bottle he had in his valise.

About noon a carriage drove up to the hotel and two men alighted.

One led the way into the hotel and asked to see the register.

"I'd like to see Mr. David Ball," said he to the clerk.

"Mr. Ball is sick."

"So I have heard and that is why I wish to see him."

"I'll send up your card."

"I don't happen to have a card. Tell him Mr. Anderson is here, from
Philadelphia, with a friend of his."

The message was sent to the sick man's room, and word came down that he
would see the visitors in a few minutes.

"He says he is pretty sick and he can't talk business very long," said
the bell boy.

"We won't bother him very much," answered the man who had given his name
as Anderson.

Joe happened to be close by during this conversation and he looked the
man called Anderson over with care.

"I've seen that man, too!" he declared to himself. "But where? I declare