I was speaking with the editor of the paper in question, upon the topic of this remarkable accident, when it occurred to me to ask how it happened that the name of the deceased had been given as Bedlo.
“I presume,” I said, “you have authority for this spelling, but I have always supposed the name to be written with an e at the end.”
“Authority?—no,” he replied. “It is a mere typographical error. The name is Bedlo with an e , all the world over, and I never knew it to be spelt otherwise in my life.”
“Then,” said I mutteringly, as I turned upon my heel, “then indeed has it come to pass that one truth is stranger than any fiction—for Bedloe, without the e , what is it but Oldeb conversed! And this man tells me that it is a typographical error.”