The Twin Ventriloquists: or, Nimble Ike and Jack the Juggler

For a few moments both stood and gazed at each other as though they were looking upon a visitant from the grave. It was Mr. Sidney who broke the silence. He said:

"Indeed you have brought to me my child from the grave. I need no further proof. This is my niece."

Sara's voice was broken as she said:

"No, no, there is no call for proof. It is wonderful – it is wonderful! It would appear that my father had come to me from his grave."

"My dear child, your father and I were twin brothers. Forty years ago we quarreled. The quarrel was due to me. I have mourned your father long before he went away to California, and now that he is dead this is more than I deserve that he should have left as his legacy to me a child to solace the remaining years of my life."

A little later Jack and Du Flore entered the room. Many explanations followed and also a very enjoyable time.

Jack and Ike had performed several great feats, but later they were led into another series of adventures together which we shall relate in Number 50 of "Old Sleuth's Own," wherein our readers will learn the thrilling romance of the life of Nimble Ike, the most wonderful ventriloquist yet known in all the world, and also will be revealed the secret of the mysterious box.

THE END