tension, and It would have been
ruel to press unwelcome questions.
So we talked a little while about the
school, and she was soon at her best
appy, hopeful and earnest. Her mind
was as bright and qulck as a bird's -
ye, and she loved the sunny -and pure
That evening, in Mr. Burnham's
oom, I mentioned the incident of the
2ame. There were present-a half doz
en of the Instructor's frieuds who had
assisted in the tests that had been
made of Miss Vaughn's power, and
hey were all sincere men with trained
ntelligence. They were greatly inter
sted by the occurrence, and they ques
ioned me closely. It was with much
ifficulty that I convinced them thatI
hd never known a man named Don
d Donaldson and could not have in- c
iueeed Miss Vaughn in this matter. a
arious views were expressed, though
nne was of any great Importance, E
bt when Hackett and I had gone tQ F
ur hotel and were smoking together. -
efore retiring, my partner, who had
preserved an almost complete silence
luring the evening, said:
"I have an Idea."
"What Is It?" I asked eagerly, but
ie would not tell me..
"Walt till tomorrow," was all that I
ould get out of him.
While we were at breakfast on the .
ollowing morning a messenger boy
rought a telegram to Hackett .-He
pened It and glanced at the contents.
hen he took a bit of paper from his -
ocket and laid It before me, saying:
"I sent that last night, and this Is the
I read as follows:
Dr. Harold Whiting, Boston:
Have learned that Donald Donaldson is
:he man whom you referred to in your -
ak with us. Can you give us his present
~Adress? S. K. HAcKETT.
. K. Hackett, New Haven:
Not at liberty to do so. Don't let Don
ldon think that I gave you his name.
'his Is important. HAnoLD WmTnOG.
Hackett chuckled softly.
"Of course his address was easy
~nough to get," said he. "There's a
few York directory in this hotel. Don
ldson is a clerk at 40 Wall street."
THE MESsAGE FEOM JAPANI.
N the week following my visit to
New Haven I had the pleasure of
meeting Donald Donaldson. In
the meantime I had made a care
'ul investigation of his character and -
bility. The result was surprising.
?.arely have I heard a man so highly
iraised. yet this aDnreciatIorl..seemed
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