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Show NATIONAL DIKECTORY. THE WONDERFUL SCHEME OF A ST. LOUIS INVENTOR. He l'ropose. to Kerp TrarU of Kvery l'cihon in the 1'iiltrd Stutrn lai-fiil In Hunting: Wrongdoer. A Miirliino for Measuring Ilvttdn. forwards the letler." "Free?" "Oh, no; it will cost about ten cents." "How will tho directory know he's I gone to California?" I "Why, he'll tell 'em of course. You I see itV only honest citizens that will bo oxpeeted to seud in their names, and if any of 'em commit a crime we will havo their record, thus making tho directory , a kind of detective butiiness too." "Suppose he don't tell tho directory where lie's Roue?" "Then that's his fault, and be don't get bis letters. Hut we're liablo to find out where he is, just tho same. There's an identification goes along with the directory di-rectory that practically prevents a man from losiug himself." 1 Here the professor produced a nickel plated instrument of his own invention for taking head measurements. Tho production of this device caused Professor Pro-fessor Bradley to branch off somewhat into phrenology. He explained that the human head was a globe like tho earth, but not so large, of which tho meridian lino ran around tho head through the i ears and eyes. ! While looking for a furnished room in ! a tenement and oflii'e building near tho comer of Fourth and Market streets . last night a reporter from the Globe-Democrat Globe-Democrat stumbled upon a genius who was burning the midnight oil in a back : dingy room up two flights of stairs. To reach this obsenr retreat the reporter had 1 groped his way through devious halls and passages where darkness was as palpable as the rats which scampered over his feet. Knocking at a door through which .hone a dim gleam of : light, the intruder was invited to enter a scantily furnished room, where tho marks of hard times and induftry vainly tried to obliterate each other. The oc- cupant of tho room was a tall, slim, gcri- ous man, somewhat in need of a shave, I and attired in garments little less rusty than the room itself. There was no carpet on tho floor of this apartment; on the whitewashed walls hung a saw; in one corner stood a table strewn with books and scraps of paper; the bed was covered with a red calico spread, and the appearance here and there of pie. es of crockery among , the odds and ends of old clothing gave evidence of the carelessly concealed culinary cu-linary of a bachelor's hall. It matters not how the talk between the reporter and tho serious man drifted into the discussion dis-cussion of the latter's affairs, but so it did, and soon the outline of a gigantic enterprise was being poured into an attentive at-tentive ear. D. B. Bradley is the name of the man who unfolded a scheme for a national directory. t'RlVATE M'MIIKHS. "In addition to tho public number ' above given," continued Professor Bradley, Brad-ley, "every man will have a private number, which ho can change at will. His public number and name is never changed, except by law. You know uien sometimes have their names changed by statute. The advantage of being able to change the private number is easily shown. Kay Moore's private number is 13, and he gives it away. Some other fellow attempts to personate him by using his name and number from somo other town. As soon as the mat ter passes through the directory office two postal cards are sent one to Moore at his regular address, ami the other to his ; changed address. If there has been any monkeying it is detected right there, the number is changed and further fraud prevented." "How long have you been working on this scheme'" asked the reporter. "About eighteen years, but I've only been pushing it strong for tho bust four years. I went to Washington in 18S7 and got eight congressmen, four senators sena-tors and President Cleveland interested in it for a time, but they ain't done notion' to amount to anything. I reckon I'll have to start the thing with private capital. I think I can get some help to start a weekly or monthly paper to advertise ad-vertise it. It won't take much money; the thing will pay its way from the start." Besides the headometer end tho directory di-rectory Professor Bradley has invented a buggy wheel, an attachment for a piano to play any piece of written music mu-sic mechanically; has written a book entitled en-titled "The Science of Mathematics," copyrighted two calendars and written the "Age of Reason" in several thousand thou-sand stanzas of verse. St. Louis Globe-Democrat. THE SCHEME EXPLAINED. j No confidence is violated in publishing i tho details of the enterprise, as the plans i . have been copyrighted, and all that is ' ! required to place them in practical operation are tho energy of capital and the establishment of a newspaper to acquaint ac-quaint the public with their advantages. ; "You see," said Mr. Bradley, "it is ' like this: I will have an agent in every j town and county of tho United States to ! get names and furnish them to the cen- tral office. It will cost them that has their names in the directory fifty cents apiece for enrollment, and a stamp to : identify theirselves by. Everyman will j bo registered in this way: say, for in-I in-I stance, Q. A. Moore, No. 8, book M, vol. 2, Nineteenth century," Now sup- poso Mooro lives in St. Louis and goes ' to California. His friends doesn't know 1 where he's gone, and want to write to ; him; what do they do? Why, they just j write to this directory, and the directory |