From The Lima News (Lima, Ohio) August 1898. The original newspaper article is available through Ancestry.com. To my knowledge, I am not related to any of the people mentioned but it is a good story. This is an example of the variations in the surnames. It is quite rich in details. Hopefully, this will help someone with their research.

“Fate’s Sad Romance
Three Brothers Under Different Names
Truth Stranger Than Fiction - Chance the Element That Unites the Fraternal Trio. Two of Its Members Having Lived Long in the Same City.

From the Chicago Daily News: The strange story of the separation in childhood of the five sons of Patrick Dolan, at one time a blacksmith at Lockport, N.Y., after the death of their mother and the happy reunion of the three of them - all that are now living - came to light with the visit to Chicago of Fred Dooley of Rochester, N.Y., who is now dividing his time between the homes of his long-lost relatives. Probably the most peculiar feature of the story is that all but two of the brothers grew to manhood under different names and for several years two lived within a few miles of each other in Chicago and at the same time each was prosecuting a vigorous search for the other. The brothers now living and enjoying the reunion are: William Doolan, a hardware merchant living at 1231 Madison Street. Thomas Dolan, assistant engineer in the fire department, connected with engine company No. 57. Fred Dooley, a barber in Rochester, N.Y. The two who died since the separation were: Daniel Dooley, lately a baker at Rochester, James Doolin, who was a sailor and claimed Buffalo as his home. The story is best told by Thomas Doolan, whose efforts in finding his brothers have never waned since he first took up the search. He gives the following narrative: “Years ago my father Patrick Dolan, and my mother, whose maiden name was Katherine Green, settled in Lockport, having come to this country from County Louth, Ireland. Father was a blacksmith and I have been told was fairly prosperous. The family consisted of five boys. While we were all in tender years mother died and soon after father placed Daniel, Fred and myself in the Sisters’ Orphan home at Rochester and then disappeared. Since that time nothing has been heard of him and it is likely that he is dead. William was adopted by a man of the name of Casey, and an elderly woman, one Daughn, cared for James. Later, however, James was also placed in the Orphans’ home. I soon tired of life in the home and one night ran away and went to Wilson, N.Y. where for several years I mad my home with an old farmer whose name I cannot recall. For years I never heard from my brothers and drifted about the country doing almost anything that was honest and upright for a living. I came to Chicago, was married, and now have three children. I often wondered if I should ever again see my relatives and had almost given up hope when you can imagine my surprise when two men walked into the engine house and announced that they were my brothers. They were William and Fred, the latter having come from his home in Rochester, where in an odd manner, he had learned of our whereabouts. It all came about this way: Recently Daniel Frawley of this city established an agency for a Chicago brewing company in Rochester and he rented a store next door to Fred’s barber ship. He was well acquainted with me and had also known William. Fred corresponded with us and finally we were convinced that our relationship had been established. Further inquiries convinced us of the death of Daniel and James. We have also discovered an aunt in Seneca Falls, N.Y. and she has assisted us in the search for father. The aunt’s name is Mrs. Mary Celery.”