aid Judge Blodgett; "and this Mr. Alvord I take to
be a minister, for you connect him with some topic relating to 'Christian
Martyrs' and 'rituals.' He must be a close friend, for you sometimes
call him 'Jim,' in strict privacy, I presume. Oh, there's a regular
directory of 'em here. I've even discovered that you have a little
friend, a child of say seven or eight years--tell by the tone, you
know--that you call 'Daisy' and 'Daise' and sometimes 'Strawberry.'
These fondnesses for children and clergymen prove to me, Florian, that an
Amidon is good goods on any confounded plane of consciousness you can
throw 'em into--conservative, respectable, and all that, you know."

Amidon looked suspiciously at the notes, unappeased by this flattery.
What justification there was for suspicion we shall be better able to say
when we meet these Bellevale acquaintances of his.

"Is this the guide by which I am to regulate my conduct in Bellevale?"
asked he, after looking it over.

"Well," said the judge, "it may not be quite like remembering all about
things; but anyhow it will help some, won't it?"

"I suppose I'm to carry it with me, and when an acquaintance accosts me
on the street, I'm to look him up in the index and find out who he is,
before I decide whether to shake hands with him or cut him, am I?"

"Not exactly that way," said the judge; "that wouldn't be practicable,
you know; but it's ten to one you'll find his name there. I tell you,
that compilation----"

"Te tifision into gategories," broke in the professor, "according to te
brinciples of lotchik was te chutche's itea. A vonderfully inchenious
blan. It vill enaple you----"

"Has it any plan of reference," interrupted Amidon, "by which I shall be
enabled to find out about a man when I don't know who he is?"

"N--no."

"Or, in such a case, to give me knowledge of my past relations with him,
or whether I like him or hate him?"

"Of course," said the judge, "we only try to do the possible. The law
requires no man to do more."

"Does this thing," said Amidon, shaking it in evident disgust, "tell
where I live in Bellevale, whether in lodgings or at a hotel, or in my
own house? Could I take it and find my home?"

"Damn it, Florian!" said the judge, "I'm not here to be jumped on, am I?
No one can remember everything all the time. We'll get those things and
put them into a supplement, you know."

"Not for me," said Florian. "I've made up my mind definitely a