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hurled them lifeless to the earth In the contests of leaping I seemed to strive to the utmost, but never ex- ceeded the champions by more than a few inches. [I maintained my supre- macy, but by a hair breadth. A burly brute came to Fayville to take charge of the village school. He

was mcre than six feet the frame and strength of a With little book knowledge, he his main attention to birch. He conquered tae obstrepereus bullies, and then showed regret that no mere insubordination cropped up that he might have the pleasure of subdwing it.

“Harmon Westcott vill remain after school !" he thundered, as I gathered up my books and started to follow ihe rest of the bors from the room. I taid the hooks om the desk behind me and sat down, wondering what the trouble was, for he had never as yet struck me with his merciless rod.

When we were elone, he spoke, fin gering tmneanwhile the gad, as if un- able to restrain his eagerness to bring 3t down about my shoulders.

“so you have -been fighting, man ?’’

*‘No, sir. I have not been fighting.”

“Silence, sir! No lying to me! Didn’t you strike Jack Gibbs 7’

“ Jack Gibbs raised his hand to Strike little Tim Metcalf, who acci- dentally fell aver Jack’s feet. Tim is a cripple and eould not help himself. I caught Jack’s arm and told him that

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if he struck Tim I would lick him. He didn’t strike him, so there was no fighting.”

“But you would have hit Jack Gibbs if he thad harmed Tim Met- ealf.”

“Certainly; { would hit any coward who did that.”

“Then you've got the disposition te fight; that’s just as bad as if rou did

fight. Off with your coat!”

I hesitated I could do as wel with my coat on as off, and I would not | Please this ruffian by obeving him.

“Why don’t you do as told ?” he de- manded, livié with rage.

“I shan’t take off my coat, and if

you lay your hand on me you'll regret it as long as you live.”

He reared like a bull, and, raising the big stick over his head, aimed a terrific blow at me. Before it could descend I had him by the throat, bent him backward over the bench behind and twisted him to the floor as easily as if he had been a ewe lamb Not only that, I tightened my grip unt he gasped for breath. J] was using only one hand and did not exert a tenth part of the strength at my com- mand.

The miserable wretch must have

thought he was stricken with paralysis. With my other hand I twisted the rod

from his grasp and then swished it through the air with a force that

surely raised a ridge through his gar- ments with every stroke. When he had received a dozen or so, I lifted him clear of the floor and flung him across the room. He would have gone farther had he not craghed inte the row of desks

‘Shall I ed, mockingly

He stared in a dazed way and mut-

take off coat ?” I ask-

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tered an cath. He could rot under- stand it.

“Good day.” and I walked out of the room and went home.

*IT hope he won't tell of it,’’ I re- fiected, ‘‘for it will be hard for me to explain it to the rest of the boys.”

No fear of the teacher making pub- lic his own discemfiture, and so it re-

mained @ secret. I was too generous to take advantage of my triumph, and, so long as he remained in charge of the school, he tr with a con- sideration that made me sometimes re- gi ct the violence I had been compell- ed to use toward him.

Professor Gorgensen’s transcendent wisdom did not enable him to prolong his life to that of the patriarchs of the

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olden times, for be died suddenly, about the date of the incident just told. I had no brothers and sisters,

and so well had my mother ard I kept

the secret of my ineredible strength that « mn my father did not suspect it, though a that I was wnusuelly powerful for a lad of mv years.

Strange to say, though my mother krew the mervellous truth, she very seldom or never r-ferred to it. There v something uncanny in the v le thing that it filled her with awe, as it did myself. Father passed & v, still ignerant on the point, and at the age of 19, when I was home on vacation from college, I drove to the 0! country chureh wWhn only my mother as a companicn.

lt was a eurious coincidence that the preacher’s sermon that dav was founded on the story of Samson. He went over the whole wonderful narra-

tive. giying

it a spiritual significance

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(f Vrs cor ey oer —— ns a. che CHAPTER fyi. as , ; MY DOUBLE. —_—: P eh ne Professor Gorg: nsen was z leclaring himself a second s : 1. Whose life would lave re

precisely that of the Bibiical for his nineteenth century en- Vi nt nts, (ne amazing fact, however, was un- uestionable, He was correct as tu lyseil. My strength was a pro gious, as marvellous, as irresistibte as that of the man wl any cen- turies ago, ki i ( mh the jaw- bone of an 4&&s I i n the gates of Gaza a suffering woeful indignities at the hands-of the Philis- tines and 2 ruins, the blind v m of the 1ithless Delilah. My mother was the only one wh sus ted the truth, for I was handi- iy ] arning of the profes- sor, that I must not call the gift into |

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1€ dd.) t Dp! n ‘ an Ln t ’ ig nst t orld so lo } Siry to emptation ( ss ced 1t my mother, who . os I vith me Sa ' I blushed. Rath us \ tl Ains of he sal e ® but > I rele | to } y home. he top « ft gh hill, near our (Pt norse. as ick as night and with the strength of a Hercules, gave 7 to his ir nate deviltry, took the bit his mouth and started down the in- on a dead run. Mother naled rah t and then said, in her Quiet manner i— pci Ae Har I hone there’s no need of k gz him.”

I knew what she meant. She was an e that I could do so if I chose.

sw t unless it is nevzessary,” I answered, beginning to pull on the reins.

My fear was that they would break. And break they did, though new and strong. Just as I was beginning to worry the savage brute both lines

snapped as if thev were rotten twine, Being wholly free, the enraged horse was off again as headlong as ever.

My mother was dreadfully alarmed, for both of us were in peril.

“Tll bring him to terms,’ I said, stepping out on the shafts and leaping astride the back of the plunging ani- mal. Working forward, I placed one arm under his throat and began draw- ing backward steadily and irresistibly.

I could have broken his neck as if it Were a pipe-stem, but I did not wish to do that though sorely tempted. The devil fought, swung his head vici- ously, but I newer let up With a stream of fury he reared on his hind legs and began pawing the air. My mother sat pale, but cook

“You had better kill him, Harmon,” she called, “ar he will kill you.”

“TR show him first that I am his master.”

Suddenly ‘he lowered ‘tiis head, like a bucking broncho, reatimgz most of his Weight ‘on ‘his forelegs) This gave me my chanee. He had troken free from the carriag®, and the «iropping of his head allowed me to len» to the ground beside him. I retaimed my grip, and the next instant the ‘fierce horse was flung viokently on His side. I used nene of the tricks @ the cavalryman ©> circus performer ‘to trip him, bwt Gid it by main strength alone.

He was not yet:conquered. With ® “hinny of rage he sstruggled upwaré, ‘fhe flames of hatr#i in his eye. He meant ito bite and paw me to death, Sut:at the moment he was ready ‘to aattaek down he went again, with a sshock that must have rattled ewery

bene ‘im his body. With undaunted courage he instamdély repeated the ef- fort, but was flung as ignominiously

@S ‘before.

This scarei him. His self-confidence Was weakened. Wo animal is quicker than a horse te recognize his mster. He ‘required a little urging te regain Lisffeet. I helpefi him to do so. He Wes all a-trembie, and finally omened his:mouth and:mnde a savage bite at me. His teeth thad hardly snapped t: gather, close ‘to my face, when I ‘Struck him a single blow alongside his head, which tumbled him like a lag to the earth.

Thet was enough. He refused to rise, and I lifted him to his feet. He shivered from nese to fetlock, and was docile as a ‘lamb. I patched up the harness as'best I could, re-fasten- him between the wrenched shafts, ani fe trotted meekly homeward

‘“iarmon,” sai my mother ‘im a tremulous whisper.

Yes ?” I repliad, looking ly -around. Did you exert all your strength ?” ‘No, mother, only the smallest mart wor #it.°’

‘““isn’t it wonderful, my son ? do you restrain yourse'f ?”

‘d have rever forgotten Professor Gorgensen’s werning. My aim is nev- er te summon it except the necessity exists.”’

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“Occurs very rarely. Father never knew of it, and you wouldn’t have krown except from the late professor.’

Do none of your college mates sus- nect it ?’’

*t think not. IT allowed the cham-

en leaper to beat me, when I could have left him out of sight, and have been content to let the star football players and baseball men, and, in fact, all the athletes, keep their hon- ours without dispute from me.”

*You are wise. Doubtless plenty of occasions will and I have the feeling that at some time you will com- mit the fatal mistake and drive the gift from you.”

“Tf I do, I shall be as ordinary men. IT hope the misfortune will not come at the hands of any Delilah or that I shall have my eyes gouged out in the process.”’

That was the last and indeed the first time we ever held such a con-

versation. Six months later my beloyv- gd mother was gid away to rest, and , Was alone in *%ée warld.

I had been graduated from and the world was before me. until my sainted mother did the full measure of her fice for

college

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was

her unworthy son

Tle recognized the fact.

krown to me. She had spent her last penny, depriving herself of almost the mecessities of life, for the sake of giv- img me an education.

My self-reproach was at my own Hlindness in not suspecting this sad truth, so as to check it. But it was ‘done, and it was useless to repine over it.

rraduated, well groomed, and with the appearance of a young gentleman with a surplusage of means, I had not $100 that I could call my own. Nor did I know which way to turn or what to do to obtain mere.

“And yet something must be done and that very soon,” I bitterly mused, as I sauntered down Fifth avenue on that glorious May morning. “™ There must be plenty of openings in this great city. I cam become a clerk, a student of law or,” I grimly neftected, “IT could attain the position @f the boss porter of the metropolis. That would be a case where the exercise of my strength would be a necessity. As a last resort I will fall back on that.”

My musings took a new turn.

“I studied ‘boxing in college and acquired a fair knowledge of it. Why not become @ teacher of the art in some gymnasium ? When I put on the gloves with one more skilful than myself, { can knock him out with one flirt ""—

My breath almost left me.

For scarcely 100 yards away, on the

fame side of tthe avenue, -ana saun- tering toward me, I saw—

My double!

Professor Gergensen wes right. I was not the only reincarnation of Samson, at least so far as appearances went. Here was a second. Dressed more fashionably than I, he was yet my perfect counterpart.

He recognized the fact, and return- ed my wondering stare with as pro- found amazement as my own. Our eyes were newer once removed from each other, and, when we came op- posite, we involuntarily paused and extended our hands.

“Who are you ? What is your name ?” I managed to ask. ‘““My name is Westcott. What is yours ?” he demanded. ah Be

(To be Continued.)

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