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¥ York Man Who The Romance of a New York Girl Who #2 Would Steal and Couldn’t—A New Wouldn’t Steal and % Did—and a Triple Love Story. (Coppeight, 1948, by . K. My On) . CHAPTER I. The Compact. OLY SMOKE! Gome one’s pinched my watch!” A cat Wein, th’ UsOWs BOIR oulh, wrth 96d Bab did white ape lashes, yelped thie pathetically end hurled his bulk at the open —_. eateway to the trains at the Grand Central Station. He was stopped by the eatemaa’s elbow in his stomach. It was one of these sharp, fleshiess elbows, and the fat man plopped out an agonised “woof!” Mm “Get back there!” grunted the gatemen. “Kou can't go eliding im that way, R yer think this ie—third base? Where's your ticket?” ‘Aw! Chase yerself!" enapped the Cat man Crom tiie corner of his mouth. “I'm Lieut. Thompson, crom the Central Often, T'é run you in for a nickel.” “Detective, eh?” “Fou heard what I said Can the eunvérmtion ana tet mo thevash” @ cop, let's ge.” The other threw bock his coat lapel,~ the aame time fae the recal- itrant railroad with o haughty ‘ttlatre YA FEET, OH +oneyY. YHAKE YA FEET nine, It always hour that has passed. If it was after ‘half-past nine you would hear the quar- ter strike twice. Untlerstand?’ oH SEE Har Rie Brewery CAWa te meee YOOOCUOO, OQQDOOOOOONs OH THae vHat Ti6-UH - UH Biere-Day- vt! # Stop Thief! time is some- jwarter and half past the last quarter ‘Ten't it wonderful? breathed Nel, “I never saw @ watch like that before. But you'd better get rid of it, Jack. @omebody might hear it striking in your , pocket.” ‘That was dang body might have seen it lying there. “No, not where I put it,” was her calm reply. A peculiar Iittle emile on her face reassured Jack Doogan, and he eald no more, The two walked on in sflence ery few minutes, and then the girl sald: “This job to-morrow is going to be the last, isn't it, Jack?" “Yes, Nell, it ts. I passed you ‘my word, and you ought to know that it ts The Great Laugh-Story of the Summer @he pressed on cheeks iss the bulidog’s head, and Ncked the cheek appreciatively. Mked my look: Don't blame ‘em. 60 do 1,” inter- Jected Jack Doogan. “And the old lady, Mrs. Carr, en- he He silver? n't have i) wise ‘eiai” "Mra Carr hae three deughters, but gaged me as lady's maid right away. she eal@ I was to wait only on the She told me her daughter was going bride to-morrow.” Bee the: He pected it. The door leading into room wae @ little way open, on the sideboard. fut &, could- e ret me muoh, or they might A Maze of Bewilderingly Funny and # Exciting Theft Complications— ¥8 Novelized From the Successful 9g Play of the Same Title. #@ #% have liseea, th house, then it will be the qui equare ite. We'll have chick and go to church on Sunday, and all You've been mighty good to me, and I ain't the guy to forget it. have done @ crooked thing oake, t me.’ do anything for your “I know that. You've proved it.” It was a very dark part of Madison @ that they hat reached by thie Jack Doogan put hie arms arout and the bulldog give the girl o quick but thoroughly earnest kine, He released her at once, and they walked on. Probably the incident wae not an unusual one with them. CHAPTER Il. A Pimely Rescue. H8KN Jack Doogan gave Lieut. Joseph Thompson ‘‘the foot,” ] DIDNT HNow MEY Wourd THOOT e eleeve and bent ov view of the calf Father expected men tent orok ‘hen Ita! ‘oke over him. mean arrested?” bead “Ah, plaster up the funny cracks, will you? Of course I mean arrested. You know th If you don't stop ne with qe I'M empeh you Thompson “4 not make this threat angrily, however. He was too well pleased with himself over making important arrest to feel rancor even toward his prisoner. All he wanted was to get hia man into the presence of the inspector and receive with be- coming modesty the encomiums he had #0 nobly won. “Well, neté'e the aubway,” he said. “I'll pay your fare.” ‘This last was a police joke, and the detective was still grinning over it aon drunken aureole, hose coat were rolled jets, while one of his WV Bake Nev, he might not have got away even then out for @ cértain fortuitous Mrcumetance which turned the officer's attention in another direction, The circumstance was that, as Mr. Thompson stumbled and threw “Detective, cht” and the acrid sar 7m with which the word was repeat- made the fat man involuntarily look wn at his waistcoat. “Bafferin’ mackerel! My ehield is tr) “Gee! He trisked you for fair, didn’t lous concourse, it the top-hat of his man bobbing away In te Crag ‘pt ! me,” blurted out the hurried he?” drawied the gateman, with an un- “Thinks he's making his getaway!” fal ‘didn't see you, ello, holy peal of mirth, “Detective, eh?” gene 3 the Meutenant to himself. orn up ms to save himself from fall- ¢ ry, hi Gome people ject genius show ing, he chanced to grab anouna the Fart ‘tam arp art Ca bai neck no less @ person than a man who answered the deacription of the white- ired Professor" he had been charged have a perf Ae 101 ing it in, but Ky jeut. Thompson office this afternoon.’ f wanted le ane to you about those securities.” He selsed the ol@ gentleman's hand and shook it violently, pushing Lieut. Thompson, aside with s carelessness $a Sot hese this last remark, He hed ek harsh flee vy Bh pape hed eushed through the gateway and was ye and. ett rf (Hg ae @iready buckin; ine of hurrying pad I Al os lg Bag Hanged ra from & a train that tind Just fed tte right hand’ out to ee the col- ci passenge come in. He had no time to think edout his own personal loss then. The marauder who had atolen his gold watch, and gathered in his silver stdeld a6 a passing insult, must go for the present. The lieutenant was ex- pected to “get” a ay (er ote one to the ‘a8 the “Professor,” although he hed yet been in thetr hands. He th, eafe cracker. an expert Sraviee ices from an underworld of information were that he be on this ¢rain, end Liout. had been intrusted with the bringing him in. The lieu- peri of al Micer had told him got to land that guy this time," attered Thompson, as he ecanned the P certain slippery “‘sec- 9; lar of the highly respectable frock coat under the fringe of white hair. Then, eomehow, his feet became entangled In per pared that yelped and squirmed and snapped, and two et hands ught him 4 the shoulders CJ back, the face of dete looking young man came close to his own, and from the determined lips shot soothing words: ‘You big lunkhead! What are you wens om the ae lady's dog for?’ rticularly a leu- tenant, dees not ite fo be called oun head by @ stranger, and Thompson was not in a good humor just then, ony: how. ‘a0 he seised the arm of the di termined young man and gave him the professional shake, which means that ehaken is under arrest. ttre. - ie = the weight suddenly thrown upon but, bracing up manfully, kept the With « hear I've got you! the man he had saved from tumbling headlong to the floor clutched him by his respectable black coat sleeve, thrust a Habe Sey face close to his own and then jan to hustle him in the direction of the great waiting room and the street. Why, what does this mean?’ protest- 4 the old gentleman. ‘Great heaven! you don't stop pulling. That's what nr H @o with you.” which filled that efficient detective with jon and impelled him to sputter: Who are you? Inte with an officer in the execution of his by) 4 I'v soe be e you Im, too.’ ‘Take me in at are you talkin adout? Whe ¢! mee te friend of yours, ie he?” he ts, Jamison,” was the about him. With an imonitory shake of his prisoner the detective reached into his hip-pocket for @ handkerchief to wipe the perspiration from hie face, He needed it. Thief-ehasing is hot work in the summer time. “But, my good man, you've made a mistake. I don't know you." “You don't have to know me. I ilve at Police Headquartera and my folks it'll be back to pounding the mine, Old man, white “Of course, not an officer in in eight, or iy: vr, this man hesn’t robbed yeu, ‘con't think #0. ‘Feel in your pockets and eee whether you have lost anything. ‘ By this time the leutenant, stricken speechions by the stranger's lese “— ente, had found his voice Dellowed, menacingly: the person The hy man did not resist, but while 4h foutenant we by his lett arm the prisoners right hand dived iftly into his own coat pooket on the right side, fished out gold watch and ce shield, and passed them into the hand of the modest » pretty dog been !m the dark. I've always wanted one ‘roalen on." ary en Sarena ‘ani- of these repeating watches, but I never 14 in one arm. ‘hit one before, and they come too high He dived into the scurrying procession Hgpccapeeny wae in trouble at harp edge of a eu't case cut oygtind ri ems behind bumped him mth ‘an old-fashioned carpet-bag, and an cited, overheated, middle-aged wom- “Don't eet scared, kiddo. It strikes only when you press @ spring. It's handy when you want to know the time “Mind you walt on her right,” chuck- Jed Jack Doogan, “Yes, it will be her wedding dey—e girl's ove, own day in all her Ife! Oh, Jack, I shall be glad when this is all over. Pretending to be honest and oH ae, a NTO Hoty Just misead his eye with the point for my bank-roll, This one must h . o % tT “| Wave-tossed rel! "the Shes ned a face of singular sweet- # ave not being it. I don't like it, It'e Rill. are holding @ reception to-night. They “Look here, you. I'm @ detective Peo hissing od umbrella. He Godwed , 20° Tihanced by dark gray eves and *et,somebody back five hundred bucks.” good, We'll make that clean-up where to be married to-morrow, and ehe ing m ant me out to invite you up there. from the Central Office, and thie ae cheeks of ‘Jelloatee pink, with o by tary @ man you got it from?” wanted me to be there as soon as 1 “Don't like it?” rejoined Dooga: “—Did they? What folka? This is most a burglar I'm taking to Heada ek piled high with trunks and pro- Hed by three huskies in overalls who at bim Hh SIARCH CEI OP vailroadese 0 iting in the way. But Oe earnest palice officer—especially Hwhen the has had his pocket picked—ie HE mot to be stopped in a thief chase by @ ton or #0 of wabbling trunks or @ w pages of cuss words. Lieut. Thomp- @on ehot back an original oath or two invented at Headquarters for use in the “third ee,” and the bagsgagemen ehrivelled up and stopped their truck to let him pass. ‘The train—in from Boston—was empty time, and the last of the pas- eengere were squeezing through the exit gate, outside of which the usual kissings nd huggings and handshakings had used the usual exasperating conges- ‘Hello! Good luck: n's eye had lighted on a cer- ge ‘gaThompso ZAin individual who answered pushing his way rd the waiting room, as if he were tow in a great hurry to get station. The Ieutenan: deat high with hope hiss it? 6 the Professor or I'm a ¢armer! Biowel if Be aint, work! fay from the official heart he muttered a smooth ‘dip’ all right. just come in on the train I'd say it was him who anitchead my watch outside there,” lent outlook on the cold world. oat and a string tle. fm epot for & crooi ae of his experience. fy reds of these innoce! sors at Headausrters, . - ‘The person he suspected was an elder- ly, white-haired man, whose half-open mouth and mild blue eyes suggested only absentmindedness and @ pants: fe wore 8 straight brim top hat, a black am All in all, he Yeoked much more like a professor— pewildered by finding himself away rom the campus and class room—than more reason why you should Was what Licut, Thompson would have sald, out of the “We've ugs and finger-prints of hun- looking profes or two where they would naturally look dest. Wi reas ‘Thompson charged on, 9 apective. Although the young man came up te her deliberately, he wae somewhat hess, and when he spoke his voice came in windy jerks, while he pressed one hand involuntarily to his side, ‘You got away all right, Jack,” sald the girl, with a smile that had in it pathetic weariness. ‘But I knew you would, You always a “Of course I did, Nell. But I had to give him the foot I'm glad I didn’t have my old ‘professor’ makeup on. I tripped him and ducked through the crowd before he could straight up. But he's @ mighty sore cop, I tell you. I'll have to keep my lamps trimmed for him @o long as I'm in New York. He only got gilmpse of my face; thi one thing. The fool was lok- ing for the old man, of course, and he never suspected me, Got the stuff I passed yout" “Yes. The weariness in her smile was also her voice ae she placed in his hand the watch he had given her at the at: tion, and he stopped under the electric to inapect the booty, He whistled softly, as if pleased. “Curlous that I should run up again that cop twice, wesn't it? I got his watch and shield before he ran into the gate, Then when he trod on your dog and tried to pinch me afterward, of course I had to get the things away in fone Ge ehould go through me and find ‘em, » Nell, bis wateh is @ gold re- an iten."” He held the watch to her ear and she heard @ soft, alivery bel) strike pine ‘Naw! was the scornful negative. “He never paid for it. He's a cop. That ines me. Where's his shield? Got “No, I thought it might get us into trouble eome time. Bo I dropped it in the depot,” SYNOPS@ OF PRECEDING INSTALMENT. vols There” @ strect baitle between tne crond [eatineed.) HE gallery and upper gallery still kept up the din within, Pa soa the mallu, ded by the crashing ¢! and boarding without. | ; second act passed, the nol and violence without increasing, ¢! contest within becoming feebler. * * * “The fourth act passed; louder and more fierce waxed the furious noises against the building and from without; for whenever @ missile did effectual mis- chief in dts discharge (t was hailed with Stones came in through shouts outside. the windows and one struck the cha delior; considerably thinned, gaps of unoce pled eeats appearing in the audien part. The fifth act was heard, cheered. * * © began without loss of time to undre but with no feeling of fear or appre bengion. “When washed and half dreased, per- sons came into my room, consternation on the faces of some, anxiety and dis- tress om those of othere, The mob were The the audience removed for pro- tection behind the walls. The house was and in the very spirit of resistance I flung my whole sole into every word I uttered. © © © The death of Macbeth was loudly Going to my room I ri ‘Won't you, Stinger?’ Ten Nation-Famous New York Murders. } NO. 8&—THE BLOODSHED IN ASTOR PLACE. wetting stronger! Why were not the sent foi “Hark! What's that? I asked, “'The soldiers have fired!’ “Another volley, and another! The Question among those surrounding m Was: which way was I going out? “We crossed the stage, descended into the orchestra, got over into the par- quette and, passing into the centre Passage, went jong with the thin stream of the audience moving out. “We crossed Broadway, still through rowd, and walked on along reet I thén said: “ ‘Are you going to your own houge?’ “You, We reached it and, having opened the noe with a latchkey, closing it after us, he said ‘*You are safe here; no one will know anything about you; you shall have a bed in ten minutes or a quarter of an hour, and you may depend upon all in this house.’ “We sat down in the drawing vom, tatking of the facts before us, I won- dering at myself and my condition @nd secretly preparing inyself for the worst result, namely, failing into the hands of these sanguinary ruMans, A son of . Emmett's was there, Robert, In about @ quarter of an hour Colden came in Several men had been killed, how many not certainly known yet, “"You must leave the city at once; you must not stay here!’ sald he. “It was then @ consultation between could. I told her I'd come in the after- Did you get the lay of the ly what I saw as I went into the aitting-room through the hall. But Tl it all before you tit, I'll tel Dursue. At length it was de- cided, and young Robert was sent out to fad Richard, another son, probably &! at the Racket Club, to put the plan in Richard was sent to the iv- to order @ carriage and palr of horses to be at Emmet! at 4 o'clock in the morning, 008 joor the move. Emmett came down and sent Richard to look after the carriage. All was still in the dawn of morning. We waited some ten minutes—an age of suspense. The butchers’ rs’, and going to * Reaching New Rochelle @ Nttle before 7 o'clock, we got break- fast “Richard left me as 1 entered the Springtield cars at New Haven. Reach- ing Boston, ft got Into a cab, no one near me, and drove at once to my dear friend, George Curtis, whore invitation, yesterday received, appeared almost providential, Thank God that I am here, that I Ive! ne adds this word: I walked to-day to the fleld of battle in Astor place. The opera house pre- sents a shocking mpecta and the adjacent tmuiliinga are smashed with bullethoies. as if It had withatood 9 siege. of people were standing around, some justitying the interference of the mill tary, but @ large proportion savage as “ © By Alfred He these excellent friends upon the safest Party who dined with Mr, Vail at his most savag!: it. Who does? But when is he to do’ Lewis Wopreignt, 1918, by B. 6, Molen.) tigers with the smell of blood. “In the evening I was one of a lar, plendid mension in Fifth avenue. “Buntline and fifty-nine others were terms of from o1 Rynders was not month later, Rynd can and Capt. Walling of the police. ‘alling—The man who ought to have been shot in Astor place that night was the man who had those Incendiary handbills printed. ‘Rynders (with heat)—The world "Of course you don't like fellow is up New York, a to ane in front of Empire Club at 26 Park Row, the following conversation took place ‘he clock struck four; we were on between that irombound Native Ameri- extraordinary. [t seems, frem your manner, as if you ere treating me as a criminal Rhea no; thie le @ friendly meeting. ry glad to see you Lieut. Joseph Thompson's subtle hu- mor med to be striking in, for his red face was taking on @ purplish hue that threatened apoplexy he saw that his sarcasm had missed fire, It had brushed by the vid gentleman without leaving @ mark on hie mildly disturbed countenanc very kind of you to say #0, I'm eure. But I think you are unter a misapprehension, My name ts Carr— William C of the importing firm of Scott, Carr & Co, rl street. 1 do not remember to hav: en you before."* ‘Ah, put that bunk In the ice-box, snarled Thompson. Viliam Carr of Seott, Carr & is an old college chum of mine. Him and me was at Harvard tomether. Gawd! An’ you hing Mike that over on ow! We'll tal he sub- my from Boston, were a matter de- jon. But only for jo lighted up his blue Now, beat It, before I put you under onde ne! = Whatever if you live in New York you have prone ars of me. I'm Doug- las Jamison of Wall street and New Rochell “I've heard of Mr. Jamtson, of course,” replied Thompson, in a tone of involuntary respect. “But I don’t know whether you're him.” “Well, you will know @oon, Now, Carr, turn out your pockets and let seo whether you have everything. If you've lost a aingle penny’s worth Pil have this man in the hands of a br wn man before he can make a m ot vee @ rush to and from the subway Grand nd Thompson, who hac an unhappy faculty for getting in people's way, had been bumped about until he was ready to wo anywhere for peace, ‘The three drew over to @ corner, don't say this man le a thief, Jami- son," declared Mr, Carr, tremulously. really bellove he takes me for some body “Perhaps he does, But his gam an old one—although they don't @ ‘aly try it on New Yorkers tn th; own town, Go through your packets and see | ything te all right, “Very . Jamison, But 1 wish mother was here, She knows whut I and presumably 1 tributed from your club teeth came together with je might be absent-minded, better than I do myself, as a brought forth from an inner pocket thing you know I'll roll a @ emall square packet neatly tied up in white paper, ie ‘our garden that you won't roll hu 6 caretul and ‘dloodahed ders wae a tower of Ni strength, and threw Mrs. Langtion’s house looke shadow. Also, in every age, who than Groups the police have been better oe. “ Politica’ locate the butter on thelr bread?’ Mest, "The Dratt Riots of 18.” ‘ unusual. It's tho firat been pinched in New York, Thi entieman appeared to ting disey, and his mild blue eyes popped forward as exclaimed: ‘Pinched? I don’t believe I watery otand.” HeAroked down ot his cat b 1 bougnt Madge, 5! you know, in the jewelry business tn Boston who hen te up things for me fa @ epeciai desinn. why 3 wot & him for this.” “Let me see that packet,” demanded ‘Thompaon. 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