The Bradys' strangest case or, The skeleton in the well

The Bradys' strangest case or, The skeleton in the well

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The Bradys' strangest case or, The skeleton in the well
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Secret service, Old and Young King Brady, detectives
Doughty, Francis Worcester d. 1917
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I Are You A Radio Fan? Read Page 24. SECRET SERVICE lssuetl Weekly-Subscription price $5.00 per yenr; Cnnada. $5.50; Foreign, $6.00. Harry E Woltl', Publisher, Inc. 166 Wes t 23d Street. New York, N. Y Entered ns Second-Class Matter, D ecember 24, 1923, nt the PostOffice at New York, N. Y under the Act of March 3, 1879. No. NEW YORK, OCTOBER 10, 1924 Price 1 0 Cents The Bradys' Strangest Case OR, TH E S KEL N lN THE W EL L By A NEW YORK DETECTIVE CHAPTER I.-A Bad Beginning. The Bradys had done business with Homer Hittinger, the Boston banker, before, and that lS why they were dispo s ed to take up with a cas e which was a strange propo s ition from the start. The beginning of it was when the letter was received at the office of the Brady Detective Bureau, on Union squa1e, New York. Old King llrady wa s out, s o his partner, Young King Brady opened the mail. Alice Montgomery, the accom pli s hed female s leuth, happened in jus t as Harry, a s Young King Brady is usually called, had fin ished reading the letters, o f which there were several. "Anything new?" she in.ctuired. "Only this," replied Harry, picking up the Hittinger letter, and he read as follows: "Bo s ton, November 20, 19-. "To Old King Brady, "New York City: "Dear Sir-Doubtless you will recall the writer and the Caring-ford will case, in which you as s isted s ome five years ago. "I am in deep trouble, and nothing but prompt action can s ave me from ruin and disgrace. "What mus t be done is to discover the skeleton of my grandfather, who vanished mysteriously sixty-five years {lgO. .. "This, of course, is a peculiar propos1t10n, but I am not without a clue, which in the hands of a skilful detective like yourself might work up into something substantiaL "What I would like to have you do is to meet me on Train 61, Ma s s. Central Division Bo s ton & M aine R R., to-morrow. I shall board the train at R yeland station, about twenty miles out from Bo s ton, when we will confer and ar" r ange our pla n s "I presume you remember me sufficiently well to ide.tify me, but jt is necessary to inform you that I have lost over 100 pounds in the past year, and am now practically a walking skeleton r will wear the broad-brimmed white hat like your own, which will aid you to identify me. "As to compensation, I can only add that s hould you succeed in finding this skeleton, you will find me most liberal. In case of failure, I am ;.. ruined man_, as I and can do nothing for you, but to guarantee you against actual loss, I enclose a check for a hundred dollar s which I :J. ssume will cover immediate expense s "There is no time to answer this lettel'. If you accept, wire s imply 'Yes' to my office, 91 State street. If I hear nothing I shall assume that you cannot take up the case. If you can give me your assi stance I shap be most grate ful. "Very truly yours, "Homer Hittinger." "A remarkable letter," observed Alice as Harry finished reading. "Decidedly remarkable," was tbe reply. Just then Old King Brady came in to read the letter, and he accepted the case at once. Then came the question of the telegram. It was now 5 P.M. / "It seems strange that Mr. Hittinger should be at his office at so late an hour as this telegram must arrive," the old detective remarked, "but I must go by the card and send it, although I am strongly impressed .against doing so." "I don't see how you can get out of doing so," remarked Harry. "He will think we decline the case if you don't." "Exactly." "Suppose you telephone and see if he is in the office ? suggest Alice. "I can do that, of course," replied Old King' Brady, "but it would seem better to obey in structions. The letter is very emphatic. Send the despatch, Harry!' Young King Brady promptly obeyed. Meanwhile the old detective consulted his time-tables. He found to his surprise that Train 61, on the Mass. Central Division of the Boston & Maine stopped at Ryeland station next day at 4 A. M., going east. By taking the midnight express for Springfield, and at that city proceeding to N orthliampton, they would be able to catch Train 61. on the Mas sachusetts Central, providing they made their connections. Perhaps this was what Mr. Hittinger intended. Still it did seem a strange ::>.rrangement all around. Again Old King Brady decided to go by t.ha /


2 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE card and leave for Springfield with his partners on the midnight, and yet this plan was changed, ..i'or upon returning to tbe office after supper, which it was necessary to do in order to make certain preparations for their journey, the de tectives were surprised to receive an answer to their telegram, which read: "Meet me on Train. 22, Mass. Central Div B. & M., Ryeland. Bittinger." "Now then, he begins twisting thing up al ready." said Old King Brady. .It is to oe hoped that Train 22 reaches Ryeland at some more reasonable hour." Examination of the time-table showed that this tiain hit Ryel.and at 11. 30 P. M. next day. "A little better," said Old King Brady, "so after a ll we don't go to Boston to-day and can get a good night's s l eep." Such was the beginning of the case. Next afternoon saw the Bradys on their way to Northampton. They here boarded Train 22 and started on their long ride toward Boston. When Train 22 pulled up at Ryeland the Bradys were on the alert, of cour se There was but one man on the platform, and he certainly wore the big white hat, although to call him a walking skeleton would have been an exaggeration. Old King Brady also wore his big white hat with extraordinary broa d brim. Also the long blue coat with brass buttons, and the old-fa s hioned stock and stand-up collar. "There he is," observed Harry. "It would seem so." replied the old detective. "He is coming aboard." -The man, who was a person certainly over sixty, entered the cars, and takine: one quick ,p:lance around. made for the detectives. "Old King Brady, I believe," he said stiffly as the old detective ro se to greet him. "Why yes, you are Mr. Hitti.nger," was the" reply. "Exactly. What is left of him. Should you have known me?" "Why. you have certainly changed since we last met. My partners, Young King Brady and Miss Montgomery." Mr. Bittinger acknowledged the introduction. "We get out at Bagnall, the next station," he !'aid. "From there we proceed to my country hcuse, Hightowers as I call it. Mrs. Bittinger is dead since we last met. It is three years now since I buried her. As for my son-my only child you will remember--" This was as far as he got. Suddenly came a fearful crash. The car was thrown over upon its side. The Bradys had been caught irr a headon collision. Twenty killed outright, thirty-four wounded, more or less. That the detectives es caped with nothing worse than a few bruises and a good shakinlo!.' up was nothing short of a miracle, seeing that several were killed outright In their car. After the removal of the dead and wounded, in Yl'hich the Bradys assisted, the ques lion arose as to what had become of Mr. Bittinger. He was found laid out on the grass among the dead, and yet dead he certainly was not, although apparently very near it. It was Old King Brady who made this discovery. Being something of a surgeon, the old detective at once t1

THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE 3 "I am Homer Bittinger, the owner of thi s CHAPTER II.-The Twin Brothers. house." "There! What did I tell you?" cried Harry in The Bradys put in the remainder of the night triumph. as best they could, taking turns at sleeping and "It is certainly one on me," growled the old watching the injured man, whose condition did detective, and he proceeded to open the door. not change. At half-past six a wagon drove up, And inside lying on the damp cement floor of and the bell having been rung, Harry werlt to cellar, without even a pillow for his head to the door A spruce looking young man stood rest upon, was an elderly man who certainl y . filled the bill when one came to talk about skekI. have the proviSIOns, he sa1d. Shall tons. They set him free and got him upstairs, I them m here or go around to the back -not without difficulty, for he very weak . ?" "I have been here s ince yesterday noon," he told .,Who proVIsions demanded ,Harry. them as they were untying him. "I'll explain Mr. H1tt_mger. I came from Rye land. about it later-not' now." "When d1d order them?" . "Yesterday fternoon." Ahce _prepared h1m a cup .of coffee, and 1t was your wagon and come inside," said not until he had swallow.ed 1t that he seemed. to Harry. "Mr. Bittinger was caught in the rail-want to or even to to any road accident las t night. He is here now in a And Old -mg Brady cond1hon the bad way. I may want your help man was. m, humored h1m m th1s. But at l!ls t "Is that so?" cried the young man. "Terrible the coffee was swallowed, and the lookme : affair that." hard at Old. Kmg Brady through a pa1r of res t" Yes, bad enough. Just stand here a minute; les s eyes, I'll be right back." "Now, Mr. Brady, I am ready to do bu s ine ss Harry was very shrewd. He was beginning May I ask as a favor. that I talk you alone?" to have his doubts about the wounded man actu-There was a certam commnadmg a1r about the ally being Homer Bittinger, but in these doubts banker which made Old Brady feel that h e Old King Brady did not share, declaring that he must go slow and let the man have hi s way So positively identified the man. Harry then entered herequested Harry to withdraw, although he the room where the old detective was, and notified usually prefers to have him present at these pre him of the presence of the man, and asked if he liminary talks. Mr. llittinger, who sat leanin g should brig him into the hou,;;e. Old King Brady back in a rocking chair in the library then pu t tol d him to go ahead and l'lring him up. And the tips of his skeleton fingers -together, and bethis" Harry did. The result upset Old King gail in a slow measured fashion which Old King Brady's apple cart promptly. Brady now remembered so well that he wondered "That's not Bittinger, but he looks mighty like how ever could have bE)en deceived by the man him just the same," the driver promptly declared. upsta1rs. "Are you sure?" demanded Old King Brady. "Mr. Brady, you 1eceived my letter?" "Positive. I know Bittinger well. He is so "I did, Mr. Bittinger." thin that one would think a wind might blow "Then why did you not telegraph if you intend-him away. There are other differences. He is ed taking the case?" not Bittinger, I tell you "I did--telegraph at once the word 'Yes,' a s re-It was a puzzle. As the provisions had been quested. paid for, Old King Brady decided that they better "Receiving no telegram," continued the banker be left, as it would secure them a breakfast in "I c o ncluded that you had decided not to take any case There were some thing among them hold. Undecided myself what to do and wishing which is seemed best to put in the cellar. There for certain reasons to take up my quarters here, were two ways of getting into the cellar, one I went to Ryeland and ordered those provi s ion s outside and the other inside Old King Brady late yesterday afternoon. They were to send opened the inside door with a skeleton key, and them up last night, but it appears they neglected the young man went down with his basket. He to do so until this morning. I then walked on to came up in a "hurry, looking rather scared. this house in spite of the distance, for I was par"Say!" he exclaimed "there is some one groan-ticularly anxious to keep m y presence h ere a ing down there." secret for reasons-wen, for private reas ons not "What!" cried Old King Brady, who was talk-directly connected with the-cas e I had s carcely ing with Harry in the kitchen, and down the reached the house-! had entered, unde r standcellar stairs he went two steps at a time, with when two mas ked men suddenly came up o n me. Harry at his heels. They mus t have been hiding in the hous e, though "Is anyone here?" shouted Old King Brady how they _g-ot i_n I have no idea. While one held as he got out his electric fla shlight. me covere d With a revolver the other tied my Ye s Oh, has help come at last?" replied a hands behmd m e I was forced to go down into doleful voic e I a m here-a prisoner!" the cellar and ther e they tie d m y feet and l-eft It was but a minute b efore they d i s cov e red a m e as y ou foun d m e That, Mr. Brady is the little room partitione d off in one corner, the door w hole story Y ou and vour partner were the first of which was locked. person s to com e near me after that." "Are you in here?" deman ded the old detec" You hav e no idea who i s at the bottom of thi;; tive. N :trage?" "Yes." The banker shifted uneas ilv in his chair. "I am going to open the door with a s keleton ""'ell-er-well, no. I can't say I' have," he key, It may take a minute. Who are -you?" replied altogether in such a fas hion as to make


' ' 4 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE the ole! detective feel almost certain that he was not speaking the truth. "Very well. Shall I tell my end of the story now?" he asked. "I am waiting with all impatience," was the reply: Old King Brady then explained the situation. Mr. Hittinge1 grew greatly excited. "And that man is still in the house?" he erie!!. "I ought to have been told before." "My dear sir, if you will permit me to say so, you have given me no opportunity to tell you." "Take me to him at once!" cried the banker, who was all. in a tremble. Old King Brady led the way upstairs. Alice came out of the room looking grave. "Well?" demanded the old. detective. "He is g-cne?" "Yes. He died about five minutes ago," was the reply. Mr. Hittinger fairly tottered as he crossed the threshold. He shot one quick glance at the bed and then covered his face with his hands, uttering a deep groan. "Some near relative," thought Q.ld J{ing Brady, and he drew Alice out of the room.Peeping in 'a minute later, they saw the banker 0'11 his knees by the bedside. They waited. Harry joined them. It was ten minutes bef-ore Mr. Hittinger came out of the room. His tall form seemed to be s till more bent than it had been. He had evidently been she4iding tears. "Yes, and I want to be alone with you, Mr. Brady," was the reply. Once more they were closeted in the library. "You know that man?" the old detective then said. -"He is my twin brother whom I have long believed to be dead," was the reply. "Ah!" ''.And he tried to personate me?" ".He certainly did, Mr. Hittinger."" "As far as the wickedness of the thing is con cerned, it is in no way surprising. He has been a bad man all his 'l.ife. He is an ex-convict, a murderer, a thief, but-" The banker paused. "Well?" demanded Old King Brady after .a mo ment. "How did he ever learn that I was engaged in this undertaking ? He mu:>t have headed off your telegram. To do that he must have known of the contents of my letter and just when it was sent. Treachery, treachery! Black treachery! Have I worked hard all these years for this? It is a poor return." And then with s udden energy Mr. Hittinger added: "This case must be postponed until I can bmy my brother. Remain in Boston a few day s. I will bear the expense. Understand, I am not ab solutely p e nniless. The world still believes me to be worth a million. I will bear all expense." "We will do as you wish/' assente d the old de tective, "but surely you don't propo s e to remain 'lone in this house wit}:l your dead brother? We must at least stand by you till you can get help To this the old man agreed. Thus it was the Bradys who carried out his wishes. Certain per BOllS whom the banker knew were s ummoned, and when matte1s were well started the Bradys withdrew, and taking up their quarters at Young's Hotel in Boston, waited for a summons to begin again. CHAPTER IlL-Getting at the Facts in the Case. The 'Bradys waited three days before hearing from Homer Hittinger. Meanwhile the old detective started a private inquiry about the man. Nowhere could Old King Brady get a hint or a breath of suspicion against the banker's financial standing. He began to ask himself if Mr. Hit tinger might not be "a little off." .But against this had to be placed what actually happened. That a plot had been concocted to trap the detectives by the dead brother there could be no doubt, for the banker himself had been caught in the net. According to what Old King Brady learned, Ralph Hittinger, the -banker' s only child, a young man of twenty-five, had been until recently associated with his father in the business, but his health failing, he was now supposed to be traveling in the Far West. It was the old detective's theory that the mystery was _in some way con neCted with this young man; that his father was er.deavoring to shield him. Thus the mystery remained a mystery on the third day, when Old King Brady was summoned to attend upon Mr. Hittinger at the bank, and especially asked !o come along. The old detective called about ten o'clock and sent in his card. He was quickly summoned to the banker's presence. Mr. Hit tir..ger now appearert to better advantage, less nervous, but still provokingly slow. "Mr. Brady," he began, "I have buried my wretched brother and am now ready for business. My idea of meeting you at four o'clock in the morning on that train was to avoid all possibility of any one knowing that I had engaged your services. How miserably I failed we have seen There is a traitor right here in my office. I have exhausted every effort to find him. Under the circumstances it seems to me that this private room is as safe a place to talk as any other, so I will explain my case right here." "I dop't know," replied the old detective. "It seems to me that you are running a risk." "It is a risk anyway, Mr. Brady. I have an enemy. That enemy is my own son." Old King Brady silently nodded. He had been prepared for this. "And where is your son?" inquired the old de tective. "That I don't know," was the reply. "I have tried to shield him for his dead mother's sake. I have therefore given it outthat he has gone West for his health. I have not seen him in three week s That he has been in touch with his uncle i s now certain to my mind. M y brother-also Ralph-was an expet t forger. I no w believe it was he who forged my name to thes e notes and 'to certain stock s and bonds which had to be endors ed before they could be s old. That he put up the job to capture me at Hightowers I consider certain. So that end of the case stands ." "And the skeleton part," said Old King Brady, anxiou s to bring the man to the point. I s this," replied the banker. "My grandfather, who founded this business, was at the time of his death believed to be a much richer


/ THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE 5 man than oroved to be the case. My father was his only son, and I must admit a man of not very great ability. Still he managed to hold his own, and to carry the business on with reasonable suc cess. Realizing this, probably, my grandfather, who was always eccentric, made a certain clause in his a copy of which I will now show you ." Thus saymg, the banker opened his desk, and producing a typewritten paper, read from it as follows: "Section 17. To Philip Philipson, president of the Bo wdoi n Bank, his heirs or assigns, I bequeath in trust a certain sealed packet. This to be re tained by him during the life of my son Homer, and that of my grandson of the same name, unless applied for either by said Homer, Sr., or Homer, Jr., under the following conditions, in which case it is to be given into the hands of the applicant. "Conditions: Should the applicant be able to definitely prove that the Hittinger fortune has been lost that the business is on the verge of ruin, that poverty and disgrace stares my son or grandson in the face, then shall the packet be surren dered to the person applying. "Memorandum: Should the packet remain un claimed at the death of my grandson, Homer Hittinger, Jr., the trust shall be vacated and the packet burned without examination. "Peculiar provision," remarked Old King Brady. "Then your father never claimed the packet, and you are doing so now. I s .that it?" "That is it. I put in a claim two weeks ago." "This Philip Philipson is dead, of couise?" "Yes. His so n succeeded him as president of the Bowdoin Bank. Under promise of absolute secrecy I showed my hand to this man, and he delivered up the packet." "Ha!" exclaimed Old King Brady. "And the result?" "Was mo s t unsatisfactory. The packet contained several shee t s of blank paper, and one shee t upon which was written-but you shall see for yourself." Again the banker opened his desk and took out a sheet of blue letter paper upon which was written: "To my Son or my Grandson: "If ruin stares you in the face, it may be averted by unearthing my skeleton, as per directions enclosed. "John Hittinger." "Boston, June 18, 1843." "And there were no directions enclosed?" de.. manded Old King Brady. Absolutely none, as I tellyou. Nothing but several sheets of blank paper. "Now about your grandfather's mysterious disappearance s poken of in your letter to me?" "It was this way. We lived on Mount Vernon street then. I was a child, a y ear old. My grandfathe r came home from the bank as usual. He ate supper and afterward said that as the evening was warm he would take a wa1k on the Common. This was quite his custom. He was never seen or heard of again in spite of every effort made by my fathei: to learn his fate. In due time he was declared legally dead. and my father inherited hill estate." "That is all there. i s to. the story?" "That is all." "Then let us return to those blank sheets Thel'e IS pC!j;sibility of recovering them?" None. My waste paper basket is emptied day. But why do you so dwell upon this?" Because I cannot believe that your grandfather could have gone to all the trouble he did in the matter of that packet merely to enclose a few of blank paper and that writing you have JUSt shown me In his day it was much the cus to. write with invi sible ink, which would come view when the paper was exposed to the action of heat. Ten. chances to. one these suppose d blank sheets contamed full duections for finding the skeleto n of your grandfather thus written." Hittinger clapped his hand to his forehead. a fool I have been.!." he exclaimed. "Of course It f>e as you say . I remember when a findmg m a secret drawer in a desk be longmg to my bottle of just such mk. I found somethmg e l se m that same ora wer too." "What was it?" of this secret drawer and what I found in it?" "Yes, yes." 1 The banker opened his desk, took from it an other and laid it in Old King Brady's h_ands w1th9ut a word. Opening it, the old detec tive found 1t was. a letter which read as follows: Boston, June 28, 1843. write to remind you as per promise, that to-mgh t IS to be the fatal night. Shall con. sequently expect you at Copton street. I am pre to my part if you are still of the same m!nd, which I hope you are not. Think twice Life IS You don't have to go oii as you have been domg. What is past is past, and even you have a before you, short though it may be. I subscnbe myself what you have always called me. "Your only true friend, "M. Moneypenny." Tq Capt. John Hittinger." "What is the date of your grandfather's dis demanded Old King Brady. Same date as the letter, June 28, 1843" was the 1eply. . "Has this been shown to your son?" "Yes, he has seen it. Some years ago however." "Where is Copton street'?" "Over at the North End." ."V!as his business always that of a banker Mr. Hittmger?" Over Mr. Hittinger's face a shadow flitted. "You probe deep, Mr. Brady," he said. "Must I unearth an old family skeleton?" "If you expect me to find the skeleton of your grandfather it is absolutely necessary that you should expose your whole hand." "Then I must do so. No, my grandfather did not start this bank until late in life. He was originally a sea captain, then a vessel owner and merchant. The foundation of his fortune was laid' in the slave trade, as many another B-iGton for-


6 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE tune was founded, and to go the whole figure, I must add that my father on<;e told me that his father had the reputation of being one of the most merciless men in the business. In fact, he was regarded as a very hard man by every one, his son being no exception." "Miserly in his habits?" "Very. That is why I fancy that all this mys-tery points to hidden wealth." "And your son knows that you feel this way?" "He certainly does." "The case seems plain, Mr. Bittinger. Your son is still in or near Boston. He is working to obtain this prize himself. He has a confederate here in the bank who has probably received tliose supposedly blank sheets. Very possibly they have already unearthed the treasure. This, of course, is mere theory. But it must be acted upon. Who is the likely man?" "I can think of but one person-understand, I hold much the same theory-and he is J Dodd, our cashier. It is a fact that Ralph was very thick with him at one time, but during the last six months they scarcely spoke to each other, owing to a quanel." "You have always found Dodd trustworthy?" "Oh, yes. He is a very bright proposition, too." "Married or single?" "Single." "His age?" "About thirty." "Has he leamed from you the condition of your affairs?" "No. None of my employees have any reason to suspect so far as I am concerned ... "Can you make an excuse to call him in here? Don't introduce me. Just call him in so that I may get a look at him." It was done. Cashier Dodd came and went. "Well?" demanded Mr. Bittinger as soon as the door closed upon him. "A man not to be trusted Certainly a hypo crite; probably a cold-blooded scoundrel," Old King Brady replied. "It is hard to beli eve it, but I place great reli ance on your judgment. What is to be done?" "Give me that Moneyp enny letter and I will get J"ight to work. Meanwhile do yo u go on just as you are doing. Say nothing, do nothing, but take care of yourse lf. Where are you living and how?" "In my house on B eacon street." "Go at once to a hotel and do not return to your house until this case i s concluded. Above all avoid Hightowers . Give them no chance to kidnap you." "It is hard to believe that my owu son--" "You must believe it in the light of the experi ence you have had. I am leayingyou now. Beware! I con sider you in the greatest danger. 'My advice would be that you at once leave Boston and communicate with no one, but I suppose that cannot be." "Not unle ss I want to bring matters to a head and see this bank close its doors before the end of the week." "That must not be, so, again, I say, beware!" And with this repeated caution, Old King Brady the bank. CHAPTER IV.-The Hou se 'of the Hundred Traps. That day. at dinner at Young's Hotel, the Bradys held a close conference on the Bittinger case. The result was that Harry was assigned to the man Dodd, Old King Brady undertook to work up the ancient clew, while Alice had n o part assigned to her for there seemed nothirtg for her to do. She, therefore, decided to work with Harry, who roposed to shadow the cashier after busi-ness hours. In order to better herself to this work, Alice assumed male disgmse, in which she is sim ply perfect. Together, she and Harry visited the bank on a trumped-up errand, which brought them in momentary contact with Joe Dodd and enabled them to fix his face in their minds. Re turning to their costumer's then, they once more altered their appearance and were ready for busi ne s s at the end of the day. But during the afternoon they were by no means idle. This time was devoted to looking up Dodd's record and they learned that the man lived in furnished rooms on Pembroke street; that he was active in a certain church, a member of the choir; that he 'was greatly gi'\>'en to ladies' society and wasas much admired by the female members of the congregation as he was disliked by their husbands and brothers. At four o'clock, Harry and Alice were on hand at Bittinger's bank, in a cab, having ascertained that at this hour Joe Dodd usually left. They had not long to wait before their man emerged from the State street building, faultlessly dressed and looking the pictu1e of prosperity. The driver of the cab was himself a detective, engaged by Harry from a w e ll-known bureau, and this be cause it see med desirable that he and Alice should remain in the cab, keeping out of sight as long as pos si ble. The chase began in such fashion as to make it look as if it was likely to prove a long one. For Dodd, after stopping in one or two cafes, went home, and. by eight o'clock had not left the house. It was shortly after. eight when Dodd appeared. .. He now wo1e a long overcoat, with the collar turned up about hi s ears, and a low, slouch hat pulled down over his eyes, which certainly looked like an attempt to disguise . Encouraged by this, Harry quickly sought the cab. Keep a sharp okout," he said to the driver. "He's coming now nd from the way he is dressed I imagine there may be something doing." He said the same thing to Alice when he got inside the cab. "It is to be hoped there i s something doing, then," --said Alice, '1for I am heartily tired of doing nothing, and am almost frozen as well." Whether their man was proceeding on foot or had boarded a car they did pot certainly know, but they felt every confidence in the driver. At last they found themselves on Haymaxket square, where the cab suddenly turned and passed down Salem street. "North End,'! said Harry. "It looks like busi ness. Surely no ordinary matter can have brought a man of Joe Dodd's associations dowA


THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE into this section on a night like this I am most curious to see where it is all going to end." At last, however, the cab pulled up with a jerk and the detective-driver gave a whistle. It was a signal for Harry to get out. "Well, Brady, I've treed your man at last," the detective remarked with a satisfied air. "Good enough!" replied Hjirry. "You have had a lot of t.rouble about it?" "You bet I have. He was in two cars. I had all I could do to keep up." "Yes,' I noticed that, but he did not stay long in either." "No; the rest was not so bad, but when we got down here in the North End I expected every minute to see him dodge down some alley. How ever, I have landed him, as I said. He went into the house of a hundred traps." "Come, that's a new one on me, and I thought I knew my Boston." "General hold-out for Cl'ooks. Run as a lodging house by an old woman namt Minch-Mother Minch they call her." "Why the name?" "Dates back before my time. I never wol'ked the hou se. Used to be run by a noted crimp, I am told. Gl'eat place for stowing away shanghaied sailors back in the old days. I suppose the name originated then. But go around the corner and I'll point the house out to you. Shall you want me any more to-night, think?" Harry reflected a minute and then replied that he thought not. The cab depal'ted, and Hany and Alice crossing the stl'eet, stood for a moment taking in the house. It was a large, square, brick structure three stol'ies high, and evidently very old. was a dirty saloon on the first floor on one side of the main entrance and a junk shop on the other side. Lights twinkled in nearly every window overhead. "I really don't see what we can do," observed Alice. "That house would harbor a hundred peo ple. Of course, we can't get a look inside the rooms. It seems to me as if we had come to the end of our rope for the p1esent." "I hate to think so," replied Harry, "and yet it does look that way. If we only knew which room the man was in there might be something doing." They took their station in the alley and waited. Again and again Ha!ry felt they might as well give it up, but still somethmg seemed to com pel him to hold on, and at length he was rewarded by seeing his man emerge from the dark doorway through which many people had passed in and 6ut. He was now even more roughly dl'essed and being a stout, coarselooking man natul'ally, he seemed to perfect1y fit the neighbol'hood in which he found-himse lf. "On the trail," said Alice. "There he is." "Sure?" "Certain." "All the s ame, he looks dij'ferent." "I know it, but he is Dodd all l'ight. Don't hesitate; Hany, if you expect to do business." They followed on. the cashiel' turned into Salutation stl'eet; a moment later he was crossing Commercial street and passed on to the water edge. "He's going down on that whal'f," said Harl'y. "No u se to try to follow him there. He will catch on to us sure." They lost sight of their man, owing to obstructions on the wharf. It was impossible to tell whether he went on b oal'd a steamer or not. Another wait followed. Dull, cold work it was, too. It was now nearly ten o'clock and Harry again seriously thought of giving up on Alice's account, when suddenly Cashier Dodd again appeared coming down the wharf, accompanied by a young man of seedy appearance, who was evidently somewhat under the influence of liquor. "Ralph Hittinger?" questioned Alice. "Hard to say," replied Harry. "You know, the governor tried to get a photograph of him, but failed. The young rasca-l had taken the pains to destroy -every photograph of himself in his father's possession, so all the detective could get was a description of Ralph Bittinger." As Harry looked over Dodd's companion, this hardly see med to fill the bill. Again the detec tives took up the trail. It soo n b ecame evident that the two men were heading for the house of the hundred traps. So sure was h e of this that Harry decided that they should take a short cut through an alley and head them off. He was right. Again on the watch, Harry and Alice saw the pair enter the same da1k doorway. "Stay here, Alice," said 1Iarry. "I'll be right back." He slid across the street and' was quick enough to fall in behind Dodd and his companion as they started up the stairs Alice waited impatiently, by no means satisfied to have Harry take the risk alone. Ife returned in a mjlute, however, and with an expression of satisfaction upon his face. "Well?" demanded Alice. "Oh, I followed them to a room. I have located them." "Good I If it will do us any good, though I mus t confess I don't see just what good it can do." "Oh, I don't know. The next room is to rent. There i s a bill on the door." "That sounds better. Going to make a try for it?" "What do. you say?" "Yes, decidedly. There may be s ome cltance for us if' we can get into the next room." They crossed the street and ascended the stairs. "The bill says apply at Room 5 wherever that i s, Harry remarked. They located it at the end of the hall which was dimly lighted by a solitary flickering gas -jet. Haq;y knock ed and was told to come in. Seated in a big rocking cpairwas an immensely fat woman, with a cat in her lap. Her marked Ger .man features made it seem probable that s he was the landlady, Mrs. Minch. "You are Mrs. Minch?" "Yah." "We want to hire a room for. a week or so. What's the price?" Zwei toUar." "For both of us?" "Zwei tollar: It don't vas not'ing to me how many goes in de room." "Then s how it to us, please." "Dere's de key hanging py dot board. I got


8 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE de rheumatics I can't valk no go od. Tage de key und look at de room for your ownself." "It i s furnished, I suppose?" "Sure it va s furnished. You t'ink I a s k you to sleep mit de bare floor?" Harry took the key labeled 22 down from the key-board and he and Alice started upstairs to examine the room CHAPTER V.-Old Matt Moneypenny. Old King Brady really had no fixed idea as to what he ought to do to make a beginning in the work on hi s part of the strange case which he had undertaken. Here he was proposing to take up the trail of a man who vanished sixty-five vears before. The situation seemed hopeless enough. Yet there was one certain point and one possible chance which seemed to demand full consideration. The point was this: If Mr. Bittinger, the elder-Captain Bittinger we will call him for convenience, since a captain he actually was, had been in the habit of going to some particular house on Qopton street, then there mu s t have been people at the time aware of that fact. The pos s ibility was of some aged person being s till alive and in the neighborhood who re-. member ed thes e vi s its. The fir s t thing was to locate Copton street, which was eas ily done by aid of a man. Directly after dinner, Old King Brady went to Copton street and walked its length. On either side were o l d flat-front brick houses; with s teep slate roofs A. glance s howed that every hou s e on the street dated back more tha.P sixty-five years. But to which of tliese ho1,1ses did Captain Hit-. tinger go on that fatal night? This was a que s tion to which Old King Brady s carcely expected to obtain an answer. Still ther e i s nothing like trying, and h e went right at it. Thes e---houses were now, s ave one exception, all tenements or sailors' lodging hous es. The one e xception was 'No. 13 This hou se stood with clo sed door and blinds on its dirty front. That it had once been a sailors' retreat was evidenced by a weather beaten s ign w hich extended entirely across its front .On this sign, which bore but few vestiges of paint, Old King Brady wa& just able to make out the words : "Mariners' Return." The old detective drifted into a junk shop in a basement further up the street. Looking down the cellar stairs he saw an old man pottering about, s o he descended and put the "Friend, have you been doing here for a good many years?" "Forty-three. Why?" retorted the junk dealer, surveying Old King Brady with the air of curi osity usually displayE!d by those who s ee him for the first time. "I am trying to find out where a party named Moneypenny formerly lived "I don't know where he forme1 ly lived, and I don't believe there is any one a live who does, but I know where he lives now-sometimes ." "What!" cried the old detective. "You don't mean to tell me that the man i s s till alive?" "He told me some time ago that he was ninety five b u t you'll find him spry. "Then he is just the man I want to s ee. Which is his house?" Three door s below " O h, the house wheJe the o l d sign is?" "Yes, 'Mariners' Return.' "You say he lives there sometimes. Then he m ust live s omewhere e l se at other times." "Do you mean tp say he ijves all alone in that house?" "That's just what I mean. Catch old Mat keep ing a servant! He's t o o blamed stingy!" "What does the old man live on?" "Why, his rents, to be sure. He owns hal f the houses in this street." "Did you ever hear of a man n a med Captain Bittinger, who lived around h e r e years a g o?" pres sed the old detective; feeling that having made such a stonishing progres s there was a chance of going a step further. But no! The junk dealer knew no one of the name of Bittinger. The old detective now went to the Moneypenny house and rang the bell several times receiving no answer. Hi s action attracted con siderable attention, and children began to gather. It seemed a good time to pull out, and Old King Brady departed out of Copton street, at once pleas ed and disappointed, for he wou l d have liked to follow the matter up further. But if the man was alive, then there mus t be s ome one in the neighborhood who knew him better than the junk man did, it would s eem. Old King Brady walked along Commercial street until he struck a sign w hich he scarcely e x pected to meet with in s u ch a neighborhood. This was a real estate man's. The name was Bradshaw. The front was neatly painted and a big safe could be seen t}Jjrough the window, all of which se e med to indicate that Mr. Bradshaw might be a collector o f rents, perhaps for the owners of some of the valuable wharf and warehous e property in the neighborhood. It seemed probable that such a man might know old Matthew Moneypenny, so Old King Brady opened the door and walked in, to find Mr. Brad shaw seated at his desk. The detective at once made himself known. I am working up a case which requires me to find out about certain matters which happened many years ago," he explained. "I nave been referred to an old man by the name of Money penny, who owns much property on Cop ton ;treet. Do you know him?" "Very well," replied Mr. Bradshaw. "He often comes in here and uses my de s k while col lecting his rents. Sometimes, but not very often of late years, I have carried money over night for him in my safe.'' "Can you give me his permanent address?" "Singularly enough, I can' t, Mr. B rady. That is something he will never tell. His mail comes here. I have repeatedly asked him where he lives a1;1d how I sh8:}.1 getletters to him in case he don't turn up, lint he never would give me any satisfaction. He is a very singular "So it would s eem. Does he have much corres pondence?" Sc arcely any. What little there is concerns


THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE 9 his real estate, I presume. He owns a lot of it, and it is all unmortgaged. I have tried repeatedly to buy him out, but he won't sell." "Is the property very valuable?" "I should say it was. Copton street is a private way. If my backers ever get hold of it they will pull everything out, clo se the street and put up a row of warehouses We already own everything which Moneypenny does not, so you see we have got a foothold." Now here was a chance to advance a step further. "Then probably you have searched the titles and in looking up the records have learned who Moneypenny bought his property of," the old detective ob s erved. "Certainly," r ep lied Mr. Bradshaw. "I know all about it. He bought that property of one Captain John Hittinger, who has been dead many years." "I have heard of the man. Disappeared mys teriously, did he not?" "Don't know. He pegged out long before my time I never looked up his record. I have heard my father say that Moneypenny formerly ran a sailors' boarding house and made a great deal of money, especially during the Civil War. The old gentleman regarded him as an out and out crook, but all that, of course, is long ago." '"The mystery about the man would seem to bear your father's opini o n out," observed Old King Brady, adding: "But it seems provoking when I had no hope of finding this man still alive that he does live ind I can't locate him." "That would seem to offer a good field of detective work," replied the 1eal estate dealer, with a smile. Old Kil1g Brady thought so, too, but the ques tion was how to begin. He now walked around the block to see if was any way of ing the closed-up house from the rear. And th1s brought the old detective up against the house of the hundred traps, although he did not know it by that name. Pacing off his distances, Old King Brady now perceived that this ancient structure mus t stand almost in the 1ear of old Moneypenny's hou se He tried several other persons in the neighbor hood. Som e knew the old man, others did not. Nobody kriew where he kept himself when not staying at the Copton street house. Having s umed almost all the afternoon in these inquiries, Old King B1ady retumed to his hotel, feeling hopeful, for he had made a start at least. Of course, the first thing he did was to consult a directory in the hope of getting the desired address. Sure enough, Matthew Moneypenny's name was in the directory. His occupation was given as "retired capital isl;," while the address was down as Copton stre_ et. After supper, Old King Brady tackled the problem again. Copton street was revi sited. The Moneypenny house was dark as before. Several pulls at the bell brought no response, so Old King Brady again went around the corner and entered the hou se of a hundred traps. But this time there were people hanging about the hall who eyed him curiously, so he turned away and hung about the neighborhood, watching hi s chance. It was an hour before got it. Then he was able to slip through into the back yard, unseen. There was nobody in the yard. So up went Old King Brady's foot and a board in that high fence was loosened from its hold be l ow. By p ushing the board inward, Old King Brady was able to crawl through into the yard of the clo s ed housf'-CHAPTER VI.-Trapping a Murderer. Harry and Alice found Room 22 mu c h large! than they expected. But what interested them most was the fact that there was a door connecting with the next room, in which they could hear voices. Harry put hi s ear to lhe keyhole and found that he could easily heal what was being said. "Get on the job, Alice," he whispered. "I'll go down to Mother Minch and engage the room He did so, and speed il y returned. Alice was by the table. "What's the matter?" asked Har ry. "Is there nothing to do, then?" "Not just now." "Have they gone out?" "Dodd has ; the other one, whoever he is, )la s taken to the bed. Dodd told him he was too drunk to talk business, and that he better lie down and sleep it off; that he, Dodd, was going out for a while and would be in later." A long, dull wait followed It was nearly midnight before they heard some one stop outs ide the door of the next room, a lthough all the evening there had been people coming and going on the stairs. There see med to be two, and they spoke in whispers when they first entered the room, but raised their voices as. the talk proceeded. Harry at once got "on the job" at the keyhole. "He seems to be dead to the wo.rld," he heard one remark. "Yes," replied the voice of Dodd, "and that's the way we want it. You are sure this is the room?" "Of cour se. I don't make mi stakes. Are you still determined to do it?" "I am. We must do it. But don't talk to.o loud. I heard people in the next room a while ago. I think Mother Minch has rented it." "I don't see any light through thekeyhole." Harry congratulated himself upon having turned the light out as soon a s he heard the pair s tgp outside the door "It's a blame pity Ralph Bittinger had to die remarked Dodd's companion. "That has everything. If we only could have pass ed the old man off for his brother a ll would have been well." "That was your idea and his. I never had much faith in it. My idea from the first was that we ought to put Homer Bittinger out of busine ss and th1; m run Ralph forward." "If you knew Ralph as well as I do you would realize the hopelessness of it. He i s the crankies t pro.position ever. Loaded to the eyes all the time, too." "Have you put it up to him yet?" "No, I haven't. What's the use? We can't locate the will. Nothing wilr come of it till we do." Do you think the old man has any real r ..


10 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE "You know what I told you he wrote to Old 'King Brady. I suppose yo u haven't forgotten that. I managed to get a l ook at that letter?" "Why, of course n ot, Dodd. Why should I for get a thing like that? Are the Bradys working on the case?" "I assume they are. Old King Brady was in the office to-day." "You haven't seen anything of him around here, nor on Copton street to-night?" "No." "If we could only find old man Moneypenny all would be easy." "I stick to my theory that he lives in some old man's home, under another name." "As you know, I have tried every house in the city without s u ccess. 'That he lives under a false name is likely enough. If we would only wait we could ca tc h him at the Copton street house some night. But it can't be done The first of those notes will be due in a week. Homer Bittinger can never meet it. If it i s not met the business goes to smash. I.E we can push this thing through, cover notes, do a way with Hittinger, Senior, and put Ralph in his place, then, we have got a banking business good for $20,000 a year, man aged by live hands." "Yours for instance." "Yes, mine, for instance. I know my business, and don't you forget it." The voices ceased. Harry remained listening at the keyhole Dodd and his companio,n could be heard moving about. Only a few fragmentary sentences were caught now. "Is that the trap?" "Never would have thought-" "How sound he s leep s !" "Up with him!" "No, no ,Don't close it!" So surely as this was the house of the hundred traps, had one of those traps been sprung upon Ralph Hittinger now? Harry pulled away and hastily gave A l ice a general idea of what he had overheard. I am going to try to open that door," he riedly said: "We want to know more about this trap. There was no difficuJty. Harry quickly found a key on his bunch of skeletons which filled the bill, and the door was cautiously drawn back. There was nobody in the room. Al ongside the chimney a secret panel stood open. Young King Brady fla shed his light inside and saw that the wall of the room was a false one Beyond was a narrow passage and beyond that the true wall of the hou se. There was no stairs nor ladder, so far as Harry could see. ten to one there is a similar panel in our room," Harry whispered .. "In every room on this .,side of the hall, like enough." H e drew back, clo sed the door and locked it. A hasty search for a secret panel was crowned with success "We seem to be in it," said Alice. "Right in it," Harry replied. "Shall we follow the thing up?" "If you Hay s o." "I do sa:; so, but we don' t want to get you into trouble" "Never mind m e. I'm equal to any oTd thing, as you may well know." "Too equal-too rash." "Never mind, Harry. That's all 1ight, too. I know another party w ho has got himself into troubl e through his rashness more than once But you are the boss. Have it your own way. "Come on," said Harry, stepping into the pas and throwing the light of his electric flash lamp ahead of him. He led on towards the front of the building, developing nothing except the fact that there was a secret panel to every room just as he had supposed "Back track," he muttered, and they returned. Clo se to the rear wall they found what they were looking for-a secret staircase leading down. "Well named the house of the hundred traps," muttered Harry when, having descended to the leve l of the next floor, they came upon a similar passage. And here again there was a secret panel opening from every room. The stairs continued. Harry and Alice followed them down below the level of the cellar, where they brought up against two iron doors set in a brick wall at ab1 upt angles. Both doors appeared to be locked. The keyholes were large. ; the doors appeared to be very old. "Which way they went is the question," observed Alice; "if we go on we are liable to run up against tl)em." "Which I don't care to do until the case develops further, I must confess," said Harry, "but all the same, we must take our chances, for I am not calling a halt now." He got out his skeleton keys and tried -the left. hand door, soon finding a key which would take the lock Behind this door was an arched passage, built of brick, leading off into the darkness. It was damp and foul-smelling, yet there was nothing to indicate that it had ever been a sewer. Listening, they could hear no sound. Harry got out his compass and ascertained that the ran in the direction of Commercial street and the water He tried the key in the other door, but it did not work. They hurried on. The passage held its level. "What this ever could .have been built for is a mystery," murmured Harry, "but it certainly is very old." This was proved in a minute, when they came upon a block of marble, set in the brick. Upon this block, de

THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE 11 hastily, "we can do better business at the foot of the stairs." He caught Alice by the arm and hurried her back. Before they reached the door they could hear footsteps running their way. "Hold on, there!" a voice shouted. "Hold on, whoever you are, or I'll make it warm for you!" "He sees our light!" breathed Alice. "One moment and we shall be safe," replied Harry. They dodged through the door, closed and locked it. "Leave your skeleton in the lock, then he can't open it," suggested Alice. "We shall have him penned. "Good suggestion . It will give us time to think,' anyway." "Which one do yvu suppose it is? Dodd or the other fellow?" "How can I possibly tell? But from what I overheard, I should imagine it was the other fel low. He was for grasping the buried treasure, Dodd for u sing it to lift the forged notes and getting control of the banking business." "That's so! Hush! He is at the. door." was fumbling at the lock with a key. Of course, the presence. of the skeleton prevente,d him from inserting the key. They could hear the man swearing behind the door. "Hello!" he suddenly shouted "Hello! Who are you, out there?" "Don't answer," breathed Harry. "Let him stew a while." The call was several times repeated. Then the prisoner. seemed to become convinced that who ever had hemmed him in was gone and he began to swear. "Heavens! Am I to be penned in this horrible place with his corpse!" they heard him say. The voice did not sound to Harry like Dodd's. has murdered Dodd," he whispered. "I be lieve I will get him out, Alice. We ought to be good for him." "I am afraid he will put up a de sperate fight, Harry. We may have to kill him. Better get a pol iceman." -"But we are two to o ne, Alice." "No, three to one;'' spoke a deep voice behind them. Both turned quickly. The other iron door stood open, but they could see no one in the dark ness of"the passage beyond. CHAPTER VII.-All Kinds of Strange Hap-' penings. I Old King Brady, having kicked his way through the fence into old Matt Moneypenny's back yard, stopped to look around. It was not an ordinary back yard, for it was paved with flagstones, some thing common enough in New York, but seldom .seen in Boston. The whole of the small space was not covered, for the yard was of no great depth. The old detective had now got into just the situation he wanted. There was the back door of the closed house standing invitingly before him. Locked it was, of course, but if it was not bolted there ought not to be any great difficulty in getting'it open by aid of his ske l eton keys, the o1d detective thought, al{cl he went right for it. But it was only to discover very quickly that the door certainly was bolted There was light enough thrown into the yard from the 1ear windows of the houses around to make it easy to get along without,using the flashlight, and the old detective, resolved not to give up, now tackled the windows, which were concealed behind heavy wooden shut ters. There 'was nothing doing, however. The shutters appeared to be bolted, like the door. As for the windows on the floor above, there was no possible way of at them. It looked very much like a clean knock-out, when something prompted the old detective to make another and closer examination of the door. N'ow, it is doubt ful if another man-another detective evenwould have made the discovery Old King 'Brady did He, however, had seen such doors before, hence it is not altogether strange that he should suddenly catch on to the fact that this whole door frame and all was not attached to the brick work. He examined it top and bottom and on both sides. The door was certainly detached everywhere. Remembering that he had to 9-o with the back door of a crimp's house, this gave Old King Brady his cue. "Can this be one of those doors which open with a secret spring, even when l<1cked and bolted?" he muttered. "Upon my word, it looks that way." Now, at the risk of attracting attention, he got out his flashlight and followed the brickwork all around. Presently his eyes lighted upon half a brick, close to t he casement, in which a rusted ring had been set with lead. That the ring was old was to be seen at a glance. Old King Brady pulled on it. The ring did not move, but the brick did. Old King Brady, by working it a bit was able to pull it out. The brick proved to be hollow and the. hollow fitted over another iron ring. Again Old King Brady pulled, but there was nothing doing. He pushed with the same result. Not discouraged, he pulled on the ring, side ways. It resisted at first, but there was a cer tain movement which the old detec tive to exert greater strength, Suddenly the ring slipped up against the brick on the right with a click. Old King Brady pushed on the door. The whole business, casement and all, swung inward. The way into the closed house was now clear. "Well, upon my wotd, this is a great arrangement," thought the old detective. He examined the door on the inside and find ing that it opened as freely from that direction as the other, he closed it and began his examina tion of old Matt Moneypenny's house. And a singular place it was. Old King Brady began to consider this one of the strangest cases he had ever tackled. For this house remained practically as it have been years before, when it was conducted as a sailor's lodging house. One room on the ground floor was fitted up as a barroom. There were barrels of rum and gin, casks of brandy, bottles of the same behind a little bar, quaint picture s on the walls of old clipper and supposedly beautiful women, with chairs and tables standing-about upon the sanded floor. That no use had been made of the place in many ye11ra


, in ,, THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE was proved by immense accumulation of cobwebs and the mountains of dust which lay everywhere. Opening from this room one way was a which showed sjgns of recent use. The other way-towards the front--there was a laJ;ger 1 oom, which appeared to have been a sitting-room fQr the sailors. Here there were more pictures. On one s ide w a s a sack which held piles of news pape rs. Old King Brady examined the dates. The lates t he could find was 1868. This room was t ole1ably free from dust. In one corner was a and chair. There were old account-books in tb\! de s k and from several things Old K ing Brady fv\tnd there he felt certain that old Matt Moneypenny mus t make use of the de s k whenever he came to the h o u se. And it was in this de sk ip a drawer-tha t Old King B rady made a dis covery which led him to hope that he was going to b e able to locate the ald man in his othe r home For from this drawer he fis h e d out a picture po stal, quite modern. It represented a quaint lit tle cottage on t he seashore-a mere doll's house, i:;! fact-in fronta fence extended.. and at the gate :,tood an a ge d man wi:th snowwhite hair. Under the pictur e was printed: "The Hermit of Haddon Bea ch." "Old Mon e ypenny, sures t thing!" muttered the detecti ve. "This is a genuine stroke of luck." He carefully pocketed the picture postal and started upstairs Where Haddon Beach was did not know, but it was something easily to be a scertained. Upstairs the floors were divided intQ many small roo m s evid ently for the accommodation of sailors All thes e rooms save one, were loaded r w ith du st, the bed in mo s t instances re maining jus t a s the las t occupant had left it. One room s howed signs of care, and the old detective concluded that it must be the on e which old Matt Moneypenny u s ed for himself wh e n in the house. Old King B rady was now about to give it up when he suddenly stumbled upon the discovery that the hou se contained a .back staircase, whi ch while it could scarcely be called secret, still was manifes tly not intended for everybody's u se s ince it opened off from a clo set by a door which had no knob and was controlled by a similar arrangement to that of the back, door belo w Of course, this requir ed exploration. Old King Brady promptly de s cend e d those stairs ;md in doing s o made the di s covery that on many of the treads dark stains evidently blood "This joint has b een a bad place in its day, I'm afra id," muttered the old detective The stairs ende d i n a w a lled-up roo m in t h e c e l lar, whi c h had no vi si bl e d oor o r w i n d o w. Here there w a s a h u ge b o iler with a fireb ox underneath it. On a b e n ch man y too l s lay scattered a b o u t A s fo r bl o o d s t a i n s t h e floor was covere d them-great s p l a s h es The place s m e ll ed h o r r ibl y and s e e med not to have b ee n aired i n years. Old Kin g B rady s h uddere d a s h e look e d a1ound. I t s ee m ed t o h im as i f so m e w i c k e d i nflu ence hung ove r this 1oom. "Did they cu t u p the p e o p le the y murdered in this horrible ho u se h ere in this roo m and boil dow n f o r t h eir bones?" he ask e d h i m self. On ce o ld h a d unearth ed a s im ilar shop under t h e hou se of a cra zy d l'llggi s t i n Chi cago-a veritable ske le t on factory. It l Goked to him,_ a s he flashed his light about, as if this might once have been put to a similar use. But the stranges t part of it all was that so many years had elapsed and yet conditions in this house re mained-unchanged. And now came still another discovery. Satis fied that there mus t be some other way of getting out of this infernal kitchen, except by the back stairs, the old detective looked for a _secret door and found one. It was an ingenious contrivance and could not have b ee n easily discovered by anybody but an expert. The door opened directly upon a flight of stone s t e p s which de s c the direction of the rear of the house. "He1e's my road," tJi "ought Old King Brady, and pe hurried down, to find himself in a vaulted brick passage at the end. This was quickly covered H brought him up agains t an iron door. Old King Brady approached it cautiously for he could hear voice s behind it. Listening closely he s oon di s covered that he was up agains t Harry and Alice. "Bless the boy! He i s getting the re, too," he muttered. "So Dodd must be the traitor. Harry has tracke d him here, but what lie s b ehind this door?" He cautiousiy fitted skeleton k e y s to the lock, thinking to surpris e his partners. Now the y suddenly cea s ed talking. Old King Brady could hear a strange voice shouting, but the sound ap peared to be muffled and he was unable to make out wo r ds. Cautiously he opened the door, shutting off his fla shlight a s he did so. So engaged were Harry and Alice that they neither heard nor saw until Old King Brady supplemented Harry's remark by calling out, as quoted at the end of the las t chapter: No, three to one!" "Governor!" breathed Harry, catching sight of his chief a s he came forward into the light. "Here I am," replied the old detective. "What'sup?" Harry pointed to the other door. "We've got him locked in," he whispere d "Speak low. I d on't want him to know thatthere i s any one here. I am afraid he. has heard you, as it i s." It looked that way for the man had ceas.ed to either .call out or talk to himself now. "Explain," said the old detective. "My story will ke e p Harry hastened to explain the situation. "And you think h e has mudere d Dodd, then?" Ol d King Brady d e m a nded. "I go by what h e said, as I tol d y o u, was the reply. "We mus t t a k e him, of course. Op e n the door." Harry turned the k ey. Fooli s hly, a s it afterward p r o ved, he did no t t a ke it from t h e lock. But t here was n o b od y in s i g h t R e mus t have heard yo u Mr. Brady," o bserved Ali c e H e has t a k e n the a l arm al'!d gone back." "Yes, bu t t o his own t a l e h e can't get o u t said Harry. "Shall 'we follo w him up and t r y to g e t him?" H e 'll s hoot, s ure," said Old K ing Bf:ady, "if we g o i n there throwing our lig ht, t h e n we make ourselv es a bright and shining mark." "What s h a ll w e do, t h en?" \ Va i t T he y accordingly waited in' sil e !lc e, k eeping the


THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE 13 light in but standing to one !:'ide in case a shot should come. Fully fifteen minutes passed. It began to grow monotonous. Harry was ex pecting to get the order to advance at any mo ment, when all at once, from out of the darkness, a voice spoke: ;.. "You are the Bradys, are you not?" it said. "Yes!" cried the old detective, "we a-re the Bradys." "I thought so. You are after me?" "We are after you. Better give yourself up quietly. We are three to your one." "I will do it. Come in and get me." "No, you come out." "Well, I suppose I must." "But beware how you handle yourself. You want to throw down your revolver as soon as you come in sight of us. We stand for po funny business." "All right. It is funny business for me that I should have com e up against detective' s of your caliber." They could hear him walking towards them, and presently he came into view. was an under-sized man, rather thick-set, decidedly a tough-looking _proposition. His face was deathly pale and bore a wild expression. "Come!" called Old King Brady, "throw down your revolver." He sprang into full view, covering the fellow as he spoke. The man drew his revolver. "Oh, bags! What's the use?" he cried. "If I am up agains t the Bradys I may as well end It all." Then, quick as a wink, he threw up the revol-ver and fired, seemingly at his head, just behind the left ear. With a groan the man sank to the floor of the passage and lay motionles s with. eyes clo sed "Well, upon my word!" ,Harry. "Wait," said the old detective. "Careful now! It may be a trick." It would have been better had he heeded his own warning! They presently approached the man satisfied that he was dead. But they were speedily undeceived, for as Old King Brady bent over the supposed s uicide, he was seize he to be believed?" question ed the old detective. "I greatly doubt it. My opinion is that he was in possession of the secret and for reason of hi s own was not ready to put it to u se. The murderer mu s t have known that he had the papers in his possession and that i s why he went through his clothes. No doubt he intended to throw his body down the trap, but could not open it. Pow ever, this is all guesswork, of course." They now turned their attention to Ralph Bit tinger, and after many attempts s ucceeded in arousing him. He awoke fairly sober and as he staggered_ to his feet he stared about in stupid surprise. "How came I here?" he mu!mured. "''Brought here by that man and another," re plied Old King Brady, motioning to his partners to let him do the talking. "Joe Dodd! Good heavens, some one ha s stabbed him in the back! He is dead!" "As you see, young man. "Is this your work?" "Decidedly not. Guess again."


r [ '1 '14 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE I "I see! You are Old King Brady, the detective." "That time you guessed right, at all events. You, I take it, are Ralph Hittinger?" "No. My name is Brown." "Brown, nothing! We kno;y perfectly well who vou are.'t "Are you going to arrest me? I'll swear that I nad nothing to do with this!' "Yes, yourself under arrest. 'vVe know, however, that you did not kill this man, bul perhaps you may be able to help us determine who did I am going to describe the murderer now.'' "I'll telr" you who he is if I recognized the de s cription, quick enough. Joe Dodd was my friend." Old King Brady described the man as best he could "i don't know him," declared Ralph, and it was easy to see that he spoke the truth. "Come," said Old King Brady, "you may as well admit that you are Ralph Hittinger and save trouble." / But he would not admit it, and persisted in calling himself Brown. "You will come with us," said the old detective. "In: the presence of your injured father you will hardly deny your identity.'' Sullenly, Ralph followed them through the pas sage Old King Brady first searched him, but he carried no firea1:ms. Arrived at the door the old detective produced a peculiar pair of nippers, with long, slim blades. With these he was able to get hold of the key and turn it straight in the lock, after which one push sent it tumbling on the floor. Producing his own skeleton keys, then, the old detective easily opened the door and they ascended the long stairs in the h ouse of the hundred traps, winding up at the secret panel through which Harry and Alice had passed. Fortunately, Harry had taken the pains to mark this panel so there was no question about it being the right one. Once in the room they quickly passed into the one adjoining. That the murderer had been there and gone was evident, for the bureau drawers had been ransacked, also a grip, which presumably belonged to Dodd The Bradys had their look, too, but they found several things wh\ch went to prove that the dead man was surely Dodd. "We must get out of here now and take this young man to his father," remarked Old King Brady. Ralph began to whine. "Why don't you lock me up and be done with it?" he asked. "Ah, I see! You don't care to face your fa ther," said Old King Brady. "Anything but that. However, that is just what you have to do." "And mind, now," he added, "we shall keep a sharp eye on you, so no attempt to bolt. There is lots of trouble ahead of you if you do.'' At Haymarket square they were fortun11-te enough to get a cab. Old King Brady directed the driver to take them to the Touraine Hotel. "But my--. Mr. Hittinger don't live at the Touraine," protested Ralph. "Ha! So you d o know Mr. Bittinger?" observed t he old detective. "I know he don't live at the Touraine," snapped / Ralph. "I don't want to see him, anyway. Take me to jail." B u t to the Touraine he was taken, and Mr. Hittinger was, aroused. All this had been pre viously provided for. In case Ralph was captured his father desired to immediately hold a private interview with him, no matter what the hour was, -, night or d ay. And now his request was granted. What passed between father and son the Bradys never knew. At the end of an hour the old de tective was summoned to attend. He found Mr. Hittinger in the room alone. "My son has gone, Mr. Brady," he said . "I could not bring myself to do otherwise. He has faithfully promised to take the first train for the Pacific Coast and to remain there for the present." Old King Brady merely nodded. He had ex pected nothing else. "Has he confessed?" he a s ked. "Yes;" sighed the banker. "He claims that Dodd was at the bottom of it all; that it was he who inhoduced him to my wretched brother, who was the forger of the notes, et cetera, just as I supposed Now that both are dead, the game is played to a fini s h and I am left to right the ruin they have wrought as best I may." "He may have told you all he knows," said Ol d King Brady, "but there are points he does not appear to have covered. Let me run over our work and you will see what I mean." This he quickly did, rehearsing the conversation Harry overheard at the keyhole. "Ralph told me practically the same thing," said the banker. "I was to be capture d and put out of the way. Dodd figured upon securing the treasure and righting the business, pretending that he was acting for Ralph's benefit, but, of course, it was for his own As for the man who murdere d him, I have no idea who he can be, no1 has Ralph. But it is all over, now that Dodd is dead "Not all over by any means if his murderer has those sheets you so foolishly threw away. That they are written on with invisible ink there can be no doubt; quite as likely that they contain the clue to the whereabouts of your grandfather's I want those sheets, and I propose to get them, with the man. Far from being finished, I regard this strange case as but just begun." Not now, nor in the further talk which he made, did Old King Brady say a word about his own work, nor of the remarkable discovery that Mat thew Moneypenny still lived. For the old detect ive never exposes his hand to hi s clients until a case is completed, unless actually forced to do so. On the whole, he was glad to be rid of Ralph Hittinger, if he really was to be so favored. The detectives now sought their hotel for a little sleep. First thing next morning the death of Dodd was rep01ted to the police, who visited the vault with the intention of removing the remains. They did not find the dead man, howeve1. Fully two weeks later his body was fished out of the Charles River, so there can be little doubt the mur derer returned to the s cene of his c1ime and threw it down the trap. The next step was manifestly to follow up the cl w of the picture postal. Old King Brady easily located Haddon Beach, which proved to be "down _:


------'THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE 15 Hingham way, a s they say in Boston. Before going out there he visited Mr. Bradshaw, the real e state man, and showed him the card. "That's old Moneypenny, Bradshaw instantly declared. As ... this seemed to settle the que s tion, Old King Brady at once started for Haddon Beach. The old detective called first at a livery stable, which he found open. "The hermit," repeated the man in charge, when he put the question, you mean old man Johnson, I suppose?" "I mean this man," replied Old King Brady, exhibiting "the picture postal. "Yes, that's old Johnson. He lives a mile or more down the beach, in that cottage . I hardly think he is home, though. I haven't seen him in a week. He is often away for days together." "Does he live alone in that house?" "Yes all alone; has for years. "How old i s he?" "He told me he was ninety-five. He certainly looks it." "How long has he lived there?" You'll have to a s k an older man than me. Ever since I can remember he has been there." "Is he s uppo s ed to be rich?" "I s hould imagi ne that he is very poor from the way he live s but he must have s ome money, for he has never done any work s inc e I have known him, and he alw a y s pays his bills." H a vin g satis fied his curi o sity on these points, Old King Brady s tp.rted down the beach in the direction p o inted out by the livery m a n. He s oon came in s i ght of the cottage represented on the picture card. Old King Brady rappe d on the door. No a n swer coming to his repeated summons, he tried the door, but found it fast . It was the same at the back, and the old detective was finally obliged to resort to hi s skeleton keys, with which he easily gained admittance. Passing through a little kitchen he entered a living-room. At once he saw the object of his search in an armchair befo r e a s tove in which there was no fire. A tall man of immense age, with hair as white as sno w His head had fallen forward on his breas t ; hi s hands hung down over the arms of the chair. One glance was sufficient to show Old King Brady the true state of the case. After all, his hopes were dashed for there sat old Matt Moneypenny, dead. CHAPTER IX.-The Bradys Di s cover the Well. Clearly, the old fellow had been dead for sev eral days. Old King Brady made a seal' ch of the premis es. Upstairo but one room was furnished at all and this h a d evidently been the old man's bedroom. The only thing of which came out of this search was the discovery of a tin box in a closet. This Old King Brady openod with a key found in the dead man's pocket. It to contain, the deeds of the Copton etreot hou se s tax bills for same and other papers rf>latlngo to the property of little consequence. The deeds covered many houses and among them wel e a few on the othor street, the hou se of the hundred tra)?l! being one of these. All these deeds date ono week pre viou s to the djsappear ance of Captain .Hittinger. Thus this sing u i a r m a n had conv e yed all this valuable real estate to Matthew Moneypenny at that date, each deed reading: "For the sum of one dollar and other valuable considerations." Mr. Bradshaw told Old King Brady that Matt Moneypenny had on one oca s ion informed him that he had not a relative in the world. "If Hittinger can. only break these transfers he can bolster up his bus ine s s all'right," Old King Bradysaid to himself, as he locked the 'box which he had determined to take away with him. But the dead man's person still remained to be thoroughly s earched anddi sagreeable as the tas k seemed, Old King Bl'ady went at it. 'I'he result was the discovery of a letter concealed in an oil silk bag which hung about the old man's neck. This letter was addrl)ssed to "Homer Hittinger, 91 State street Boston, Mas s ." Old King Brady did not hesitate to open the letter. It was writte n in a cramped hand by an illiterate man, and ran thus : "Bos ton, June 15, 1870 "Sir.-i am the man yore granfather seen las t the nite he dyed; I was his rite bower for many yeres. i done what he t o le me to do becoz i always obe yed him as my captain and late r when we done bizne s s together a s h o re, so i d on't blame myself for wot happened one bit; i am now get ting old and I say to you, mister bittinge r, that there i s things you orter know! if you are a wi s e man you will break down the wall in the ole wel i hid under the pavement in the yard bl'hind my house, 5 0 copton street; i don't intend you shall get this lette r till i am dead hope you g e t it thcu all rite. Yours res pectively, "M. Moneypenny "Again the we ll c o m e s int o the question," mut-. teted Old King B r ady, "and this time we locate it. Surely this s in gular letter can mean but one thing, that Captain Hittinger's s keleton is hidden there. Thanks for the clue, my ancien frie nd." He now left the cottage, carrying away the box carefully wrapped, also a roll of mon e y containing about five hundred dollars which he took from the dead man's pocket. "I'll see him decently buried," he said "to himself, "so I might a s well take the money as to leave ij for the next person who comes along." Old King Brady now went directly to the livery stable and informed the proprietor of his dis covery. "I havo had business with the old man," he said, "and I s hall make it my buslnesll to s ee hil}l buried. I am returning to Boston by t.he way of Hingham, and from that town I shal) send an undertaker to take.charge of the remtdns." But this was made easier when thl\ liveryman informed Old King Brady.. ,that he hin self acted undertaker in thllt section, wh_ ereuvc.n the old d ete ctive turned the matter over to him, paying in .advanco. When he reached the hotel in Boston, Old King Brady found that Alice hadto Cambl'idge on private business, llarry was in1 however, and to him he told his l!tory and ex. hiblted hi s find. Young King Brady was gratly elate d . r


16 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE It was then so near noon that Old King Brady posed the well to be. Lorrimer sounded the stone determined to wait until after dinner, thus it was with his crowbar. two o'clock when they finally turned up at 50 "You are right," he said. f"It is hollow under Copton street. We should have me tioned that here." Old King Brady also took a bunch of keys from "Then go at it and raise the stones," ordet"ed old Moneypenny's pocket, and they came handy Old King Brady. now, for one of them proved to be the key of the He turned away and followed Harry into the front door of the closed house. house, for the latter had informed him by a secret So they let themselves in and proceeded to the sign that he wanted to speak to him. back yard, where they studied into the situation "What is it?" Old King Brady asked, as he with particular care. There seemed to be little stepped inside. doubt that the well lay under the stones in the "Why, governor, that fellow looks amazingly northeast corner of the yard. The detectives like the man we had the run in with las t night," sounded the pavement all over. At this point, whispered Harry. when they struck upon it,. a hollow sound was "There!" exclaimed Old King Brady, "now I returned. know what made me feel that I had see n him "We need a mason here," said Old Kin_g Brady. before. You are.right. Do you consider him the "Jill step around to Mr. Bradshaw's and see if same man?" he knows of one in the neighborhood, meanwhile "Well, I wouldn't want to to it, but he you can take a look over the house." certainly looks like him." Mr. Bradshaw yas in, and he listened with in-"Nor would I want to swear to it. The fact terest to Old King Bra dy's story of his 9iscovery is, at no time did I get a good look at the fellow." "So the old boy is dead!" he remarked. "Won-"S,ame here. We ought to be on our guard." der who gets all his property?" "We must, and will be. But say nothing now. Old King Brady now spoke of the mason. The Since we have begun with him we may as well go real estate dealer's curiosit;V was aroused, and he ahead to a finish." began to ask questions, but Oid King Brady man-They returned to the yard where the mason aged to head him off and left with the address was struggling with one of the flagstones, which of one, Joseph Lorimer, a stonemason nea1by. he presently s ucceeded in raising. He hurried to the p lace, finding a little offis.e at "I think I am mistaken," Harry found oppor-the end of a yard and Mr. Lorrimer in it. He tunity to whisper. "Now that I come to look him was a rough-looking fellow, and there was so meover he does not impress me as being t.Re man." thing about his. face which seemed slightly fam"We will keep a sharp watch out," was the iliar. reply, and they stepped closer to SJe what the "Do you know Mr. Moneypenny, of 50 Copton mason had unearthed. street?" he asked. There was just so il belqw the stone. Lorrimer "I do," replied Lorrimer, shortly. seemed got busy with his shovel, working in silence. The particularly reticent and gruff. coating of earth was not more than three incqes "He is dead. I--" deep; it proved to rest upon boards. "is, eh? About time," broke in the mason. "There you are! This is your well," Lorrimer "He was that mean I thought he would live to be observed, adding: a hundred, just to spite those who come in t01. "But I'll be blamed if I see how you expect to his property, whoever they are." get down there without a ladder." "I wa. s going to say that I am acting for the "Leave that to me," replied Old King Brady .,. "A ladder shall be provided." police," continuea Old King Brady, displaying his The fact was, Old King Brady carried in one shield "It is necessary to open up an old well in of the many pockets of that remarkable blue coat the back yard for certain reason s. If you can let a ladder made of the finest twine, yet so strong me have a man .to do it right. now I will pay Y0'!, as to be capable of bearing the weight of any or well, for there Is som_e hurry about the matter; dinary man. This he usuall carries 'th h' "I'll go myself,"' said the mason. . Y WI 1m. "All ht" 'd Old K' B d Many IS the tune It has proved to be of the greatng sal mg ra Y est service in his detective work. And Old Kmg Brady left, not at all sure thit One stone removed, it was an easy matter to the meant to come, after all . He f?und remove the others. The mason shoveled away the Hariy m the front hall when he let himself m at earth, revealing a circular lid with a ring at door .50 Copton street. ?" tached. The boards were so rotten that they alWell, d1d you get your mason the younger most went to pieces he h d 't A d detective asked. w e raise I n now "I I d'd" r d Old K' B d "b t a cucular hole, some thirty feet deep, stoned up 1 rep Ie ra y, on all sides, was revealed. fellow IS such a cranky proposition that I don t The Bradys' strangest case was advancing. feel altogether ;ure .that he means to They had found the well. But was this important yoursel! Did you find anythu!-g discovery going to lead to the further discovery I don.t suppose I have. 1 dldn strike .of the skeleton of Homer Bittinger's missing of Importance that you haven t men-grandfather? That to be seen. They waited, and after a while Lorrimer came, with pick, shovel and crowbar. He was dressed in working clothes now and looked even rougher than before. Old King led the way to the back yard and pointed out the place h<' ,;;upCHAPTER X.-Walled Up In the Well. "There's. your ladder, my friend. I told you it would be provided." It was Old King who said it. He pointed


THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE 17 down into the well. The1 e, sure enough, l e sted a ladder leading down. If the Bradys' conclusions 'were correct, then it must be at least s ixty-five years old, still it seemed to be sound. "Wet or dry, that's the question?" said Harry, peering down into the hole, which was decidedly dark. "Dry," r e plied Lo rrhner adding: "And n o w, g entleme n, i s there anything more I can do fo r you?" "Why, ye s ," said Old King Brady. "Now' I want you to open up one side or the well." "Wha t f or?" W e ll now, that remains to be s een. If you di s cover what I e x p ec t then you will know all about i t ; if not, then you don't have to know." "Huh!" grunted the mas on. "We shall want a lantern." I saw on e in the kitchen, Harry. You go in and get it,11 Old King Brad replied. H a r r v qu i ckly returne d With the lantern, wh1ch prov e d to be full of oil. took it and gingel'ly d es cen d ed the ladder, testmg each round a s h e w ent down. Well, how do you find it?" demanded Old King B I a dy. S "11 '11 b t '11 Pretty shaky. ti 1f 1t Wl ear me 1 WI bear you, I suppos e." The old d e t e cti v e follo w ed him down. Not only was there no water in the well, but there w a s no sign that there ever had been any. It did not s eem to Old King Brady that the hole was deep enough for a well. That s eemed to argue that it had be e n constructed for some special purpose. All curio sity himself, now, the old detective orde1 ed Lorrimer to go ahead and break through the s ide of the wall indicated in old Matt Moneypenny's letter which he had carried around hi s neck for so many years The mason went right at it wi t h h is pick. The lantern was placed on the floor of the well. Indeed, it was hardly needed, for s ufficient sunlight came down from above. It w a s a tough job gettin_g the stones started. "If you could drive an iro n rod in between two s tone s and then pull i t out s uddenly probably one of the s tone s w ould come with it," Old King Brady ob served. Good eno u g h but w h e r e are we tp get the rod? gro wled the mason. "Harry," said Old King B1ady, whose fears were now almo s t forgotten in the interes t he felt, "you know the r oom where that boiler is?" "Yes "Well, I h a d in mind w h e n I spoke such a rod that I saw t he r e Go and get it, please. It won't take a minute; the experiment is worth trying. Young King B r a d y accordingly left the. well Lorrimer toiled on with dogged p e r s i s tency. He did not seem to take n ;J.Uch stoc k in the rod s chem e "I'll hav e t h e stone started before h e can get back, he declared. But Harr y's voice was heard calling that he e<>uld not find rod, when some stone s fell out of the side of the w.ell, revealing a human skele ton. The n the worker turned, dropped his pick, leaped up in the air and gripped Old King Brady by the throat w hile Harr y was d esce ndin g the lad der. What a il ed the m a n ? He acted like one who had suddenly gone mad. The agility he displayed was wonderful. His weight thrown full on the old detective bore him back against the other wall; his head struck thtt stones with crushing force. With the mason on top of him, Old King Brady landed at the bottom of the well, half unconscious. Nor was Harry in shape to help him For at the very moment of the attack Young King Brady started to dra w hi s revolver. This probabl y threw his weight on the round upon which he w a s standing. It J>roke. Harry, losing hi s bal ance, fell headlong, striking his forehead upon one of the fallen s ton es It s eemed like fate. Not entirely did Old King Brady lo s e conscious ne s s, but Harry was completely stunned. This pas sed in a minute, and Young King Brady revived. The o ld detective was bending over him. "Thank heave n you are coming out of it all right, my d ear boy!" he said. "I need your help if ever I did. We are in a pretty pickle now." Hany saw that it was Q.ark, save for the light of the lantern. He looked for the ladder. It was I . gone. "What on earth!" he exclaimed, sitting up. "Oh, ye s r e plied Old King Brady, bitterly, "that ras cal has us penned all right. So much for not minding what we were about better. Well it can't be helped." "What! You don't mean to say-.-" gasped Harry. "Yes I do mean t o say, too. He has pulled up the ladder, replace d the coyer and the s tones. We are buried alive, my dear boy, and that is all there is t<> it. A nice mess L I am to blame for it all." "So he was the man, after all," sighed Harry, getting on his feet. "Indeed, l am not s o sure then," replied Old King Brady. He acts to me more like a plain, every day lunatic. He didn't touch the s keleton. He snapped and snal'led like a mad dog after he had s o effectually thrown me down. Really, I thought my skull was fractured when I went agains t thos e stone s But I wasn't so hardnit as you. I thought at fir s t you were dead. You have got a 1 wick e d lump on your forehead as it i s ." Oh, I a m a ll right," said Harry carelessly. "Let's look at your head. An ugly s calp wound more. Well, this is a pretty piece of bus ine ss, I must confess." ( For a moment o r so the Bradys stood looking at each other blankly. It was p ainfully evident that there was no getting out of the well by the way they came in. And the skeleton seemed to stare at them from its eyeless sockets. Harry half fanc ied that he c ould detect a grin on the fle s hless face. "You old sack of bones, and all this on your acc ou nt!" he crie d, shaking his fis t at the s keleton. "What's got you now?" snapped Old King Brady. "Hav e y ou t aken leave of your wits, too? Let's be sen s ibl e and see what we can do to work out this snap. I am not giving up by any means. Sicker horses than this kave got well." He caught up the lantern and held it into the break. "As I s uppo se, a sec ret passage," he muttered. "C om e we may w ork out' a ll right. But one thbur


18 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE at a time, and the first thing .is to examine the skeleton." "It has been correctly articulated for one thing," observed Harry. "Can it really be the skeleton of Mr. Hittinger's grandfather? If so, I think we may put this down a s the Bradys' strangest case." "I am ready to call it that anyhow," growled the old detective, who was "mad" clear through. He pulled away more of the stones, wanting to see how the s keleton was supported. This proved to be by the ni.ean s of two iron pegs passing through the feet and penetrating the ground. "Singular arrangement," 1emarked Harry. "I thought at ljrst that the thing was hanging from above." "Don't see any paper or treasure box," observed Old Xing Brady. I am afraid, Harry, tnat we are a day behind the fair. "Meaning that someone has been here ahead of us by way of the secret passage?" "Meaning precisely that." "Then it i s that man." "Mo .re likely Dodd, forhe had those socalled blank sheets. But for that foolish move of Homer H1ttinger's .all this trouble might have been saved." "Whatever Dodd had the other fellow surely got." "Put it probably. It don't s ure1y follow, but I dare say you a:r:e right. Let u s start exploring now. I am curious to see where that passage is going to lead us. We to finished with the s keleton." They stepped in through the b1eak. The passage in which the skeleton stood was constructed on precisely the same plan as the one they had followed the night before. It proved to be ex ceedingly short. The Bradys had not gone twenty feet before they came up against a brick wall. "Why look here!" exclaimed the old detective as be flashed his light upon it, "this wall is brand new." "Then that settles it," cried Harry. "Lorrimer the mason is the murderer of Dodd the cashier." "It would seem so." Suddenly Harry exclaimed: "Why, governor, here is the pickax. We ought easily to be able to batter down that g1een wall. I never once thought of it." "Didn't you," said Old King Brady. "I did, but I am satisfied it will be a uselMs effort." Harry got the pick and went to work on the wall. By dint of repeated attacks he did succeed in breaking down a section of it. A close line of steel rods had been built in behind the wall. To dis lodge these was quite impossible. "Nothing doing," said Harry, throwing down his pick. "Show me," remarked Old King Brady, taking it up. Harry suppos ed that he meant to try to dislodge the bars. But instead of that Old King Brady turned the other way .and started toward the well. "What are you going to do?" demanded Harry. "I propose to find out what our bony friend, the late Captain Hittinger, is standing on, and why l;le is so carefully pegged down," the old detective replied. And having reached the place, Old King Brady began to dig with his pick. He had no more than loo sened up the earth around the feet of the skeleton than the pick struck something which gave back a ringing sound. "Iron chest! Buried treasure!" Harry ex claimed. "Perhaps," was the reply, "but this time it sounded to me more like a stone." "Bttst ahead, governor, I am interested in this." / "Show me the s hovel," said the old detective. "I'll take a hand at it," replied Harry a s he secured the s hovel. He cleared away the earth, revealing a flag stone s uch as the yard above was paved with. The pegs in the s keleton were leaded into this stone. Between the feet was an iron ring, and below the ring were letters deeply cut, but so filled with earth that it was impossible to make them out. Harry brushed away the earth with his handkerchief, and then the detectives were able to read: "I am John Hittinger, the murderer. I stand on the tomb of my victims. Memento Mori." CHAPTER XI.-Alice Makes a Bold Break. when Alice got back to the hotel she found a note from Harry telling what Old King Brady had discovered at Haddon Beach, and stating that they had gone to Copton street to search for the old well. Alice's first idea was to join her. partners there, but just then came the card of a lady, a particular friend, who had come to call. It proved to be not only a call, but a request. The lady insisted upon taking Alice to her home to tea Feeling that there was nothing especial for her to do, Alice yielded. It was after ten when she returned to the hotel. To her surprise, and not a little to her concern, she found that the Bradys had not yet returned. Alice sat waiting until 11 o'clock, and then when they did not come she determined to go to Copton street in search of them. Needless to say she again adopted her male disguise. It was a raw, disagreeable night. Arrived at Copton street, she located No. 5 0 The house was .dark save for a light in the front room on the lower floor, whicli s hon e dimly through the cracks of the closed shutters. "Could it be the Bradys?" Alice .asked herself. There seem ed to be but one way of finding out, and that was to ring the bell and see who came to the door. Satisfied that she was in no danger of being recognized she boldly pulled the bell. The instant the bell resounded through the house the light vanished. Then after a minute the clo sed shutters of a window on the second floor were slightly opened and a man's voice demanded who was there. It was neither Old King Brady's voice nor Harry's. Alice hardly knowing how to act, but feeling that there was every necessity for caution, inquired for Mr. Moneypenny, and was gruffly told that he was not in. Then the shutters were pulled to and the window slammed shut. It


THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE 19 she could trace some res emblance in the voice to that oJ the murderer of Dodd. Going around the corner, s he .entered the hou s e of the hundred traps and made her way to room 22, to which s he still carried.the k e y. Alice had now determined to adopt a bold cou1s e. This was. nothing les s than to penetrate to the Copton street hou s e by way of tthe underground passage. Alic e starte d along the passage guided by her flash light. At the foot of the secret stairs she found the two iron -do01s open a s the Bradys left them. Alice, m aking sure that h e r revolver was r e ady for instant u se, started along the passage leadin g to t he Copton stre e t h ou se She had not advanced far when her atte n t ion w a s attracte d by startling s ound s Heavy blo ws came from behind the wall on the left. Quite uncertain what to do, Alice decided .to be on the safe side, so she kept on along the pas sage, coming to the secret door which Old King B rady had de s cribed and which led her into the suppose d s keleton factory in the cellar. Alic e s to p ped only fo r one good look around,,and then crept up the stairs and pas sed out through the clo set into the main hall of the Copton street hou s e. He1 e it was a case of lights out and clo s e li s t e ning. The instant her own light was extinguishe d Alice loc ated a light in the front room. Creeping behi n d a tier of barrels, Alic e now found herself able to g et a peep into the front 1oom. The man she -sa w was Lorrimer the mason. He was seated a t the de s k in which Old Kin g Brady found the picture p o s t a l, studying a legal pape r of con siderable bulk. H e was reading half aloud in a mumbling voice, and. from the way in which he mispronounce d certain word s he betrayed himself a s an ignorant man. Confound the luck, I can't make head nor tail of i t, he muttered. "It need s a lawyer. Don't b e lie ve the r e i s anything into it for me anyway unles s I s e ll out to Bittinger. I s'pose that can be done, now I've put the Bradys out of the way." She listen ed t o the mumblings catching a sen -tence h e1e and there. Gi ve and bequeath all tha t plo t and parcel of l and beginning at a point," et c etera. Why, it's a will," thought Alice a s she lis tene d "It i s s omebody's will. Probably the old captain's. The Biadys mus t have found the skele ton be fore he c ame to grief." But there were other papers on the desk be s ides the one L o rriJI!er was studying. "If I could only g e t my hands on them," thought Ali c e, but this seemed a wild idea. Certain it i s that the chance she sought came to Alice now. At first she thought that all was up with her, for Lorrimer suddenly arose and came into the bar-room. But the man did not even glance her way. He went directly behind the bar and bent down. Alice could hear him po:uring something. Evidently-he was getting a drink. Quick as thought she glided from con cealment into the front room, swept all papers from the desk, thrust them into her pocket and, blowing out the light, opened the door leading into the passage, and slid through. All breathless, Alice made for the closet without u si:r;g the fiasl}light. She used it when she got on the stairs, though, -and ran down into the r skeleton factory. A moment later she was in the underground passage. Scarce had she gained the foot of the stairs leading down into the passage when Lorrimer was heard behind her. "Stop, you s nooz er!" he shouted. "Stop or I fire!" Alice shut off her flashlight and fled for her life. But this was not going to s ave her. Lorrimer had a flashlight of hi s own. He fired now The shot whizzed above Alice's head. CHAPTER XII.-Conclus ion. Talk about strange cases! A skeleton standing on the tomb of his victims. What did it all mean? We want to know what lies beneath that stone, Harry," said Old King Brady, emphatically. They were able to lift it off the pegs without disturbing a bone, so ingeniously had the thing been contrived. Laying it out at full lene;th, Old King Brady got a grip on the ring and pulled. There was no such thing as moving the stone that way, however, until he got bus y with the crowbar. Then it began to give, and a few vigorous p1ies getting it well started, Harry grabbed the ring and pulled it up. .Beneath was a shallow vault, and grewsome enough were it contents. Twenty s kull s were in evidence; bones were scattered e verywhere. But amid thos e grim relics was a small iron box. "That for OUl'S !" exclaimed Hany, and be lowered himself down into that pit of death. "Pass it up," said Old King Brady. Old King Brady r e ceived the box and Harry climbed out unaided. Old King Brady was not long in determining the contents of the boxe$ Diamonds they were, rubies sapphires and emer alds too, it would appear; fine stone s and all uns et. The old detective onl y examined a few. "There i s a fortune here all right," he declared. "Homer Bittinger's bank is saved if we can only get away with the good s but stay! Here i s a paper of s ome sort. Now what hav e we here?" And unfolding the paper, he read as follows: "The contents of this box I e stimate to be wo rth about a hundred thousand dollars. My son or my grandson, if either of you live to open it, if the faithful hand I trust it to cardes out my will and does not betray his trust, then all i s yours if you c re t o receive ill-gotten gains. Know that for years I have live d a double life. At he art I have been a friend. I learned to love murder while master of a slaver on the African coast. Hundreds of negroe s have !'killed with my o w n hands. Murder became a passion with me. -It was for that reas on that when I settled down in Bo s ton and tried to b e res pectabl e I was forced to give it up and l e d a double life for years. It was I w ho was the real p1oprietor of the Mariners Return. M a n y a man have I murdered in that hous e and in the one in the rear-murdered and robbed. Their bodie s I boiled, their bones I buried in this vault. From one, a man who posed as a sailor, but who really was an adventurer, perhaps a thief, I obtained thes e gem s Where he got them I have no idea. I murdered him for the love of it, same as the rest. I wa s amazed /


20 THE BRADYS' STRANGEST CASE when I came to search his. body and found the contents of this box concealed in his various pockets. I have neve:r disturbed them, for I was rich enough. They are yours to do as you will with. As for the man I murdered, and from whom, I stole them, I do not even know his name. Old age is now upon me. Afflicted with an incurable disease, I know that my end is near. For that reason I have decided to poison myself. My faith ful friend will boil my bones as we have boiled those of others My skeleton will be mounted and placed over this tomb. The paper in my hand will explain itself; that is, if Mr. Moneypenny carries out m y instntctions. The m oney I openly leave behind me was all honestly made and can bring no curse to anyone. All this if the sealed packet which I leave with my friend Philip son is ever op e ned. .My preference is that it should never be. I have left instructions that it shall be destroyed at the end of a hundred years "June 15, 1?43. John Bittinger." Amazing!" exclaimed Old King Brady as he fini shed reading this remarkable document. "Well, may. this be called the Bradys' strangest case!" "A strange, strange case!" "Indeed ye s But put back the s tone, Harry. All this makes me sick, accu stomed as I am to such rights ." Harry replaced the stone. Old King Brady sounded the walls but there was nothing to in dicate than any operiing lay beyond. "It may s pell a two flay s job," r emar ked Harrv "Hardly that," replied the old detective. "I should imagine that we ought to be able to do it in a day. Fortunately we have no other way of putting in time just at present, s o let us get right to work." They had spent nea:rly two hours a s it was artd two more were added to them before they could get a chance even to b egin. For this was n o "green" wall which they tackled now. Its age was nearly a century, and the bricks and mortar were as hard as granite blocks But a pickax was jus t the tool for the purpose. The Bradys took turns at handling it. At las t when they were all worn out a breach was finally made. WJ:ten the op ening b e c ame large enoug h to enable them to wo r k to advantage, Harry_ went at it with the pick, while Old King Brad y worke d the shovel, thr o wing the earth back into the passage This w a s l ess laborio u s than the work on t h e wall h a d bee n, but it was s low. At last, h owever, it began t o !oak as i f s uccess was goin g to crown thei r efforts, fo r t hey cam e to another wall. "More pou nding," g1oaned Ol d King Brady. "Still it is not nearly as bad as it might have b e en. "Indeed no," repl ied Harry, c heerfully "we hav e o nl y had abo u t s i x f eet of earth to work thro u g h I looked for a t l e a s t t e n. "Bu t o n t he job boy! We may hav e the lucie to get h om e by mi dnight after all." A nd this was the pounding heard by Alice, who came along s ho rtly after this But the Bradys heard nothing, of cours e, and little dreamed that Alice was on the other side. The first soond not roade by themsel_ ves which reached their ears was the shot fired by Lorimer. At this time they haJ just succeeded in penetrating the wall. "What in thunder is that?" cried Harry. He thought the bullet had entered the breach which he had and he jumped aside. Now this wall acted diffe1ently from the other. Weak ened by the repeated blows which had been show ered upon it, the wall suddenly collapsed, falling outward. It nearly swamped poor Alice, who was thus brought to a halt by the pile of bricks. At the same instant a second shot went whizzing past her ear. "Alice!" cried Harry, reaching out with his lantern. "Was it you who fired?" "No, but I am firing no w !" cried Alice, about. She had already d rawn her revolve r and she let fly just a s Lorrimer was about to ftre again. With a fierce imprecation the man fell backward and lay at full l ength upon the floor of the passage. The hole even. now was not quite big enough to let them through,. but'.Harry s oon widened the breach. Alice was all in a tremble. "I have captured a lot of papers," she explained. !!I was looking for you in that Copton street hous e. I heard the pounding_ when I went through. I thought likely though you were in there." "Yes, walled in the well by that same precras cal cn_ed Harry. "But let me see how It fare_s with h1m before we do anything else." Lornmer was severely wounded but not dead nor 'did he die it may be mentioned until the claimed him for the murder of Dodd. Old Kmg Brady s howed him such attention as he could. He and Harry then carried him through to _Copton street and laid him on an old lounge. Allee now produced her papers blank sheets!" cried Old King Brady who _the quality of the paper. Good 1:' And thiS seems to be old Moneypenny's will Alice, looking over the larger document. Taken from the hand of the skeleton in the well," Old King Brady. "Let u s -He hastily examined the document. "Yes, that's wha t it is," he declared. "Leaves all his property to Bittinger Good, good!" Harry had take n the "blank sheets" f r om Alice. But they were no Somebody had out the_ InVISibl e wntmg and traced it over with blac k mk. It was a s imil a r statement to that f ound in the g e m bo x though differently worded a n d evidently writte n a t an earli e r date !t m a rned also the inform ation as to ho w to get -mto the other passage from the C opton stree t h o u se by a secret pan e l whi c h Old King Brady afterward l o cated. And s u ch was t h e e n ding of the Bradys' strangest case. Lorrimer 1 ecover ed in a hospital to d i e on the gall ows the co nfessed mur derer of Do dd who to b e cou s i n O l d \nil stood H1ttmger so l d o u t the Copton street property to M r Bradshaw and associates fo r over a mill i on. A s for the gems the y only b rought s om e f orty tho u sand The diamonds did that the colo r ed stones proved to be fakes Next week's i ssue w ill contain "THE BRADYS AND THE SCHOOL-BOY; or, HOT WORK ON THE BRANDON CASE:"


SECRET SERVICE 21 CURRENT NEWS TOO MUCH MUSCLE With a snap heard by players and Corcoran 's right arm broke as he was p1tchmg to a batter at Portland, Me. An X-ray showed fracture, probably because the muscles were stronger than the bone. SHARKS IN MANILA BAY Fishermen have reported' an unusual number of sharks in Manila Bay in recent. weeks, and some scientists believe that the many earthquakes experienced in the Philippines and adjacent islands have driven the shark s into less disturbed waters. It is said that in the days )Vhen Dewey's ships were lying in the bay near Cavite "swimmitJtr call" for the crew sounded each day, but n o w crews of the American fleet are forbidden to swim in the deep water unless they remain within the wire screening at Canacao Bay, where the Cavite naval station is located. A NEW INVENTION When the average man warms his hands before the fire of his hearth he has little thought of h o w far away the heat may be felt. However, if there were any relation between the practical and sc ientific recording of heat a device discovered at the Johns Hopkins Physical Laboratory might eliminate many worries about coal bills. The device, known as a vacuum thremopile, where heat may be recorded at great distance-s from its source, has been invented by Dr. A H. Pfund, associate professo r in phys ics at Johns Hopkin s University, according to a .report just released. The insbument has proved so effective thf in tests at Allegheny Observatory, where a reflector was used in conjunction with the thermopile, heat I'adiatio,n was detected fro m a candle eighteen miles away. Do You Read the ,MYSTERY MAGAZINE?" IF NOT WHY NOT? IT IS A GOOD BUY! A glance over the following contents will impress upon your mind that it is a "comer." It js the only magazine on the market which has a story broadcast over the radio by Stations WJZ and WJY. The Feature Story in No. 166, now on the newsstands, is "MIXED MOTIV ES" By Eric"Howard a fine story. The Two'-part Serial commencing in this number is "THE HOUSE O N LINCOLN ROAD" By J ack Gottlieb and Elmer Y askan There are six shol't stories, every one interesting, as titles and authors will convince you. Here they are: ."V ANDERDICKER'S CAT,'' by Jack Bechdolt ."THE GRAY SHADOW," by J ames W. Egan "TELLTALE SHREDS," by Dale D. Kier "THE TOY SALESMAN," by Edward Ettinger "THE LOCO MAN," by Dr. W. J. Campbell "AN INSIDE JOB," by J. M. Scanland Order No. 166 "MYSTERY M A GAZINE" from Your Newsdealer Toda y ''-


22 SECRET SERVICE IN THE WAR -Or,A Boy's AdV'entures in Mexico 'BY TOM FOX (A Serial Story.) CHAPTER XXIII. The Death Sentence. "Zanita we know is loyal," said Colonel Gonzales; "it is -not necessary to call him. Now, as evidence seems clear, we need spend litUe more time. But it is customary to permit the prisoners to say a word, if they wish, in their own defense." 1 The members of the court looked at Dick and ..Jup e. For a moment the boys hesitated. Then Dick, with flaming face and a dignified air, stepped forward, saying: "Yes, I will say a word in our defense. I wi:ll mention the fact that we were dispatched on a dangerous and important mission. We risked our lives to perform it, which we did successfully. For this we get no credit, but are falsely and on the word of an irresponsible half-breed savage and will be sentenced to death. And all for having served the Mexican cause and having done our duty." Dick then continued slowly and in an impressive manner to describe the exact facts in the case. He told of their becoming lost in the wilds, and of their finally reaching the Clifford ranch, only to find it destroyed. Dick turned to the man Miguel, and asked: "What do you mean by telling such a story about us? .You knqw that it is not hue. Do you want to see us die for a crime that we are not guilty of? Are you a man?" Miguel grinned, showing his teetb. "You spy!" he hissed; "you gring

SECRET SERVICE 23 FROM EVERYWHERE MANUFACTURING A LAKE A heavy blast fired in the Pextang stone quar ries, one of,the iargest in Central Penn sylvania, tmned the quarry mto a lake ovemight. The charge blew a hole m the bottom of the rock and struck a spring, which in twenty four hours made a lake approximately 400 feet long, 100 feet in wi.dth l!:nd from five seventy feet in depth. Assistant State Geofog1st R. V'(. Stone expressed the opinion that the lagoon IS permanent. SUBWAY BEGGAR HAS EASY PICKING Union beggars are getting $5 a hour this seas'on, it would appear from developments in Flatbush Court, Brooklyn, N. Y. Alexander. Thompson of Yonkers was anaigned before Magistrate Steers, charged with vagrancy after he had been arrested in a subway station by an officer of the Men dicancy Squad Thompson told the Judge he commuted daily from Yonkers to favorite spots in Brooklyn where the picki .ngs were The Judge express.ed the opinion that Brooklymtes were pretty gullible to b e taken in by professional beggars. Thompson was not severe in his demands on the Brooklyn public. He told the Judge he merely stayed long enough to collect about $5, which takes about an hour, he said. The Judge gave Thompson sixty days. Timothy O'Brien, up on the same charge and with twenty previous convictions, got six months. Both Thompson and O'Brien have wooden legs, but park them when they start work and use crutches. LARGEST MOTOR YACHT TO TOUR AROUND WORLD Eighty passengers will leave Southampton in October on the Westward, the largest motor yacht afibat on a ten months' tour around the world for scientifi c research purpose The ship i s owned b y Commander C. H. Lightoller, who, as second officer aboard the Titanic, remained aboard the stricken liner until she sank. The Hydrographic Office of the United States Navy Department has pr?vided the Westward with a set of charts covermg the proposed tour and has asked Mr. Lightoller to report, on their accuracy. The Westward will call at the West Indies, thence sailing through the Panama Canal to the South Sea Islands. Mter touching at Malpelo the yacht will make fo r Galapagos and the Marquesas Island. The Galapagos group, composed of volcanic cone s, is probabl y the we1rdest nng of islands in the world. The Paumotu I slands, fa mou s for the pearl lagoons, will be the next. stop pin g-place, then the Society I slands Samoa, Fiji, Tonga, Loyalty, New Caledonia and Brisbane. The vessel then will thread her way up Great Barrie1 Reef to Thursday Island, Gulf of Car pentaria, and through the islands of the Malayan Archipelago, visiting Christmas Islands, Coco Keeling, Diego, Gracia, Egmont and Male. A com plete film of the trip will be taken. CATCHING AN OCTOPUS On the coasts of Cornwall, England, t h e largest octopi are readily caught o n the fisherman's hook, and an objectionable companionship is sometimes the result; This was the case recently near Ma vagisse y. On a dark autumn night, in a small boat, Samuel Kelly was fishing on the high rocks off the Griffin Headland, when one of these devil fis h took hi s bait, 3J1d with the usual effort Wa$ hauled on board. But his difficulty was to get the hook to continue his wo r k, for he had been successful in catching ::;everal pollock and conger, and the moment he touched the brute some of its clammy tentacles would embrace his arm, holding him to the spot, for its other arms were fastgned around the thwart. Soon the beast became s o viol ent that it really made him fear it. He made a supreme effort to get his hook, but the creature fastened its largest suckers on the back of his right hand, and in the battle he had to drop his line and with the nails of his )eft hand to dig the suckers out of his flesh, for they seemed to bury. there. After thi s experience there was no more doubt or indecision in the fight for, seizing a sharp knife, he quick l y cut the hook from its hold, upon which the cuttle.. crept away to another part o f the boat. But this did noll' finish Mr. Kelly's night work, for O!l again throwing out his line he had a still heavier haul, and when it came to the waterline h e used all hi s shength, for the lin e was -new and stronger than he cou ld break. In his d i l emma h e harl to hold fln tie:ht an d, looking over the s ide 0y the aid of a flickering light, he foUI: d himself glaring into the eye s o f another devilfish, and a much larger one than the fir st. H e further found that the creature had taken the boat for its enemy and was attacking it with all its force, its tentacles embracing the stern o n the one hand and running forward to near the middle sectio n on the other. On thinking over his recent troubles with its neighbor, and the waste of time likely to ensue L-1 a still longer encounte1: with a stronger brute, he decided not to risk another fight, but to use tho advantage of its vio lent on s langht ofi the boat. Taking his knife and watching his opportunity he finally cut the hook out of the intruder, which, o n being libemted, soon dropped out of sight. The next day I verified most of Mr. Kelly's statements. The arms of the dead octopus in the boat stretched over se ven feet, and on the back of Mr. Kelly's hand was a very black, round bruise about half an in ch in diameter, corresponding with the inner circle of one of the largest s uckers of the dead octopus Since then he has caught several of these cut ties and one whose arms stretched over six feet and a half. I n our waters none of these head-footed mollusks have been known to take human l ife, but it is scarcely questionable, if favorabl e opportunities presented themselve s that they would do so,


2 4 SECRE T SER VICE INTERESTING RADIO NEWS AND HINTS ANOTHER TUBE The Pratt tube was invented by Dr. H. P. Pratt of Chicago. It consists of two plates in disk form in parallel, with a double spiral grid inserted between the plates and filament. The plate voltage varies from 8 to 40 volts It oper ates on four dry cells or a 6-volt storage battery and consumes .25 ampere. One stage of radio frequency amplification ahead of the crystal detector works more effi ciently than two or three stages. If further stages are employed there will be a reduction in signal strength. A stage of radio frequency am T'lification adds to the selectivity of a crYstal de tector. THEORY AND PRACTICE Theoretically, a one-tube reflex is equal to three tubes, as it is designed to furnis h one stage of radio frequency and one stage of audio frequen cy amplification; however, in practical use the average one-tube reflex i s equal to or slightly better than a two-tube set. TWO GOOD HINTS A conden se r in series with the antenna or ground reduces the wave length. The smaller the of such a condenser the greater will the reduction in wave length. A loading coil IS fused to reach higher wave length than the set lean otherwise reach m connection with a particular antenna. It prt>duces the same results as lengthP.ning tlce antenna. CARE OF LIGHTS A vactmm tube should not be lighted at max imum brilliancy. The more current supplied to the filament the more electrons flow, but after a certain filament brilliancy is reached there will be no further flow of el ectrons. This is called the "critical point" or "saturation point." If the filament is burned past the critical point, the life of the tube is shortened without an increase in efficiency. THE INVISIBLE LOUD-SPEAKER Along with the_ tendency to place all radio E'Quiument in a fine cabinet s o as to find a place for it in the living room, there is a tendency to place the loudspeaker in a cabinet. Several of the present offerings are in the form of attractive cabinets provided with a scroll and screen front. Just as in the case of the modern phonograph, it s eems almost certain that the awkward loud speaker horn must eventually disapper into a cab inet. RADIO FREQUENCY IN A HANDY PACKAGE There has lately appeared on the market a varia-transformer which simplifi es the problem of radio-frequei\CY amplification. Instead of having a transformer with fixed windings, this varia transformer has an adjustment which tunes it ac eurately for all wave-lengths between 200 and 600 meters. Perfect shielding and pig-tail con nections assure clear tones. Furthermore, the amplification is .mifornily maintained throughout the broadcasting range. This vario-transf01mer is put out as a separate instrument, and also in conjunction with a socket and rheostat, all mounted on a neat so9ket. THE TRANSINDUCTOR This new transforming apparatus was designed and invented by Clinton H Hulbert. On e of the latest types of transinductors i s applied as a push-and-pull radio-frequency transformer. This is the first instance of push-and-pull radio-fre quency amplification. Push-and-pull amplifica tion applied to radio-frequency with the use of transinductors is said to overcome distortion, in crease amplification, and give super-selective tun ing; in fact, it has similar advantages to those of the well-known audio push-and-pull amplifica tion in radio-frequency The push-and-null trans inductor by means of one dial is capable of con trolling the magnetic inductance, capacity and iron. It acts as a complete wave-length tuner, at maximum efficiencv. from 200 to 600 meters. It requires no vr riable condenser or any other con trol to bring out super-selectivity and sensitive ness in receiving, according to the inventor's claims. RADIO REACHES BRAZIL Dr. A. H. 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SECRET SERVICE 2 5 GOQD READING LIGHTNING AND MULE HOBOES FLOCK TO BERLIN -An electric cable being stretched by mule power at Burgin, Ky., was struck by a bolt of lightning. The mule's resultant kick hurled the shoes on his hind feet off and forty feet away. Examination showed that the nails had been straightened and drawn as clean a s if done by a blacksmith. The mule was burned a bit, but will 1 ec ove r WATER-FILLED CAVE BAFFLES EXPLORERS Exph>ration of a large unnamed cave near Navajo Lake, Southern Utah, has been ,begun by a party of Cedar City residents. Recently five men, wading in water sometimes th1ee feet deep, penetrated the cave for 300 feet, but they were forced out by lack of oxygen. The entrance, about f1ve feet in diameter, was discovered several years ago. Just how far back t11e cave runs could not be determined by those in the exploration party, but in some places inside it was 50 feet from the floor to the roof. When more suitable equipment i s received a thorough survey is plannec_1 STAR STRIKES; CROWD THROWS OUT HUSBAND Devoted admirers of Frau Emmy Shaw, the successful Mme. Pompadour now. playing in Dres d en, waited in vain the other mght for the curtain to rise on the second act. The lady had sud denly struck. The manager. appeared the curtain, made abject apolog1e_s and pro_IDlsed the audience the retul'n of the pnce of the1r seats. The husband of the singer, Dr. Hamko, shouted from one of the boxe s that no sal1;1rY. had been p aid his wife for weeks past. The mdignant au dience however, sided with the manager, yelling that $i 75 a night was too high a salary for _any actress in times of general stress, and to relieve tl:.leir feelings they threw the angry husband out of the theatre. BOY SPURNING 50-CENT BRIBE, SAVES BANK $3,200 Beggars and vagabonds have increased in number all over Europe, and particulady in Germany, s ince the end of the World War, notes a writer the "Berliner Zeitung." According to an authentic estimate there were 50,000 or 60,00(:) beggars in all states of Europe in 1910, not including European Turkey. The greatest percentages were found in Italy and Spain. In Germany, it was estimated, there were from 8,500 to 9,000 hoboes. Unemployment, of course, hardly was known fifteen years ago. Today the enormou s increase in the numbers of professional beggars and tramps is first of all a result of the unemployment crisis. Once driven by necessity into begging, thousands of men found they were able to make a living without working. In big cities this sort begs, aside from the regular unemployment aid, as a good "side income." 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