The blood-stained check, or, Nick Carter in the dissecting room

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NieK eARTER WEEK LY. ntwcd according to :Ael of Congreu in the year UOO by Bireet Smith, in the Otftu of IM Liln'clrian o.S Om.,._, Wasll'ngton, D. C. Entered aJIIecon.d clas Matlr at the York, N. Y., POll Otfkc. .Tone :13 1100 I111ud wukly. 8ub1eri.ption price, 12.60 per year. N 0 182. STBEBT & :BlUTH, Poblleher1. N E W YORK. 218 William 8&., B. Y. 5 Cents. The Blood=Stained Check; OR, NICK CARTER IN THE DISSECTING ROOM. By the Auth o r of .. NICK CARTER.'.' CHAPTER I. A BIG CHECK AFLOAT. Nick Ca.rter and his assistant, Chick, were s'itting together in the Palmer House, Chicago, one day late in October, when a soft knock sounded on the door of their room. Chick arose and opened the door to find a policeman in uniform standing in the hall way outside. "I beg your pardon," said the officer, re moviftg his hat, "but Chief Brennan sent me here with this note.'' As he spoke, the officer handed Chick a sealed envelope. Chick motioned the officer to step inside, passed the envelope over to his chief, and re sumed his cigar. Nick frowned as he mastered the contents of the letter. "There is a big f-orgery case down at the office of the W ilmot Trust he "and the chief wants us to take It strikes me that we ought to have left Chi cago yesterday," he added, with a smile. "\Vell," said Chick, "while we are work ing on a forgery case in Chicago we won't be working on any other case in New York." "Y o.u may tell the chief," said Nick, turn ing to the officer, "that I will look into the matter and fet him know to-night." The policeman took his departure, and ten later Nick entered the private room ofthe president of the Wilmot Trust Company. "It is a bad case," said that after Nick had made himself known, "and I hope you will take it." "Chief Brennan's note refers to an eighty thousand-dollar check," said Nick. "Has that check been paid?" -"No," replied the president, "but the cashier of the_ bank might as well have paid it. He certified it." It may be necessary to state here that when


NICK CARTER WEEKLY. a casltier of a bank "certifies" a check, he sim ply guarantees it. In other words, his cer tification simply says : "This check is all right, and the bank will pay it on demand, if pre sented by l person known to the bank to be entitled to draw the money on it." "The forgery must be a remarkably goqd one," said Nick, "or the cashier woulq never have dQ.Jle that. Why didn't he pay the check instead of certifying it?" "Betause the check was a 'Very large one, and because the person who ptesented it, was not known at the bank." uwen, what did the fellow do when he failed to get. the on the check?" "He did a :very foolish thing. He tried to bot row money on it.'' "When ahd where?" "About two o'clock," began the president, ''I received a telegram from a hotel in Engle wood, asking if company had recently Issued a check for eighty thousand dollars. I replied in the negative, and requested the clerk of the hotel to cause the arrest of any pe('son exhibiting such a paper." "That was right. Go on." "IQ half an' hour I received another dispatch stating that the fellow had disappeared, taking the .check with him." "How did he come to show the check there?" "It seems that he tried to b0orrow a thou sand dollars on it." "From wHom-the clerk?'' "No, from aboarder at the hotel. The boarder showed the check to the clerk and asked him to find out about it." "It is strange that he should try to borrow mi:mey on the check in advance of getting it cashed," said Nick "Have you now told me all you know about that part of the trans.,. action?" "I think so," was the reply. "Eve.tything had to be done by wire, and we were busy, so I sent for the chief of poli ce He, it seems, sent for you; When you get to Englewood you will doubtless be able to learn all about the attempt to l>-orrow .money on the check." "I presume so," said the detective. "Now," continued Mr. Wilmo t, want you to reco-ver that check and bring the forger to justice." 1It seems to be a hopeless case," replied Nick. "Besides, the check is now known to be a forgery, and can do very fittle harm." know. about that," said the president. "You must remember that the bank has guaranteed the check. As the case now stands, we cannot be injured by the latter, butthe bank may be." "Do you mean that if the check should be paid by some outside bank, or p;toney loaned on it, the bank which certified it would have to stand the loss?"' "That is a question of law, I am of the opiniQn that the bank is liable." "Well," said Nick, "every bank in the country will be notified of the matt-er-that is, every bank that would be likely to -cash such a the forger will have hard work getting money on the paper. Still, it may make a great deal oJ trouble." "The officers of the bank will not rest, night or day, until they get their hands on it," said the president, '"and I can't blame them much for their an?(iety." "It is a serious matter/' said Nick. "Per haps you had better send for the cashier who certified the check." "I have already done so," said Mr. Wilmot, and at that moment the man referred to entered the room, looking pale and "For God's sake, do what you can to get hold of that check," he said, after being presented to the detective. "I am afraid this will be the ruin of me."


NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 8 "When was the check certified ?" asked Nick. "Shortly after the opening hour this f()re-j noon." "Can you describe the person who pre sented it ?" "He was tall and slender and dark, with black hair and eyes." "That is rather general." ''I remember now that his hair was rather in the neck. I noticed that as he turned away." he whiskers or mustache?" ''He had a heavy mustache." "Po you now recall anything else about the fellow?" The cashier shook his head. "I was busy," he said, "and should not have noticeo him at all but for the size of the check." NicK pondered a moment, and then turned to the president of the trust company. "Have you a private check-book?" he asked. "Yes," was the reply; ua private check book with each check in printed figures." uvVas this check drawn on a blank from that book ?" HJ t was;" replied the cashier. "Were the signatures gqod imitations of the genuine ones?' "Yes. They would pass anywhere." "Was the check ri.umbered ?" 11 Certainly." 11Did you make a note of the number ?" The cashier took a slip of paper from his .. 'Yes," he said, "the number waa 51451." "That makes the matter easier," said the detective. Then he turned to the president. nLet me see your check-book," he said. "I was just about to examine it you came in," said the president, handing out the book. "Do you si'gn the <:becks?" asked Nick. "N<;>, that is done by the head book1teeper. He bolh draws and signs them." The detective began a careful examination of the stubs. At first glance the stub of check No. 51, .. 451 appeared to be missing. Check No. 51-,450 seemed to have been fol lowed in the check-book by check No. 5 I ;452. "That is singular," said Mr. Wilmot, glancing over the detective's shoulder. "I should have thought the maker of the check book would have noticed that." "Wait a moment," said Nick. "You will find it all right yet. That check was taken from this book." "See," he said, in a moment, "there are two stubs together Nick pulled the stubs apart, and found the stub he sought. It was stuck to the one in front of it. It was numbered 5 I ,45 I and was the stub from which the check had been torn, but it was blank. Nick made a note of the name on check stub No. $1A50 and. turned to the presi dent. "I have it now," he said. "Who is Ed ward Freeman ?" "Out assistant bookkeeper." 'He drew his salary in the form of a checlC last Saturday, didn't he? I fi'nd his name on stub No. 51,450." "Then he must have done so," said the president. "Now,"" said Nick, 1'let me tell you what happened. Checks No. 51,450 aoo No. 51,-451 were stuck together in tlie book." "I begin to understand," said the president,. excitedly. "Edward Freeman received check No. 51,450, and when it was torn out of the book,


I II check No. 51,451 clung to it, the two stubs also remaining together, so closely together, in fact, that the bookkeeper did not notice the blank stub when he began his work this morning." "It seems so.' "Then," continued Nick, "Edward Free man received besides the check for his salary, a blank check last Saturday-blank check No. 51,451." The president of the trust company sprang to his feet. "I shall order the arrest of Mr. Freeman at once," he said. "'It looks black for him," said the detective, "but perhaps you had better hear his story before placing him in the ha_D.ds of the law." Mr. Wilmot left the room and returned in a short time with the assistant Mr. Freeman know why he has been called in here?" asked the detective. Mr. Wilmot shook his head. Then the detective turned toward the sus pected man. Edward Freeman was young, and muscu lar and hax{dsome, with light brown hair and mustache and frank blue eyes. "He doesn't look like a forger," thought the detective; "Now, Mr. Freeman," began Nick "you received your salary in the form of a check, last night? "Yes, sir." "What did you do with that check?" no use for the money," was the reply, "I kept it. I have it in my pocket at this moment." "Will you let me see it?" '(Certainly." The young man took out a long leather pocket-book as he spoke and opened it. After running thrQllgh several compart ments, he looked up with a shade of anxiety on his handsome face. "I am sure I put it in fiere, he said; "and yet I cannot find it." He turned the contents of the out on. the and the de tect ive aided him in the search. The che-ck was nowhere to be found. "Tell me," said Freeman, "why t am asked these questions.'' "All in good time," said Nick. "Did you examine the check after rec eiving it?" "Certainly not. I just put in in this book and went home." "Did you show it to any one?'' Freeman hesitated. t "I dt'd "Yes,H he sat m a momen ; "\Vho was it?" Again the young man he sitated. my showing it to a person is likely to get that person into trouble," he said, "I de cline to state." "When did you show it?" asaturday pight." you exhibited the check," sa i d Nick, "did you observe anyth i n g about it in regard to thickness or thinnes s ?'' "I remember of hearing the reJ.Ilark that it was drawn on very thick paper/' was-the reply. "Wbo made that remark?" nMiss--" The young man saw that a trap had been set for him in the seemingly innocent ques tjon, and stopped. "You decline to state?" "Yes, sir." "What is the character of the lady to whom you showed the ch_eck ?" was N ick 's next question. The 13,ssistant bookkeeper started-, and an angry flush over his face. "Don't get excited," said Nick, with a smile. "Is' she entirely respectable and abov-e suspicion ?" "Yes, sir."


, ;The detective handed the suspected man the check-book. you see anything peculiar about ?" he asked. Freeman examined the book and handed it back. ; sir," he said. "There is a blank stub in it. The stub next to one representing my check is bl;mk." :"Do you realize what that means?" "Carelessness oo the part of the bookkeeper," was the r:eply. "Anything else?" "No, sir." "Well," said Nick, "when your check was torn out, tfie next blank to it was also torn out. In other words, you received a check for your salary and a check blank." "Well, has that check blank made its ap pearance ?" asked Freeman. "It has." "Then that ends the matter, I suppose," said Freeman. HN ot quite," said the detective. "That blank check was filled in for the sum of eighty thousand dollars and presented at the bank for payment this morn:ing." Freeman turned pale. y God 1" he "You surely -don't suspect me?'' f'You are suspected," said Nkk, coo1ly. perhaps you will tell me who, yourself, handled that check last Saturday night." 'I cannot." "You know what the result of your refusal will be?'', Yes." "And still you refuse?" ''Yes, sir." "You are throwing the only chance you have of proving your innocence," urged Nick. "Think a moment. The blank check may have become detached from your check while in the hands of that other person. In that case she may nave committed -the for gery." "Impossible," groaned the youug-man. "Or," continued Nick, "it may have been lost while you were exhibiting your check.__ In that case any other person may have found it and attempted to use it fraudulently." A gleam of hope shot into the young man's eyes. me where you were when you showeo the check/' said Nick. The look of hope died out. ''I can't do it," said Freeman. "It woul simply amount to telling you the name of the person to whom the check was shown. That person has trouble enough without my add ing to !t." "You ntay call an officer, Mr. Wilmot," said "This will kill my mother," gasped the young man. "Don't blame me if you are taken to prison," said Nick, sternly. "Blame your self." An officer soon arrived, and Freeman was taken from the room. The detective signaled the officer, as he went out, to remain in the 'building with his prisoner until further orders. "Well," said the cashier, "what do you make of it." "It looks rather black for Freeman," said Nitk:, nstill he may be innocent for 3111 that." don't see how you can reach any such conclusion," said the cashier, impatiently. "He takes the loss of his own check too easily -." "In the face of such a calamity as his arrest," said Nick, "he overlooks that. Be sides, payment on it be stopped at the hank." -#'Jt t's t 'd M very s range, sat r. Wilm,


6 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. "that he should refuse to give the name of the person to whom he exhibited the check." "That perS?f1 is his sweetheart," said Nick. "N aturalfy he desires to keep her name out of the case, whether he is innocent or not." "You state that he may be innocent," said the cashier, "and still you place him under arrest." 1'I have formed no theory regarding his guilt or innocence,'> replied Nick. uw ait until I have had a day of the ease, and I can tell you more about it." "Well," said the cashier, uyou will never make be believe him to be an 1nnocent man. Why doesn't he g{ve the name of that per san?" CHAPTER II. THE VISITORS. Before leaving the building Nick went to the room where the officer sat with his prisoner. HWhere do you live? he asked, aQrupt!y, of Freeman. The young man gave a number on Second avenue. "You are unmarried ?" I live there with my mother." Nick turned to-,lhe officer. 11Tell Chief Brennan," he said, "to JH,ace him in a room and to give him every opportunity of communicating with his friends." Then the detective went to his room where he had left Chick. "What is it ?" asked the assistant, lighting .another cigar. urt is a big forgery case," was the reply. "There is a mystery connected with it, too." In a few words Nick explained the case. "Freeman a'cts mighty queerly," said Chick. "What do you make o it?" :'He may have lost the check and the blank one with it," said Nick, 11and again he may have aided in the forgery The first thing is to find out what sort of a man preseqted it at the hotel in Englewood. "I suppose so. And then?" "We must find out wh ere Freem an last Saturday evening." "How?.!' "By his mother. He will undoubted ly send a note to her. That note will ask her to see the who saw the che'ck last Satur..; day night." nundoubtedly." "The note will not give the name or ad dress of that person; for E reeman is too sharp for that. We can, however, find out what we want to K:no'w l1y watching the mother arid her correspond ence." "But she may not know the person. In that the name and add ress will ha ve to be in the note." "If she does not know the person, she will not be asked to see her. Then we must find out in some other way. While I go to Eng1e w6od., you go to police h ea

NICK GARTER "'\V:JITEKLY. 7 "John Roberts, Philadelphia.'' "When did he come here?" /'Last night.-'' "DM he bring any baggage ?" a light valise." "Did he appear to have busin;ss neighborhood, ?" "Nq; he just sat around the hotel." m the ''Is the man he tried to borrow tllOney of in the hotel now ?". The clerk smiled. 1He is out looking for the young fellow," he said. "There will be a first-class scrap if he finds him." "Why?" "Well, the man who had tlie check seems to be much stuck on cards. About one <>'clock he got to drinking heavily a.11d started a game in a "private room. We don't allow gambling here, if we know it, but we can't always catch on to the games." "1 see," said Nick, with a smile. "Well, this man Roberts, or whatever his name is, being a little fo\111, lost heaVily. hen he got hroke he flashed this check and pUt it up for a big never thinking about tps1ng, oi':course." u Arid he lost?" ."Yes. Then the man who had won the 'p;f brovght the check to me and a:sked me to '111.-... find out abdut to get me to take it and advance the Gtoney he-&ad. in it." HSuspicious. eh ?" "It seems so. this man Roberts stood there while he was talking to me, looking scared half to death, and insisting on having the check returned to him. He was pretty sober at that time." "I don't doubt that," said Nick. uwen, I had the check in my hand," con,. tinued the clerk, "and was trying to 'call up the Wilmot Trust Company, in order to find out something about the matter, when the man who had given me the check went into the bar-room a .moment. As soon as he dis appeared,. Robetts1 he called himself, sprang at me suatched the check .from trty hand; arfut of town J.?.id he look like a city man?" HDecidedly so." "Can you show mttthe room t>ccupied '?'' "Certainly." Acco11)panied, by the detectiv.e, the clerk took the elevator to the second floor and en tered a front room. "Why," he said, looking around the place, "it is just as he left it this mot:ni!}g.. The girls must be slow about their wo.rk to-day." "Ah," said Nick, stepping up to the dresser, "the fellow had curly h air,. didft't "_/ he?" ... "Yes; but how tiid ,Y.OU find that out?" "He was was teply. "See, he stood here artartging h)"/:f.Vig. It came down a little too tar on tqe' temRles and he clipped it off. Here. are the pieces." repeat' the clerk, "I never sltould have suspected it. He looked all right." shows that. we have a cunning crim-inal to. deal with, if he did a foolish thing in staking the check," said Nick. "Now, how dark was he ?" uvery dark. I took him for a Spaniard:" "As dark as that?" Nick held up a piece of cloth as he aske

8 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. "One or two," replied Nick,. with a smile. 11The fellow smoked a good many cigars here;" he continlled. "Did he get them in the house?'' "Yes. He down for some quite late last night." "By whom did he send?" "The hall-boy." "Will you call the boy here, please?" The hall-boy was s<;><>n in the room. "Who ordered 'the cigars?" asked Nick. "No. 27's friend," was the reply. ''That is the number of the said the clerk. "The boys go by that in referring to guests of the house." "Had a friend here, did he?" asked Nick. "Yes, sir." "Describe him." "He was a nice-lookin' feller, with light hair and a white face." "Light mustache and blue eyes?'' ''Yes, sir." Nick barely suppressed an exclamation of astbnishrnent. The description was that of Edward Free man. "Did you hear the dark man say anything?" was the next question. "You mean No. 27 ?" asl

NIC.K; CARTER WEEKLY. 9 "'Yes, sir." "Then he probably remained until nearly '-.. ,I should think soY Nick bent over the wash-basin and sniffed j_.;.J HThe girl is right about the drug smell," he "The fellow had iodoform about his person, and got some into the water when he washed his hands.'h "But why sliould he wash his hands here?" asked the clerk. "There was nothing in the room to soil them." ftBecause he aided the young man in put ting on his comple xion," replied the detec tive. "How do you know that?'' "He washed not only his hands, but his replied "and some of his gray hait came out. He was gray, was he not, my girl?" added the detective, turning t

Ill I l h li iJ 10 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. "Yes. He received a check instead of currency." "Did you see the check ?,. "I did not/' "Where did he go that evening?" 'JTo see the girl mentioned in that note, Miss Edith "What is she to him?" "He hopes to make her his wife." "What time

NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 11 as well make a couple of arrests and go home. 1'his is the man who preserite<;l the check for said Mrs. Freeman, Hwill you tell me about the against my son, and ex plain why you have asked these questions?" ((Certairtly.," said and he told her the whole story of the scene in the office, saying nothing of the Englewood incident. will find my son's check in tlie .Maplew -ood said Mrs. Freeman, after listening. to the recital, will 'a,lso find the forger there. I am sure my son had nothjng to do with it." Nick very wisely said nothing regarffing Edward's visit to the man at the Englewood hotel. It looked blacket than .ever for the young man, and the was heartily sorry for the gray-haired mother, who repos ed. such confi'dence in her boy. It looked very like a scheme between the three men, though why Edward should be .,.,mixed up in such an affair with his rival was more than Nick could understand. "I'd like to know," thought Nick, as he left the house, "who the ckeck at the bank this morning if Edwat:_d was at his desk a-nd the doctor and Jasper Malloy. were both in, room 27 at the Englewood hotel ? I must think that out." The woman had given him the street and :"flumber of the Maplewood Cottage, and he decided to go tkere at once. He met Chick after leaving the house, to a of the Freemans, and the two detectives cr-ossed to the West Side. CHAPTER III. A FAIR POISONER. The Harlan cottage hood some distance north of Fullerton avenue, in Maplewood, :,a pretty suburb of Chicago. It was surrounded by an acre or more of inclosed grounds, which were thickly studded with tres and shrubs The cottage itself was an old-fashioned structure, with wings and additions out in every direction. In the rear was a large conservatory connecting with the cottage. It was at least three hundred feet from any house, the grounds across the street bemg unoccupie'd Nick, when they reached the place, ''yQU hang on the outside, while I see what "I can learn by going in.',. "Are you going to arrest the doctor?" asked ChicK. "He's one .of the ,rnen we want, sure." "That depends on circumstances," was the reply. It was now about seven o'clock, and conse quently dark, so CDick had no difficulty in cQficealing himself near the cottage. Nick walked up the path leading to the front door, and rang the bell. 1n a moment the door was opened by a handsome, stylishly dressed young laqy, who seemed to be annoyed at finding a stranger on the porch. "I am looking for-Miss Edith Harlan," said the detective, wondefing if the woman before him was the one who had captured the affections of the assistant "What do yo(l want of .her?" asked the woman, or girl, rathen, for she was not more than eighteen. "I come 1rom Mr. Edward Freeman," re plied the detective, "and I wish to see Miss Harlan alone." A sudden e?Cpress!on of interest came into the girl's face. "_Come in," she said, with a smile which seemed to the detective to be forced, '"'I am Edith Harlan." Nick followed the handsome girl into a


12 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. plainly furnished parldr, and was handed a chair. "First/' said the detective, 'is your father in the houst!? If so, I prefer to talk in his presence." "A moment ago," said the girl, "you stated that you wished to see me alone." "Well," replied Nick, "at thal: time I did not know that I was addressing Miss Har lan." "My father is not here," said girl. "I am alone in the house with the servants/' The gid was beautiful, beyond all question, still Nick did not like her looks. "She is sharp as a steel=-trap," he thought, "but her face is far from being an innocent one. Welt, Edward Freeman is not the first young mah who has been led intO crime by a handsome, treacherous woman. "In that case," said Nick, in reply tO' the ... girl, "I must do my business with you alone." "Proceed, please.'' Thus far Nick had not encountered a single obstacle in the case. In fact., the case now seemed to be an unimportant one, and he was in a hurry to c_lose it. he fnade a bold beginning in addressing himself to the girl. He pursued the same course that Edward Freeman himself would have pursued, had he been present in penon, and firm in the resolve taken at the trust company's office-the re solve to keep the girl he, loved out of the case, at whatever cost to himself. "Mr. Freeman," he began, "exhibited a checK: here last Saturday night. That check has now disappeared." The statement was half a question, for Nick wanted to see what tbe girl would say, but she remained silent., "He now desiress" continued Nick, "that you forget the circumstance entirely, and that you talk with no one O!J the subject." Still no answer. "Complications may arise because of hi$ action on Saturday night;'' Nick went whatever takes place, he desires eo be kept entirely above susp icion." "Above suspicion/' repea ted the girL "That is a strange expression to use to mC:'' "You recall the cir<;umst ance to w hich I allude?" asked Nick. The girl did not reply. The detective was not very rapidly. "The check will be asked for," continued Nick; "but he relies upon you to remain silent." Tlien the woman openoo her lip6, not to make reply-; but to a-sk a q uestion. you a detective?" she dema ntle!l. For a moment Nick was at a loss for an answer. He was afraid he had already said toCJ much. HThat iS neither here nor there," he finally said. "Mr. Freeman wants to protect you at all hazards." replying, the girl a rose, and walked toward the doo.r. "Excuse me a moment," she said. "I have overlooked a slight matter of detai1 in the and must attend to it at once." "That girl," .... thought Nick, '1is about as sharp a female as I ever ran across. I haven't made a single point yet himself alone in the room he arose and looked. keenly about. At one end of the apartment was a large and he at once approached it .. The wpting-table was down, and Nick hastily gathered up the sheets of paper with which it was littered. 1.\fany of them bore very copies of the signature of the president of the Wilmot Trust Company. "Whatever the girl may say now," thought Nick, "this settles the forgery matter."


NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 13 He had barely time to plac the papers in his pocket, and move away from the desk, when the girl re-entered the room. "You asked for father a moment ago," she +id. "He has just come in, and will see you in his--stu? y Nick arose and followed the girl from the room. After passing through two connecting rooms, h e was shown into an apartment at the rear of the house. Through a glass door to the south he couid see into the conservatory he had observed be f-ore ente r i n g the cottage. The room was long and narrow, the walls being lined w ith shelves and cupboards. The w indows were protected by heavy iron shutte rs w hich were now closed. "Fathett store s his treasures here," said the girl, with a faint smile, "so you need not wonder a t finding it more like a prison than a room in a respectable house." \Vith the girl leading the way, Nick passed through the room, and entered a small, bare, closet-like apartment opening from it. The furniture of the place consisted of a small t ab le and two old wooden-bottom chairs. "Why, said the girl, drawing back, "father is not here. He must have stepped out for a moment. Be seated; please. He will doubtless return at once." The detective seated himself in one of the ch a i r s and the girl went away, leaving the door opening intQ the next room ajar, but c ] osing the one leading from that apartment into the main part of the cottage. Nick arose and stepped out into the larger room. The shelves were piled high with the bones o_f animals, and here and there a skeleton leaned against the. walls. He opened cupboard after cupboard. They all contained human skeletons. Then the detective recalled the words of the assistant bookkeepet1s mother. is a crank on the subject of dissection and anatomy." The of the skeletons was too ghastly for Nick to regard with any degree of com posure, and he soon returned to the little den where he was to await the arrival of the doctor. The doset--for it was little better-had no windows and the ceiling was very low almost within reach of his hand. Ile rapped softly on the walls with his knuckles, and they gave a hollow, me tallic sound. I t is a queer place," thought Nick. "I wonder what the doctor uses it for?" Just then the door connecting with the outer apartment closed without any visible agency. Then the detec !ive began to realize that he had walked into a trap. "'How cool!!_ Miss Edith Harlan carried out her part of the scheme," he thought. "'What an actress that g_icl would make. Freeman would betteT go to prisonfor a few years tha'll be tied to her for his w hole life. Now, I wonder how I am to get out of here?" It was a great relief to know that Chick was not very far a?Vay. Nick examined the door, and found that it was fastened, there being no key-hole on the inner side. The casings were padded with rubber, thus making the closet practically air tight., While Nick puzzled over the matter, he re called the interesting details of a newspaper clipping he had recently read. The article described a place similar to the one in which he now found himself. In fact, the doctor's -doset might have been con structed. on the plans laid down in the article so complete an imitation was it of the one written of.


16 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. The closet, the article stated, was used by a very humane anatomist, for the purpose of destr.oyjng animals of the larger sort doomed for dissection. The animals were placed in a closet, ac cording to the clipping, and all outer air shut Then he liearti the sound of breaking in direction of the conser vatory, felt a gush of fresh air,Oand all was blank. .r CHAPTER IV. THE DOCTOR'S SHOES. oul:. Then a destroying gas was forced into the place by means of protecttd openings in Wh.en Nick Carter regained consciousness thf' walls. he was' in bed at the Palmer House. It was that the creatures died with-At first could not remember what l)ad out pain, and, what was more to the purpose happened, and then smiled as he saw a physi.;. -trom a scientific standpoint-without mucian over him with a look of on his tiiation or loss of blood. face. The character of the poisonous gas had not "Wcat is it?" he asked. been described. At the sound of his voiee Chick arose from "Nitrogen," thought Nick, "might be made a ehair and approached the bed. by placing heated copper filings inside of "You had a mighty close call," said the tubes conveying common air into the rooriJ. assistant. the cop{>'er filings absorbing tJte oxygen in "Yes," said the physician, "for hours we the air. could not tell whether you would or die." "In that case, however, nitrQgen would "That gas is enough to kill any one," said carry the odor of carbOlic acid gas, which ChicK. "I got a pretty good sniff of it myonly be removed by forcing the nitr()gen through a solution of potash. Then the scene at the Harlan cottage came "This' the poisonerswoul!i not take the back to the mind of the. detective. pains to do, so, if I am to die by nitrogen, 1 "l-IO\i did you get in there I" asked Nick, shall be warned by the carbqlie smell. grasping Chick by the hand. "The scheme may be all right far small "I broke through the conservatory," was animals, but I do not believe enough poison the reply. can be force<1 into this rpom in any such ''But the door?" way to take the life of a healthy man." ''It was bolted on the outside," replied The detective watched patiently for some Ci_lick. "There no lode I guess the indications of carbolic acid gas. doctor never had anything larger than a dog Presently he felt a sense of suffocation, and in there before night before last." then he detected the odor he feared. "Night before last?'' r.epeated Nick, in Then the flame of the lamp on the table amazement. long I been lying grew ditll, and died out. I Nick cried out with all his strength1 hoping to attract the attention of his assistant, who could not be very far away. His unimportant case had devetbped into a desperate one. Gasping for breath, he reeled about, finally falling by the door. here?" Otick looked at his water, and saw that it was nine o'clock. "Just about forty-eight hD'o/s/' he said. The physician put on his 'hat, and turned toward the door. is useless for me fo warn my patient against exerting himself," he said, "for he


NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 15 will talk. You must keep him as quiet as \ possible, however." "Now," said Nick, anxiously, as the physi disappeared, "tell me about it. How does the case "Well," began the assistant, "I was standing in the rear of the conservatory when you passed into the death-trap. "I s aw the girl-remarkably handsome girl, too--go away and leave you, and then I saw the door close. I was just making up my mind to get to you in some way, when I heard a fain t call." uFaint," said Nick, "I used all my strength." uw ell, the doors deadened the sound of your voice, There was no one in sight, and I bolted through the glass window of the conservatory opened the doot, and dragged you out." "And had a battle with the inmates of the 4:ottage," added Nick. "No," was the reply. "No one appeared. The girl and servants must have been in a distant part of the house." "Pr ob abl y, suggested Nick. "They may not be us ed to scenes of murder." ('You lay like a log in my arms, and you aren't a remarkably light man,u resumed Chick, "so I laid you down back of the gar de n f ence to rest a While there I saw lights in the and heard the girl' s voice HAll she said was that her prisoner had opened the door in some way, and escaped by shattering the conservatory windows." 4T-o whom Was she speaking-the doctor?" "No, to a giant of a fellow, seemed to be a servant of some sort. I reckon he is the doctor's assistant." HThey never suspected that I had had help from the outside?" "No/' "That is excellent. What next?'' "I g()t you here, called the physician, and went back to the cottage as fast as a good horse could carry me." "That's right, my boy," said Nick, heartily, Hnever neglect business. Work comes first, sick people second:" "When I reached the place, I found the girl and the giant trying to l'epair the damage I had done to the conservatory. I hustled back to a glazier's shop, found the fellow asleep in his place of business, got what I wanted by paying a good price for it, and hastened back to the cottage." "That's pure luck," said Nick. "Hardly," repHed Chick. "I have been in Maplewood before, and I knew right where to find a glazier asleep, half drunk, in his shop. I occupied that shop one night while working a case, and the glazier was drunk all night. Well, they still trying to repair the damage I had done when I got back, and I walked right up to them. "I said it was a wonder they wouldn't give an honest, hard-working man a job fixing the windows, and they looked at me mighty sus piciously, I can tell you. "They wanted to know who I was and what I was doing at that time of night, and I said my name was Jones, and that I worked for the glazier of whom I had pro <:ured my outfit. Then I added that I had been in the outskirts doing a job, and was just getting h-ome when I heard them the glass in the conservatory.71 "You are imprpving as a good, all-round prevaricator," said Nick. "I think it must be because of the company I keep," said with a wink. "Well, after some J ewing, they employed me to do the job. "I asked them how the glass g-ot broken, and they said a dog jumped through it, which was not very complimentary to me." "Go on."


10 NICH CARrJ:ER WEEKLY "Well, sir," resumed Chick, "do you know that job kept me there most of. the night?" '(Until the doctor got home, I suppose," said Nick. "Exactly. You see, they wanted it done just so, because it was a chilly night, and they. were afraid their plants would-be in jured by the frost. I got it most done once, but the doctor was riot there yet, so I tumbled through a pane and had to do it all over again." Nick laughed heartily. "The giant swore at me, anti offered to punch my head on the most liberal terms," continued Chick ; "but I kept my temper. At last I got sight of the doctor, and he was a sight." "Iq what way ?" "His clothing was tom, and he was mud from one end to the other. And his shoes! You ought to have seen those shoes They were loaded down with earth-not the kind of earth you see on the surface, but the kind that comes from deep in the ground." "What do you make of that P asked Nick, with a slight smile. "I will answer your questi"on by asking one," replied the assistant. "What did you find in the closets opening from the doctor's private room? Looking through the glass of the conservatory, J saw you examining them" "Human skeletons," replied Nick, briefly. "Well," continued Chick, "how the doctor Q_tocure his skeletoijs? By taking dead men and women from therr graves. He must have been at it that night, and so got his clothes in a muss." "You are undoubtedly right," said Nick. "Besides being a forger and a manipulator of disguises, our student of anatomy is a rtsur rectionist, a grave robber." "Yes," said Chicl5, "and the wofuan you met at his cottage-the fair young creature who doubtless led Edward to his ruin-is a murderess. You are supposed to be dead now." "They are a bad lot," replied Nick. "Di4 the doctor bring a body home with him "Yes." Nick started. "Did yoa see he asked. "No." Then how do you know he brought one home .?'' "I heard him tell the giant to put something into theo pickling vat," was the reply. "What do they usually put into the pickling vat?" "Bocfies for dissection, of course." '"'Then that settles it/' said Chick. "We'll eaten the old man at his tricks before we get done with him." "But all this," said Nick, "does not explain how the doctor got his clothes torn, {'I can't understand that myself," was the reply. "He might have been discovered, and had a fight with the watchman at the ceme tery." "In that case,' said J'he would not have got off with the body, and, again, the papers would have been full of the affair. This robbing of graves is something the pu1r lie will not stand, and the papers always kick up a big row over it." "Well," said Chick, uwe'll have to find out about the clothes when you get out again." "What has become of the doctor?" asked Nick, after a short silence. "He's hanging about as if nothing had hap-"That shows that he was not attacked by watchmen in the cemetery that night.:' said Nick; "still he must have had a hand-to-hand fight with some one.. If he had fought the watchmen, he would be lying low now." '.


NICK cARTER WEEKLY'" 17 "Judging from his appearance, he fought some one hard.'' There's a nother thing," continued Nfck, ''and that is this : Why are the people at the cot tage so regarding the whereabouts and the probable action of the man th ey tried to murder there!" "I have been thinking about that," replied Chick, "and I have made up my mind that fhey believe you to be dead-that yon died i rom t'he effects of the poisonous gas after "When and where was he last seen? asked Nick, lying down again. "He went out with Harlan the night you were at the cottage." "Well, did he return with him? "No." "Go on. I see by your face that there is more to _tell." left the cottage together," resumed Chkk; "but did not stay together long. Jasper was seen at a road house alone in an you made your escape." hour's time." "That i.s probably the correct solution of "At a road house?." asked Nick. "Which the matter," said Nick. "Besides being a bad lot, they are a l so a bold lot, and willing to take wide ." 4'! should say so. still," mus ed the detective, "from dleir standpoint, they: do not appear to be ri sking m.uch by liv ing in the old place as if no thing had h appened." 11How so?" "First, they believe they succeeded in kill ing the man who found his way into the h ouse, and talked about the missing check." "Yes, we will admit that, from their stand po int have nothing_ to fear from him." "Second, t h e doctor got away with the bo dy without detection, aBd got it home." then, what have they to fear? You must reme mber that the forgery case has not Jet a ttracte d their attention to any alarming there is Jasper Malloy." J'What about him? We must pick him up at once.,.,. "He has disappeared." .The detective came very near springing from the bed in his momentary exdtement. ''Yes," continued Chick, "he has peared." way from the city?" "In the direction of the cemetery." "Ah !'1 "The young man was drinking heavily there, and playing cards, but did not remain very long. From that time to this I have not been able to find hide or hair of the fellow." Nick spent several moments in a brown study "Do you think he has taken alarm and run away ?" asked Chick. "No. Why should he run away? He knows nothing of what has been discovered in the forgery matter. He knows that Free man is under arrest, and that is about all he does know. He doesn't suspect that we tracked him to Englewood." "I can't understand it," said Chick. "The job was P.Ut up to stick Freeman," said Nick, "and so the other conspirators are not alarmed at his arrest. They mean, for some reason, to have him convicted." uFreeman might peach." "They think to outswear him, if he does. No, there is no reason why Jasper Malloy should run away." c'He may have met with foul play," sug gested Chick. Nick smiled, but said nothing. "Speaking of Freeman," said Chick, after

PAGE 20 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. / a pause, "brings us back to first principles. The young man still declares his innocence." 11 Have you seen his 11No.'' 11 She may be able to give us some points." 61Especially regarding the Harlans," added Chick. "You had better go there at once," said Nick. "It is late, and she may not receive me," said the assistant, looking at his watch. HYes, she will," replied Nick. "She will talk with any one who has a hand in the case against her son." "Then I had better go at Of\ie." and find out if Mrs. Freeman has been to the Harlan cottage, and, if so, what she sa.w and heard there." Chick hastened away, and was gooe a long time. When he he evinced considera ble excitement. "What is it?" asked Nick, regarding the flushed face of his usually calm f!Ssistant with a smile. "Mrs. Freeman fo:llowed us to the Harlan cottage on the night you got trapped." "Followed us?'' ''I don't mean that she us," e-x plained Chick. "I mean that got there about as soon as we did. was met at the door t>y the girl, who provided you with such snug quarters.H "You mean Edith Harlan." Again the face of the assistant flushed with excitement. "The girl you saw," he said, 11is not the Harlan we have imagined her to be." 11Who is she?" demanded Nick. announced herself to Mrs. Freeman as Edith Harlan, not the adopted daughter, but the wife of the doctor." "His wife? How long has she been in the house?" "Only a few days." "Well, if the woman where is the daughter?" I saw is the w ife, "She has left the cottage." "What do they say about het ?" 11The woman refused to account for her alr sence." "That is very strange/' Hit may be," suggested Chick, "that she has eloped with Jasper Malloy." "Pshaw! Jasper is the favorite. If she has gone away on his accourtt it was to get rid of him. This opens up a new phase of the case." -"You think the girl favors Freeman in this case,." ''She probably does. At any rate, she seems to know too much to suit the villainous doctor and the woman who calls herself his wife." "Then she may have been murdered by the conspirators," said Chick, with a shudder. "No," replied Nick, "Jasper wants to make her his wife. He would not consent to such a thing. I believe he is helping to get Free man out of the way because the girl lb-ves him." I(But Jasper has also disappeared." uWell, they may both have been mur dered," said Nick, "although I can't un.der stalld why the doctor should want him out of the way." CHAPTER V. THE MAN IN THE CARRIAGE. The next morning the detective was able to work on the case, althoqgh he still felt the effects of his experience in the doctor's death-trap. He first paid a visit to Edward Freeman, whom he found looking pale and disheart ened. He had already been informed by his


' NICK CARTER WEEKLY. ].9 '()f the of Edith Har Tan. said Nick; "perhaps }'QU will tell me you should have told me at the trust company's office last Monday." "I have nothing to tell," was the dejected ,eply "Not even the name of the t0 :Whom you exhibited the check?" Freeman shook his head. ''Well," said the detective I have fortu natel y been able to discover that much. You sho wed the check t o Miss Edith Harlan, at her ad opted father' s in Maple wood." "-I d-on't understan how you learned that," said Freeman! "Did she return the check?" think she did." f4Then how c0mes it that you did not have it iri 1our possession on Monday?' "I don1t know." Did she take the check into her hand ?' Certainly. She retained possession of it for so m e moments." Where were you at the time?'' rin the p a r lor.." "Were you near the writing-desk at the time?'' The young man seemed surprised at the dete c ive's e v ident of the parlor and its furniture :"Yes," he answered, uwe were near the writi ng-desk at the time." "\Vho else was present?' "No one .. "Who was in the house?" "No one save the doctor and the servants." "Did you remain in that one room the time you were in t.he house that night?" "N o; we went to the conservatory." 'lBefore or after 1ou exhibited the check?'' "After. I do not remember of seeing the dleck after we returned to the parlor." Nick drew from his pocket one of the sheets of paper taken from the writing-desk. Freeman turned pale when he saw what the sheet contained. "Whose writing is that?" asked Nick. "It seems to be that of. Doctor Harlan." "It is not your own?" "No; it is not mine." It certainly did not resemble,the handwriting of the assistant book-keeper. ''Then," said Nick, "the forgery must have been committed by Doctor Harlan." "It does not seem possible." "Are you certain," asked Nick, "that, when you went into the conservatory, you did not leave the check on the wrlUrrg-desk?." "I do not think I did." ""Yet the doctor secured possession of it, removed the blank, and copied the signatures:" "There must be some mistake about it. I do not believe he would do such a tbing. Why, it would be sure to get me into trouble." "Granted, but then the doctor is not in clined to favor your as I understand it." "No, he does not. He wants Edith to marry M alloy, for financial reasons." "Now," said the d;tective, putting the pa .. per back into his pocket, were you last Sunday night?" "I decline to state." "You are not helping your case by the course you are pursuing," said Nick, ':for I know where you went that night." Freeman turned paler than but re mained silent. "You continued "at a hotel in Englewood, in company with Mal loy. Is that ''Yes." "What were you doing there?" Freeman shook his bead. "I can't tell you," he said.


20 NICK. CARTER WEEKLY. "Do you know what sort of a man Doctor Harlan is?" asked Nick. "I am afraid he is a crank on the subject of anatomy." "He is all of that, and more, tqo," said Nick, witp a smile. "Do you know that he was at the Englewood Hotel on Monday morning?" "No; what was he there for ?'" "He went there to hold the room while Malloy presented the check at the bank for payment." "This is all news to me.: "Tell 01e why you went to the hotef that night?" "I cannot do it." "See whete your refusal leaves you," urged the detective. "The blank check is traced to you. Traces of the actual forgery are dis covered in the house where you admit hav in'g the check. The next night you are seen in an unusual place with the man who pre sented the check for paymeJ.1.t. The check from which the false paper was copied, which ought to be in your possession, cannot be found. Gh, we have a clear case against YOl) !" "And yet I am innocent. If you are sure that Jasper Malloy presented the forged paper for paymtmt, why dorrt you arrest him?" "All in good time," said NiCk. .'I never close .in until the is fairly trapped," "And yet arrested me." "That was a matter of necessity. No other course would satisfied the trust com pany and the bank." "Well, you oughf to arrest Malloy and Doctor Harlan without They are li able to disappear at any moment." "Are you aware," asked the detective, "th'at Doctor Harlan is a grave robber?" "I have suspected it." "Does Edith know?" "She never mentioned the matter to but I think she does." "Is that why she went away?" "She has not gone away," said the prts-: oner. "Something dreadful has happened to her." The young man sprang to his feet as he spoke. "If I had my freedom," he sa !d, "I'd choke the truth out of that devil of a do ctor." "Who is the new Edith Harlan?" asked Nick. "I don't know. I never even heard of her until my mother came here the other day. I think, llowevev, that she is the daughter of the doctor's helper." Satisfied that he .could learn nothing frO'tn Freeman, Nick left him and joined his assist ant. "The young man may b e the victim of a conspiracy," he said Chick; "b.ut he acts strangely. I should be-inclined to favor him, if he would tell me the truth about that meeting at the En. glewoqd Hotel." "He is either gt.U.lty," replied Chick, "or he is still trying to protect the girl in some way. Where "To the road house on the way to the cemetery." "To t-race Malloy? And to arrest Him at once?" Who him the .re?, "A young nian who lives ne'ar the Mal loy on Dayton "Have )ou looked up the Malloy fa:mily ?" uy es; there are only two members of it -Jasper and his old father. The old gentle man, who was quite wealthy, is said to be lieve in Jasper. In .fact, he has already deeded him most of his property." "And h as prob'ably squandered it --gambled it away." The detectives were soon at the road


NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 21 !Jouse, a dilapidated structure with a shady reput ation. !fhe bartender remembered seeing Jasper there, although he did not know him by name. "Was he alone?'' asked Nick. "Yes. "Did he ctlll fot: a room?'' ui don't know.. You'll have to ask the dcrk about that." The clerk was soon found. es,11 he said, uthe fellow had a roam here and a nice mess he made of it." "May we see the room?" asked Nick. The r epli(;d in the affirmative, and sum mon ed a muscular woman who acted as cham bertnaid. After ascending' a flight of stairs, the de tectives were shown into a small room open ing toward the rear of the house. uHe must have had the jim-jams," said the l\VOman, "for he broke the furniture and tore around like a madman." At that moment another woman, passing thro ugh the hall, paused in front of the open door of the room and looked in. "They had a scrap in there," she said, -\vith a wink and a curl of her coarse lips. "They?" repeated the chambermaid. "What do you mean by saying they? There was only one man in the room." '"'h, yes. there was!" replied the other, adva ncing into the room. "A dark-looking fellow, with gray hair, followed the young man into the rool11:1 add they had a here, just as I told you." "This is becoming interesting," thought Nick. For the second time in the history of the case the two conspirators had been traced to a room which only one of them was sup posed to occupy. "What did you find in the room after they went out?'' asked the oetective, turning to the chambermaid. "Oh, just a lot of" torn papers," was the reply. "What did you do-with them?'-' The woman pointed to a waste-paper bas ket, and went on with her work. Nick closed the door of the rool'n, and dumped the contents of the basket on the table. Then both detectives set to work with a will. Soon the scraps of pap_er lay in a little heap on one comer of the table. There were not very many of them. The whole pi!e was not enough to constitute one-. half of a legal blank, which the priu.ted fonn seemed to represent. Nick worked cautiously over the papers for a long time, then placed them in his pocket-book. "Well?" said Chick, who had ina de nothing whattWer of the mess of ragged-edged scraps. "It is plain," began Niek, "that the doctor came here for some purpose Qf his own, probably on his way to the cemetery, and found the young man here. "Jasper got full enough to go to bed, and came to this room. Harlan followed him; and began urging him to complete some sort of business they had between them. "Tliat business involved the transfer of deeds. These scraps represent title deeds, running to some unknown party, and signed by Jasper Malloy." "Ah! I begin to understand now how the doctor got his clothes torn that night," said Chick. "Don't be in a hurry," said Nick, with a most exasperating smile. "The damage to the doctor's garments was not all done here." "Go on," said Chick, impatiently. "The two men talked themselves into a


22 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. rage," resumed Nick, "and Jasper tore his name from deeds, which were probably drawn in favor of Doctor Harlan." "So that is what they fought about? when rogpes fall out, h9nest men may come I by their own.'' "I can't understand why Jasper should be givjag Harlan deeds to real e state," continued Nick; ubut it was probably on account of the aughter. At any rate, they fought, and that is all we know a bout it at present:" "H arlan may have some hold on Jasper," suggested Chick. "In that case f rel)liOO Nkk. "the deeds would not have be e h before the doctoes eyes. Nrth lCX?king up, it seems me." "Right you are," said Nick. "We wilt look it up at once, for what we desire to know just pow is, what has become of Jasper Malloy?'' The ..detectives went at once to the barn, where they interviewed the stable-boy. He knew J by sight, for he had been. there befQre, but he did not know his Qanie. "Yes," he said, in answer to a questioi,t, "'the man y,ou describe came here alone and went away alone." way did::be go! asked Nick. rrhe stable--boy did not remember. on," said a stepping up, "I saw the man you speak of when he went away. He drove out to the gate, turned his team over to a fellow who had been trying to get him to go home, and walked off to WQrd the cemetery." Niok clutched his assistant by the arm. "I thought so," Chick heard him mutter. "Did you see him when he came back?" asked NiCk. "Yes." "Was he walking?'! "No, sir; he was riding in a with another man." "Did they stop here ?Jt "No; it was late at night, and I was out in the toad with a lantern helping a drunken woman into a hack and they came driving along. That is how I came to see them." "Do you kriow the man he was with?'' 1' He was all muffied up." "Did either of the men speak to you?" "No; the young man was stiff drunk. He just sat back in the corner of the carriage and uMight it not have been some other man you saw in the carriage?" "If it was some other m'an, he had on the young fellow's coat and hat, and the sta ble-bo:f, who was looking in at the back wfu-: dow of the carriage, thought he recognized his evil face." "They were driving toward the city?., "Yes, sir." ri'he detectives turned away without an other word. "You remember what Harlan took h'o:me that night?" asked as they drove back "Yes; he took home a human body_:_just from the grave. How, then, cqul

NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 23 plac ed in the va t that was the body of Jasper M alloy ?" Nic k smiled. "I don't think anything about it," he said: "It remains for us to ascertain the fact." "Why should Harlan murder Malloy?" ''He may have threatened the doctor with exp osur e I imagine that Doctor Harlan has led a very b ad fife. {'But Malloy was equally guilty, so far as the forgery case is concerned." N ick; "but suppose the doc tor to have been guilty of murder. The for gery case might send Malloy over the road for a few years. A revealed murder .would send the doctor to the gallows." "Well," said Chi ck, drawing a long breath, "our little forgery case is developing in great shap e." "It seems so, and the check we started out to find is still missin g Hit ma y have been destroyed." "Hardly The fight at the road house may have been for t h e possession of that very bit of paper the deeds being brought in later, lfter the quarrel was well under way. I won der who has it now?" "Then you think we shall find the check?" uy have not the least doubt of it." It was afternoon when the detectives teached the Harlan cottage. The woman who had announced herself as the doctor's wife was just driving away. She glanced carelessly at the twG rough l ookin g men, as they turned in at the gate and motioned to the driver of the carriage to hasten away. !he two detectives walked up to the door and rang the bell. In a moment the muscular helper stood before them with a sneer on his evil face. '!-What do you want?" he demanded. "Why d:.-1' J>Ull t you go to the rear entrance?'' "'\Ve've got somethin' to sell/' said Nick, with a wink. "Then," said the giant, the sneer changing to a scowl, "you'd better go to some one what wants to buy." He attempted to close tlie door as he spoke, but Chick tlirew his shoulder against it and prevented his doing so. "You wasn't behind the door when they gave out gall," said the giant. "Get away from here, or it will be the worse for you." "Look here," said Nick_, "we done busi ness wid de doctor w' en de people around here wasn't so mighty fresh. You send for de doctor, dat's wot you do." The giant hesitated. He knew that his master occasionally bodies of just such men as the de tectives appeared to f;>e, and he did not dare send them away without knowing more about thefr business. He stepped away from the door, and al lowed the detectives to enter the little hall way. ou wait here," he said, "an' I'll go and call the doctor-that is, if he is at As the fellow disappeared, the door through which he passed closed with a sharp dick. Nick cautiously turned the handle, and frufnd it locked. "They don't take chances here," he said, with a smile. In a moment, however, the door opened again, and Doctor Harlan stood looking out at them. "Well," he said, with a smile, "what do you want?'' "We want," said Nick, "to see you on de same old business." "What business?" Nick glanced around with seeming sus picion. "I don't know nothin' about talkin' busi-


24 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. nesS in a place liRe dis/' he said. -"You fake us crown where de bones "is,. an' we'll open up." The doctor hesitated. "I don't remember you," he said. Nick started away, in seeming anger. "You're too gay," he said. "We done some diggin' on own hook las' night an' thought you might want we founcf, but, if you it's all right:'' "Hold on," said the doctor. "If you have a specimen, I shall be glad to talk with you. Step iniide, please." Before the detectives could accept the in vitation-, however, the helper drew his' master aside and whispered something to him. 'Harlan nodded, and turned back to the de tectives. "As y-ou know," he said, ttmy study is small, so only one can come at a time. The other may remain here with Ira." "All right," said Nick. "I'll leave me chum here. If dere' s any m onkey it won't go good. See?" The doctor stepped away, closely followed by the detective, and Chick was shown into a small reception-room. The helper seated himself in the same apartment, and the two men sat _facing each other for some mom ents, each seemingly ob livious of the presence of the other. Presently there came from the direction of the rear of the the sound of h.urry' ing footsteps. Ira sprang to his feet. and moved toward the door. Then he paused a moment, and looked resolutely at the detective. He was not quite willing to leave him there alone. The next instant a scuffle was heard. ThetYcame a scream and a fall. Chick arose, and advanced toward the door. The giant motioned him back. -"The doctor has an insane woman in charge," he said, "an' I suppose she's raisin' the devil ag'in." He opened the door a little wider as he spoke, b-e_ing careful to stand so that his massive body obstructed the view of the detec tive. Just then the clear, t_harp tones of a wom an's angry voice reached Chick's ears. "rll have you chained and whipped, if you don"t behave yourself," the voice said. Ira opened the door and darted through, closing it after him. In a moment Chick stood with his hand on the knob. The door was locked, but that delayed him only an instant. Inserting his pick-lock, he soon heard the bolt shoot back, and then the door opened. Chick found himself in the sitting-room of the cottage. From the back of the house came the sound of sobbing, and he hastened in that direction. "Get the whip! She always cuts up when people are Get the whip, I say!" The voice was that of the giant helper. Chick opened the door at the re'al' of the sitting-rQom, and found himself looking down a narrow passage leading to the con which he had such good reason to remember. "Let me alone," said another voice.__a sin-. gularly sweet V!lice, the detective thought "or I will call the police." "Go back to your room, and keep sti!l.." Again Ira was the speaker. "Why am I kept in my room?" asked the voice, which had rnade such an impression on the detective. "I have some rights in this liottse. Why is that women here? Send her away."


.. NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 2ts (;hick heard the sound of a blow, and then all was quiet. He along the passage, and stood at the entrance to the conservatory. There was no one in sight. The con s ervatory was empty, so far as human life w&.s concerned. Then Chick heard a noise like the slam pling of a trap-door. In a moment the heavy steps of the giant were beard approaching the place where the detec tive stood. Chick cautiously retraced his steps, and !When Ira entered the reception-room he found the detective just where he had left him. did you go out there for?" de manded the giant. "Out where?" "Out there in the conservatory. Oh, you a-eedn't say you didn't, for I heard your foot steps on tlie floor, over my head." So the cries had come from the basement. That was just wh'at Chick wanted to know. ui thought I might be of some use," he said. "It ain't a good job to handle mad women alone." The giant glanced at Chick suspiciously. !ty ou'd look out where you go and What do in this house," he said. "We don't stand no foolishness here." "Oh, come off,'' said Chick. "You ain't half so tough as you look. I ain't afraid of 1.ou. I. could sell you all over de rQad." The giant sprang forward with an oath. It was evident tha:t he intended to punish t.he seeming tough there and then. :Chick -threw himself into position, but at instant the voice of the doctor was heard in ;he adjoining room. "Ira!" The tone was loud and imperative, and the giant dropped his hu ,ge fists to his side, and hastened to the door. "I'll attend to you directly," he said, looking back with a scowl on his face. He closed the door behind him, and the detective again heard the sharp dink of the lock The doctor evidently was much excited, for his voice rang out so that the listening detective had no difficulty in hearing what was being said. 4'Where's that other tough?" he demanded. "Where you left him," was the sullen reply. \ "Well," said the doctor, "the one who went to the surgery with me has given me the slip." giant's reply was an oath. "When we got to the operating room," continued the doctor, "I left him. standing there for a moment while I went into the conservatory, arld when I returned he was not there." "Where did he go, then?" demanded the giant. "He didn't pass out by the front door." "He must have gone into the vat room in the basement," replied the doctor, "for I went there at once, and found that the cover of the vat had been removed." ChiCk heard the giant laughing grimly. "He didn't take the body away, did he?" giant said, in a moment. "It a pi* of carelessness to let him get there." "No, the body is all right," was the re ply. ''You had better send the other fel low away, and come down and help look him up." Chick started for the front entrance. "Nick secured the information he wanted," he thought; "but I don't understand why he left the place so suddenly." With his hand on the knob of the door_,


26 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. Chick pau sed again, attracted by the doctor's replied Nick. "We must get out to the cernvoice. "I that worthy was saying, "that the fellow came here to try and identify the body in the vat. We must not allow him to leave the house." "He's out before this time," said the giant. "Now," thought Chick, softly opening the door and stepping out on the porch, "I won der if the tacket wid the girl had anything to do with Nick's sudden departure?" The detective was hardly off the porch, when the street door opened and the giant and the doctor appeared in view. "Come back here,'' said the latter. "Your chum wants you to help him." "I don't wait no longer in that place," said Chick. "Oat bully of yours tried to put a head on me )ust now." The giant started down the walk on a run, but Chick was too swift for him. When the fellow reached tlle street, Chick was some distance away, walking leisur ely along just behind a patrolman in uniform. The giant turned back, and entered the house. Chick met his chief half a block down the street. "Maven't you alarmed the fellows by making such a quick sneak?" asked the assistant. "I am afraid so," was the reply; "but it could not be helpeeaking. "Where do you think I feft her?" he then asked. "I have no idea." "Well, I left her in one of the closets where the doctor keeps his skeletons." "Rather close quarters, I should say." "No, there is plenty of room, and I threw in a lot of rugs and blankets for her to re cline on. She will do very well there until we get back." "Then you got out without looking at the body in the vat?" "By no means. The body in the vat is not the body of Jasper Maltoy." "Are you sure? You know the pickle changes countenances wonderfully, and this body must have been in the brine for three days." "Yes; I didn't have much time in there, but I am sure. You see, after I got the girl out I had to make a quick skip or have a battle with the doctor and his giant. We could have defeated them, but I am tired or' this knock-out business. Besides, when I arrest the doctor, I want to have the case close right there." "Yes," said Chick, thoughtfully; "I sup pose they would have jumped on to you about the disappearance of the girl. The giant suspected me of taking too much in terest in the affairs of the house." "They certainly would have done so," said Nick, "and such an affray would have been premature. Remember, we haven't found our check yet. "But won't they look in the closet for the girl? I know from what I heard that they intend searching the house for you." "I think not. I got away so neatly


NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 27 through a rear window that they will think I took her with me." "Well, now, what about the cemetery?" asked Otick. "Can't you imagine?" "I have an idea." "Well, the dqctor brought a body home with him that night, didn't he?" "Certainly "And brought it.home in a carriage? Undoubtedly." "And the body was 'wh'at the stableman saw at th.e road-house?" :'I don't know abot\t that. You must rec ollect that the person with the doctor wore Jasper Malloy's hat and coat. The doctor may have had the body later on. "Hardly. Well, if I am right, this shows that the doctor ,had his h'ands on th-e young man after they had the fight at the rood bouse. If it does not, I have additional proof of the fact." "Well?'' Nick took a narrow piece of leather from his pocket. you know what this is? he asked. "Certainly. It is part of the sweat-band of a hat." "Do you see that name?" asked Nick, tumin' g the bit of leather over in his hand. started back with an exclamation of surpr!se. The name on the sweat--band was that of Jasper Malloy. "Where did you find it?" Chick asked, in a moment. "On the ijoor, by the pickling vat. The must be an economical fellow. He cut this out in order to save the hat." "I begin to see what you are at," said Chick. "It is all very horrible." "Yes, said Nick, "Malloy probably met his fate when he went out to the cemetery that night." "But the hat there at tlie house," said Chick, "and the body in the carriage wore Malloy's things. Are you dead sure the body in the vat is not the body of Jasper Malloy?" 1 "Dead sure," replied Nick. "Then," said Chick, "we know where to look for the body of Jasper Malloy?'' "Yes "Because the must lf!ve taken pla

NicK CARTER .WEEKLY. Only a few men had been buried there on that day. The man in charge of the grounds looked suspiciously at the two detectives as they moved about, but said nothing. He, however, sent a man to watch the'm. The third grave they located showed evi dences of having been disturbed. Nick called the watchman to his side. "Were you here on Monday night?" he asked. The nodded. "Did you hear any unusual noise in this part of the cemetery?" "Yes; there was a great racket here about midnight, or shortly after, but we could dis cover nothing." "Did you come to this spot?" "No." "Well, a body :was taken from this ceme tery Monday night:, and it is proqable that it was taken froni this grave. Call your men, and tell them to open it." "That's all very well," replied the fellow; "but I want to see your authority first." Nick showed his badge, and also exhibited a paper, disclosing his name. "That is satisfactory to me," said the watchman; "but I shall be obliged to consult with the superintendent." "Make haste, then," said Nick, "for it will soon be dark." The superintendent was soon on the spot, and then work was commenced. "See," said Nick, pointing to the soft earth being turned out by the spades of the la-bor ers, "the grave has been tampered with. We are on the right track at last." "You expect to find it empty?" asked the superintendent. "Wait until they get to the bottom," was the reply. At last the implements of the diggers sounded on the top of the rough box inclos ing the coffin. "The cover has been moved," shouted one of the men. "Now," said Nick, turning to the superin tendent, "I want to open the box myself. Please tell .your men to come up." The superintendent did as requested. Nick "sprang into the open grave, and care fully brushed away the remaining earth. The superintendent bent over as raised the box cover. "The coffin is open," he shouted. "The grave has been robbed." The next instant a cry of terror sprang from the lips of the grave-digg ers. "No," they said; "the body is there, but it is covereEl with blood. The man must have been buried alive." Chick was not slow in springing into the grave. The face in the coffin was the face of Jasper Malloy. He had been struck on the head with some blunt instrument, arld cast into the coffin while still while still alive. Nick carefully unbuttoned the coat and vest of the murdered man and reached his hand into an inner pockjet When he removed it, lie held a thin piece of paper. The paper was covered with blood, but it was easily identified. It was the forged check for eighty thou sand dollars. The doctor had buried it in the grave with his victim. There must have been a sharp struggle, for the dead man's clothes were badly torn. CHAPT'ER VIII. IN THE DISSECTING-ROOM. It was nearly dark when the detectives left the cemetery. .' Before taking their departure, they caused the coroner to be notified, and made other arrangements for the removal of the body. "Now," said Nick, as they drove away, "we can close the case before we sleep, and we shall soon know something about Freeman's connection with the forgery." "The more I think of it," said Chick, "the more I am inclined to the belief that the young man is il!_nocent." "Why do you think that?" asked Nick. "Because the young fellow has an excel lent reputation everywhere, and because the other parties are decidedly tough."


"I have better reasons than that for be lieving him to be innocent," said Nkk. "What are they?" "In the first place," replied Nick, "Free man would not have lost his check if he had been in the conspiracy. If he had known of the making of the fraudulent paper, he would have been careful to have his own check where he could place his hands on it." -"It seems so." "This would have relieved him of the sus picion of having allowed the good check to be used as a copy in making the bad one." "I see." "And then, he would never have men t'ibned showing the salary check to any one. If he would have been on his guard, and would have had a plausible story to tell about how the blank check might have be .come detached from the salary check." "And yel, with all these things in his fa-. vor, you have kept him in prison." "Yes," replied Nick, "but you must remember the part he played at the hotel. He persistently refuses to explain why he met Jasper Malloy there that ni ght." "That looks black fQr him." "Decidedly so It was dark when they reached the Harlan cottage. A dim light was burning in the sitting room, and a reflection on the conservatory windows showed that some one was ing the dis se cting-room. "There are two desperate men in there," said Nick, "and we must cApture them both. We may have a fight for it, but I think we shall win. We have not time to send word to Patsy, or any of the others." "You forget the woman," said Chick. "She may be a harder case than either of the men." "That is true," was the teply, "but the doctor is the one we want the n,1ost of all, so I will pay my to him." "How are you going to get into the houser "The same way I got out this afternoon," was the reply. "You must make a change of some kind and get into the front room. Perhaps you can keep your eye on the giant and the woman while I capture the doctor." "I can try," replied Chick. "They are both dangerous," said Nick, 4'so be careful." Nick hastened toward the of the cot tage, and Chick, who had assumed the dress of a prosperous physician in a convenient place on the way down, walked up to the door and rang the bell. The giant answered the summons, standing with his bulky person in the little open ing. "I want to see Dr. Harlan," said the de tective. The giant evidently suspicious. "What do you want of the doctor?" he demanded. "He is tired out, and does not care to meet patients to-night." "I am a physician," was the reply, "and wish to consult with him in regard to a case of surgery." The giant grudgingly opened the door, and admitted the seeming doctor to the re ception-room. There he glanced at every detait of the detective's dress, but failed to recognize him as the young man he had chased into the street a few hours before. His scrutiny over, the giant stepped to the door of the sitting-room and called out to some one there The next moment the beautiful woman who had announced herself as Mrs. Harlan made her appearance. "I am afraid you cannot see the doctor to-night," she said, with a smile. "He is tired, and very busy." Chkk explained the supposed object of his visit, and the woman hesitated. Doctors like to be consulted on the sub ject of their hobby, and surgery was Harlan's hobby. She di'd not dare send the m:in away without consulting her husband. "Well," she said, in a moment, "you may wait here until I see my husband. He may be. induced to meet you." The woman left the room, leaving the giant in charge of the unwelcome visitor. In a moment Chick heard a commotion in the direction of the dissecting-room. "Nick is there," he thought. "Now, how am I to handle this big fellow?"


3('J NICK CARTER WEEKLY. Just then a scream of fright came from the rear of the cottage. "The devil is in this place to-day," muttered the giant, making for the door. Chick saw his opportunity, and took ad.of it. One quick spring, and he had the 9-ttrly fellow by the throat. One dexterous movement of his body, and Ira Jay upon the floor, half-strangled and foaming with rage. The giant was the stronger man of the two, but he was taken entirely by surprise, and he found it -impossible to break the hold of the detective. In a moment he was handcuffed Chick taking good care to put a strong pair of ir.ons on the fellow, and also to bind his feet. "Now, my fine fellow," he said, "we shall soon know what sort of a den you keep here." The giant was _incapable of replying. Chick turned toward the door, and then walked back to his prisoner. "I don't think I can trust you," he said. "Take a little of this to quiet your nerves." As he spoke, Chick took a bottle of chloroform from his pocket, saturated a handkerchief with it, agd held it to the nos trils of the struggling giant. Before long he quieted down, lY,ing on the carpeted fioQr like a dead mart. The chlo roform had done its work rapidly and well. Chick had hardly completed this task when a struggl e was heard in the dissecting room, and the woman called out: "Father! Come here, quick." "I think Nick must be getting in his work," thought the detective, hastening in the direction of the sound. When he reached the door of the dissect ing-room, Nick was nowhere to be seen. The doctor was there, fighting like mad with the girl Nick had concealed in the skeleton closet. In attempting to escape, a moment after the detectives had entered the house, the girl had been discovered by the doctor, and was now fighting hard for her liberty. comes father," said the voice of the doctor's wife, as the footsteps of the detective sounded on the floor outside. "We shall soon see who is master here." In the confusion of the struggle in the dissecting-room, no one had noticeod the noise of the scuffle in the sitting-room. As Chick stepped into the room, the woman looked up and saw who it was that had entered. "How dare you come here uninvited?" she demanded, springing toward him with the look of a devil on her handsome face. Just then the door leading to the conservatory opened, and Nick Carter stepped into the room. He was dressed just as he had been dressed on the night of his incarceration in the poisoned room. The doctor's wife sprang away with a cry ot fright. The girl lay upon the floor, where the doctor had thrown her, and Nick at once advaoced to her side. "Come, doctor\" he said, ''I business to settle with you. hands off that girl." have a little Keep your Before the doctor could do a thing to protect himtself, he was handcuffed and placed in a chair. His wife still stood looking at Nick with staring eyes. Chiek had no difficulty in placing the irons on her shapely wrists. -"It is a disagreeable duty to perform," he sa1d, "but there is no help for it." For a moment the do<.:tor and h'ts wife sat looking at each other in silence, then the woman burst forth: "I know you now," she shouted, shaking her manacled hands at Nick. "You are the man who came here that night and broke the conservatory window. If I had only succeeded in killing yoo then!" The doctor remained siient, but his eyes looked like those of a madman, Nick stepped to the place where the girl in a half faint, and tenderly assisted her to arise. "That's right," shrieked the woman. "Care for her gently. She will soon be beyond your rea<;h. She is a forger. Take her with the rest."


NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 31 "For what am I arr es t ed?" asked the doc tor, finding his voice. Nick took the blood-staine d check from his pocket. "For forgery," he said, "and for murder. I found this in Jasper Malloy's grave. Was he dead when you put him there?" The doctor groaned, and his face became deathly pale. "It's all up with me," he said. "Keep your mouth shut," said -the woman. "Yes," said Harlan, "he was dead when I threw him into the coffin. He attacked me in the cemetery, and l killed him in self defense.'' "r I only had my hands on your cow ardly throat," hissed the doctor's wife. "It is no use to struggle," said the doc tor. "These men have us in a corner." "About the check," said Nick, "how did you come to leave it in his "The fight was partl y over the check," was the r ep ly. "fie wouldn't let me have it. I m eant to take it frop1 his dead body, but I had no time. I heard some one approaching and tnade haste to throw the body into the coffin. "Murderers always make some mistake said Nick. I made a mistake in trusting the matter to Jasper at all," was the reply. "If he had square, anything but a fool and a gam ble r everything would have gone as contemplated. I did not know as the check could be used, after his foo li shness at the hotel, but I did not want to leave it in his hands. Nick turned to the girt. "Who wrote the forged check?" he asked. "The woman calls herself Dr. Har-Ian's wife." "It's a tie!" "Yes, you did," cont i nued the girl. "You stole Mr. Freeman' s check from the desk while we were in the conservatory, and found the blank one attach e d to it. I heard it all talked over." "She is lying to save h e r se lf," said the ;woman, desperately. "I heard them planning the murder of Malloy, too," continued the girl, "and they ca ught me l iste n ing. That 1s one reason they wanted to kill me." "But why should they want to kill their partner in crime?" asked the detect i ve. "Because he was acting ugly about the proper ty he was to give the doctor when I becaftle his wife, and because he was not willing to surrender the check. Then, he had acted so foolish l y, they said, that they had no further use fqr him." "That clears up everything but one point," said Nick. "Can you tell me why Edward Freeman went to the Englewqod hotel last Sunday night-why he was there in company with Jasper Malloy?" "Yes," replied the girl, b lushing deep l y. "He went there because .Jasper Malloy 'asked him to. Jasper was to conv i nce him that night that I was unfit to b ecome the wife of any one but himself." "Ah, said N i ck, "that accounts for Free man's silence on that point. He did not care to bring your name fnto the case at all, least of all, in such a way." "They got him there that night," contin ued the gir,l, "to connect him with the hotel from which the false check was to be cashed. li you had not in some way discovered that he had been there, the officers would b..ave been told to ask him why he was there that night in the room of the man who after ward presem:ed the check for p ayment." "You s u spected someth ing was g oin g on, and liste ned?" "Yes; and it nearly cost me my life. Only for your corning here to-d a y I should have died in the vat vault." "So you released her, did you?" f oame d the doctor's wife. "I always try to aid ladies in di stress," &aid Nick, with a bow. "Wait until my father comes down," said the woman, "and you'll see. He is more than a match for you both." "Your father, if you refer to the giant," said C h ic k "has an engagement with the law about this time. He will not com e down." "Have you captu r ed him?" "Certainly "You must b e a devil!" t 'No," said l'Uck, I am only a d etect iv e."


32 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. "Don't let that woman get away," said Edith. '"She is the worst one of the lot. The plot at first was to make me marry J as per Malloy, and get his property in that way. Then he was blamed for the check not be _ing cashed, and he became angry and refused to deliver the deeds, which hati al ready been drawn, or to give, up the check. Then, when I knew what was going on, and it was proposed to m1,1rder me, Jasper ob jected, and that was another reason for put ting him out of the way." The detectives had heard enough. The prisoners were removed to the police station, and Nick and his assistant hastened to the place where Freeman confined. The young man was released at once, and lost no time in reaching home, Edith hav, ing already gone to Mrs. Freeman's, there to remain until her marriage with Etlward. Nick and Chick were paid a very large a sum for their services in the case, and Free man was advanced by the trust company to a position much better than h e had ever ex pected to occupy. Dr. Harlan was hanged for the murder of Malloy, and his wife and her father each received twenty years for their part in the affair. Jasper Malloy's father died of grief, and died a poor man, his son having gambled away nearly all the estate. Dr. Harlan had also robbed }aJSper of a good deal of property. One of the curiosities now to be seen in Nick Carter's private room is a blood stained check for eighty thousand dollars. THE END. The next number of the NICK CAR'l'RR WRRKLY will contain "Saved from the Peni tentiary; or, Three Cheers for Nick Carter.', Nick Carter Weekly TilE BEST LIBRARY OF ,DETECTIVE STORIES. from the Penitentiary; or, Three Cheers for Nick Carter. 182-The Blovernment Custom's Swindle; or, Nick Carter's Work for the U. S. Treasury. Carter's Beautiful Decoy; or, The Diamond Duke of Chicago. 178-Nick Carter Arrests a Client; or, The Body Found ln. the Flat. 177-Nick Carter's Dumb Assistant; or, The Man with a Dead Brain. 176-Nick Carter Behind the -counter; or, A Peck of Pawn Tickets. 176-N!ck Carter's Pointer; or, A Hungry Dog's Din ner. Whose Hand; or, Nick Carter Advertises for a Cab-Driver. 178-Caught In Six Ho',lrs; or, Trouble In Room No. 46. 172-Burglar Joe; or, Njck Carter's Leap In the Dark. 171-Nick Carter's Little Shadow; or, The Man with the Yellow Dog. 170-Caught by Electricity; or, Nick Carter Bags an Old OIIender.-169-Unmasked by Nick Carter; or, An Attempt at Blackmail. 168-Nick Carter's Second Sight; or, A Dumfounded Prisoner. 167-Nick Carter Makes a Loan That Brings Him Big Returns. 166-N!ck Carter Prevents a Disturbance, and Losee a Disguise. 166-N!ck Carter In a Hole; or, A Plan to Catch Him That Didn't Work. 164-Nick Carter OII the Track, but Has Another String to His Bow. 163-Nick Carter .Jumps a Train, and Takes Big Chances. 162-Nick Carter Saves a Life, and Earns a Woman's Gratitude. 161-Nick Carter Corners a Bank President; or, A Balance That Was Crooked. 160-Nick Carter's Steamer Trunk; or, A Crime In Mid-Ocean. 159-Nick Carter's New Uniform; or, A Bribe That Was Expected. 168-Nick Carter and the Sawdust Man; or, An In vestment That Caused Trouble. 157-Nick Carter as an Expert; or, A Battery That Was Tampered With. 166-N!ck Carter's Silent Search; or, A Drive at a. Fake Detective. 155-Nick Carter's Curious Client; or, A Criminal with More Gall than Sense. 154-Nick Carter Settles a Conspiracy; or, A Telegram That Wasn't Signed. Carter's Midnight Caller; or, A Case Con cluded Before Daylight. 152-N!ck Carter's Fake Murder Case; or, The Plan to Wipe Out the Agency. 151-Nick Carter Stands a Bluii, and Wins a Game Which Ends in Limbo. 150-Nick Carter's Bogus Bargain; or, .outwitted by Duplicate Methods. 149-Nick Carter Exchanges Prisoners; or, A Like ness Easily Explafned. 148-Nick Carter's Snap Shot; or, A Photograph That Gave Evidence. 147-N!ck Carter's Turn at the Wheel; or, Red and Black Both the Same. 146-Nick Carter's Race for Life; ot', AnAccident In the Nick of Time. 145-Nick Carter's Midnight Arrest; or, An Interrup tion of a Poker Game. Back numbers always on hand. If you canopt ge out. publications from your newsdealer, five cents a copy will bring them to you by mail, pottJ?aid. STREE.T & SMI'"FH. 238 William St New York.


' The Tip Top Weekly AND THE FRANK MERRIWELL STORIES. No modern series of tales for boys and youth has met with anything like the cordial reception and popularity accorded to the Prank Merrlwell !Storle.o, published In Street 6: Smith's TIP TIIP WEEKLY, a publication which has to-day a circulation larger than that of all similar publications combined. There muot be a reason for this, and there Is. Prank Merrlwell, as portrayed by the author, Is a jolly, wholesouled, honest, courageous American lad, who appeals to the hearts of the boys. He has no bad habits, and his manliness inculcates the Idea that it is not necessary for a boy to Indulge In petty vices to be a hero. Prank example Ia a s hining light for every ambitious lad to follow. THE FOLLOWING AI


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