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the world at the same time was prod
igal with me and niggardly with you.
I was the Dr. Jekyll and you were
the Hyde of the partnership. But I
imagine the allusion escapes you.
You were never much of a scholar,
"Cut it out!" growled the other.
"The fact remains that I've done all
the dirty work while you've beemsit-
ting in the governors chair and liv
ing on the fat of the land. And it's
time that stopped."
"You are really ungrateful, Hor
ace," said the governor bitterly.
"You can't do anything about it and
you'd better face the facts. As I said,
your commutation is in the mails
and at the end of a year I'll pardon
you and send you ?5,000. That's all
I 'have to say to you."
He turned aside, and at that mo
ment the iron bar which Horace had
pulled from his bed descended upon
the back of his head. .
The governor fell foward without
a sound. Horace, skilled in the tricks
of his trade, had known precisely
how hartf to strike without fractur
ing the skull. Also, he knew the ex-
act thickness of the governor's skull.
Horace picked up the unconscious
man and laid him on the -bed. Quick
v ly he stripped off his clothing, took
off his own and .changed. The man
on, the bed looked exactly like the
prisoner. The man on the 'floor
looked exaptly like the governor.
The slight difference escaped obser
vation in the gloom of the cell.
Horace Casscallad for the guard,
who came up hastily. f
"The poor fellow has done himself
an Injury," lie BaTd ."He became vio
lent and struck" the back of his head
g against ine wau.
W The eruard stenned hastilv inside
4-V.a Mrtll HT'Viq nrlftnnai Vio1 vMiifFlrt1
his face as his brother had done be-
fore speaking, and he kept his head
averted. "Well, take care of him,"
he continued. "Fve mailed a com
mutation of sentence to the warden.
I was just about to ten him so when
he became violent."
Horace "Cass strolled blithely out
of the penitentiary. He nodded- to
the warden ashe passed through his
office,- and, without a word, entered
the waiting" auto.
"Drive to the railroad station and
wait for me," he commanded.
The chauffeur started. Arrived at
the station Horace . went into the
waiting -room and counted his
money. The governor traveled with
a lot of bills; they aggregated no less
"Well, it's better than $5,000 at
the end of a year, anyway," he said.
He took a train for the city and
quickly lost himself in his old haunts.
He meant to have a good time whU,e
the money lasted.
"I don't know if he's shamming,"
said the warden, to the prison doc
tor the same evening, "but Simpson
has become violent. He swears he's
the governor and that the prisoner
stunned him and changed clothes
The doctor found the man in the
cell raving. He gave him an injec
tion of bromide and went away.
Left to himself, with splitting head
and bitter thoughts, . the honorable
James Cass realized vthe predicament
in which he was placed. There was
no hope for him. He, the mainspring
ohis brother's evil actions, he who -had
made use of him as a tool, had
fallen into the trap he had dug.1 Ber
fore his eyes he saw the electric
chair. Sy morning he was a physi
cal and mental wreck. v
"You're to come to the warden,"
Trembling and incapable of speech,
he . accompanied the guard to the
"Simpson, said tne warden, "I am
very pleased to tell yoii that a com
mutation of your sentence has just
arrived, iou are to oe imprisoned
for life instead of going to the chair."
Cass turned sullenly away. He
owed that to his own action in re-