The Wrong Twin by

There was no mistaking the identity of the twins--Wilbur, who preferred going barefoot even on Sunday, and Merle, who sang beautifully in church and knew how to hold his hat nicely in his hand. Nevertheless, the Whipples, the great family of the town, did make a mistake in their choice when they adopted one of them. As interesting as the boys is their father, who discourses ont he life force and has a habit of boarding the six-fifty-eight on the road to somewhere. A delightful and entertaining story, containing some shrewd observations of the American type.