Told by the ticker, or, The two King Bradys on a Wall Street case : an up-to-date detective story


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Told by the ticker, or, The two King Bradys on a Wall Street case : an up-to-date detective story

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Told by the ticker, or, The two King Bradys on a Wall Street case : an up-to-date detective story
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Secret service, Old and Young King Brady, detectives
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Doughty, Francis Worcester d. 1917
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H WA RD AL KE R. -.19 f w 1 Ono exclamation escaped ihe lil_ls of the bank -robbers. Old -King Brady!" It was ind Md the old d etective. In each hand he gripped a revolver.

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OLD Issued Weekly-By Subsc,.iptio n $2.50 p e ,. i ear. Entered as Second Cl as. Matte r at the New York. N Y Pos t O.Jfice. Ente ,.ed a c c01cting to Act of C01t{Jes s in the yea,. 1899, in the oiJl,ce o f t h e L i b,. arian of C ongres s, Washington, IJ.i ()., by 1"1'a111< 'l'ous ey, 29 Wes t 26th Street N ew York. : 2. New York, 3, 1899. Price 5 Cents. TOLD BY THE TICKER; OR, THE TWO KING BRADYS ON A WALL STREET CASE. CHAPTER I. THE TRACES OF A MYSTERIOUS CRIME. p .C: clocks h a d long since struck the hour of n1id ht, a nd few p e ople were abroa d in the v icinit y of 1:ng Slip in the lower part of the grea t City of York. trs ago Burling Slip had wharfage and many 1 h schooner had anchored there, and left its ; f Holland ware for the burghers and gude if old New Amsterdam. me and plenty of earth filling had r eclaimed a.de solid the ground of that vicinity. So Bur "" t1 yet r e m a in s but to-d a y it is a sma ll street, J or its ship chandlers and junk store s. r.i'1.P'.'e are a fe w shipping offic e s y e t extant there. t hese bore ov e r its door tlle name of Willard hipowner and trader. n the present night the offices of Willard Hall : losed. was dark about the premises. ass erby would have thought nothing strange of tnd, in fact, it was not strange in itself, as every 1ffice was closed. a. man standing in the shadows of a doorway te sudd enly gave a start and lifted the drooping rim of his slouch hat. 1.ething in the darkness of that shop had caught tention. i saw, or he saw,, the faint twinkling mo0ary glimmer of a light .. beyond the stained and Ly glass windo.w. This was strange Why should there be a light in the shipping office ) Will&rd Hall that hour of the night 1 The clerks had long since gone home'. The proprietor himself rarely was seE!n in Burling Slfp 'Mter four o'clock of any afternoon. Then why should there. be a light .il! _the shipping office? Moreover, it was just such a pyramidal pathway as would come from a dark lantern. Had thieves entered the pl ace? If so, why? There could b e little to steal. Only the shipping books and they were of no value to anybody else. The watcher in the doorway continu ed to gaze and listen. In his eagerness he did not note tha t he had leaned far out into the radia nce of a street lamp. This revealed his figure :\nd profile and they remarkable He was a n old man i:, >i>"ty. Yet was supple and ac: i \ .:,.-as any young man. He was tall and strongly built. He wore a somevthat faded blue coat tight buttoned to the neck with 'a. white stock a nd collar. A very wide-brimmed white f,,\t hat was on his head. But his features were more arkable. His hair was iron gray, his face of that ong type which is easily made up with the aid of a r accessories. All ov e r New York this man w : k nown and famed He w a s no other than Old Brady, one of the most noted detectives Gotham or America ever saw. And Old King Brady was instantly interes.ted in matters in the shipping office, when he sa.w that glimmer of light. It only lasted a moment.

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2 BY THE TICKER. Then it died out. To Old King Brady's surprise it came straight to-But this did not deceive the old detective. He de ward him. dded at once to investigate. He was in a patch of gloom near a deep doorway. Leaving his present position, he crossed the street The man came flymg up and did not see him until ala short distance below and came up on that side. most upon him. In a few moments he was at the side window of the 'fhen he paused. office. He stared at Old King Brady in the darkness. It was so very dark riglit here, that there was no Then something like a low laugh rippled from his lips. possibility of h j s being seen. He crouched close by "Kismet!" he said. Is it you?" the window and listened. "Bismillah," replied Old King Brady. No sounds came from the shipping office. These two passwords seemed at once to settle the But in the distance, down a little alley the other identity of each. :Side of the ramshackle old building, the detective "Harry Brady," said the old detective, "what are heard retreating footsteps. you doing around here?" He instantly crept around to the rear of the struc"What am I ejaculated Young King ture. All was the blackness of Egypt. Brady, for it was that famous young detective. "I From beneath his coat the detective drew a dark am looking for something to turn up. I am Micaw-lantern. ber just now." He sent the rays flashing against the rear of the Young King Brady was a protege of Old King building. And as he did so he gave a start. J Brady's. The old detective had taken a fancy to the The rear door of the shipping office was wide open. young man, and had taught him much in the line of The detective flashed the lantern along the paved detective work. walk. As he did so he gave an exclamation. Young King Brady had proved an apt pupil. There was visible a few spatters of blood on the He had out into a criminal taker of the stone. most skilled order, and the two detectives worked toHe knelt down and them. He saw that gether to most perfect advantage. they were fresh. Although his name was Brady, he was no relation He hastily entered the rear door of the shipping to Old King Brady. How near he came to equaling <>ffice. him in detective work we shall see. To tell the truth, he would not have been surprised "Well, I have a job for you," said Old King Brady. to find evidences there of a dark tragedy at that mo" Did you see a man come around this corner just ment. now ?" To have stumbled over the body of a murdered man "Yes." or something of that sort. But he did not. "Ah !" Everything in the shipping office was orderly and "He went up into the building next to this. Just -quiet. Nothing looked as. if it had been disturbed. opened the door and walked in. Why-do you want Everything was in its place. A clock ticked loudly him?" -on the wall. Everything was apparently just as it "I would like to catch him,'' said the old detective. was when the clerks left. "Very good," said Young King Brady. "Let" us The detective looked swiftly about. see what we can do." Then he went out and closed the rear door. Both detectives started for the open door of the He looked at the blood marks once more and then building in question. At least, they expected to find started do,-\ln the alley, a silent, gliding shadow. I it open. The alley was a long one. But it was not. Just as he was nearing the end of it, he saw a man's "That's queer," said Young King Brady. "I saw figure come out at the other end in the light of the him go in here." .street beyond. "Probably he locked the door after him." At that distance he could fix upon no identifying "Sure !" mark. The young detective produced a queer shaped wire, But he kept the fellow in view and ran hastily after In a few moments he had picked the lock. him. Soon they entered Fulton street. Into the building they went. Up Fulton street to Broadway the chase went. Up the stairs and cautiously look ed around. Ar Then the unknown, without any suspicion that he rived at the top story, it was found that the skylight was being followed, darted into a doorway and van-was open ished. "There's where he has gone," said the young deOld King Brady could not tell which doorway it tective. was. Up they went. So far as he could see all were closed. He was just In a few seconds they were on the roof. Then the :about to give up the chase, when he saw a figure sudfound their efforts rewarded.
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TOLD BY 'l'HE TICKER. He sprang up and ran swiftly to the next roof as l "All right!" he said. "I'm ready." the detectives appeared. They received the message from the chief at ten They could not catch him, and he disappeared as o'clock. mysteriously as if the earth had swallowed him. At exactly twenty minutes past ten both detectives In vain they searched for him. entered the office of the chief of the Secret Service. "Well, I'm beat!" cried Young King Brady. "He That worthy was generally a very inaccessible per-couldn't have melted into air." son. ,, "No," agreed Old King Brady. Then he gave a An ordinary visitor usually had inuch trouble to start. get past the doorkeepers and clerks of the depart-With his dark lantern he had been examining the ment. roof, and now came upon a startling: and gruesome But the two Bradys walked boldly into the place <>bject. and went straight to the inner office. He picked it up. They were well-known and certainly privileged It was a hideous knife of the bowie pattern, and characters. dotted with blood. The chief looked up as they entered. The two detectives were aghast. In vain they "Good-morning, gentlemen," he said, with a smile. searched the roof for another clew. "You are prompt." All night long they continued their quest, but it "Is that unusual?" asked Young King Brady, was useless. with a grin. p ositive they had the of a I "Stop, you young rogue," said Old King Brady terrible crune, but where it had _committed, who I reprovingly. "I only come here when it is neces was murderer, and who the victim could not be I sary. Then I am sufficiently prompt. Eh, chief?" ascertamed. "That is right, James," said the chief, with a Old King Brady felt that a greater mystery he had laugh. Theri more seriously: "But I must not de never tackled. He was fascinated with the very dif-tain you long. The greatest case of mystery ever ficulty of the case, and was bound to see it through. known in New York has been reported to me. You CHAPTER II. TOLD BY THE TICKER. THERE was little to work upon. That a crime had been committed seemed likely, bli.t there was no bit of evidence save the bloody knife. It was a slender clew to work with, but the two Bradys took it readily. Nothing more could be done that night. The next day Old King Bra\J.y was ready for work. But as both detectives were getting ready to leave their apartments, a dispatch, worded as follows, was placed in the hands of Old King Brady. Thus it read: detectives I depend upon to unravel it." Old King Brady qoolly took a plug of tobacco from his pocket and bit at it. "Yes," he said slowly. Young King Brady, however, was instantly all excitement and interest. "It is a very singular case," said the chief. "I feel sure that you will find a dark and heinous crime back of it all." "Murder?" asked Old King Bra.dy, tersely. "Yes." "Identity known ?" "No." Body found ?" "No." "DEAR BRADY :-Will you and Young King Brady "Humph What is there to warrant the assump-both come to police headquarters as quickly as you I tion ?" can? Yours, THE CHIEF." "Only a queer message written out by a stock "Humph!" said the old detective, "I wonder ticker connected with the New York Stock Ex-what' s up now?" change." "What shall we do?" asked Young King Brady. Old King Brady gave the chief a silent, furtive "Of course we'll have to go down and see the glance. chief." The latter proceeded : "But--" "There is the whole mystery. This stock ticker is "What?" in the bachelor apartments of Mr. Seth Hardman, "This case we are now on--" capitalist and stock speculator, No. -Irving Place. "It will rest a few hours anyway. Let us go down The wire is a special one and owned by him, and con-to headquarters." nects with the office of Sharpe & Dunn, Brokers, Young King Brady was surprised. If there was Wall street. They receive the regular quotations one place the old detective shunned it was headquar-from the New York Stock Exchange, and transmit to ters. him e"ery day from their office by their own oper Only on rare occasions was he seen there, and then at.or." only to get the details of some new case from the chief. Old King Brady sat with half closed eyes listening. But here he was proposing a visit to the chief's 'Young King Brady had his notebook out taking office. The young detective, however, did n ot demur. notes. ..

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\ TOLD BY 'l'HE TICKER. "Now, of course," said the chief, "the office of I Sharpe & Dunn is only open between the hours of 10 A. M. and-4 P. M. The operator then goes home, the doors are locked, and there is no possible way of 1 entrance to their office the night. "Ve11y good Now comes the mystery. Last night, it may have been after midnight, Mr. Hardman, who was asleep in his bachelor apartments was awakened by the sharp clicking of his stock ticker. "At first he thought he was dreaming. But finding that his senses did not deceive him he rapped on the wall of an adjoining room and arom;.e
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TOLD BY THE TICKER. / I "But there is no logical connection that I can see. There can be two murders." Finally be paused in the doorway of one of the buildings. "That is simple addition. We are talking geom etry, but while we are doing so we are wasting time. One thing is certain-a murder was committed last night. Whether it was a spirit hand which sent that message over Seth Hardman's stock ticker or not is not important. It is for us to prove the murder and settle the facts as to who did it. Then we must cor ner him." "Your deductions are logical." "Very good! There may have been two murders. We will proceed on the supposition that there was only one. I got track of some mystery down in Bur ling Slip last night. How it can be connected with the affair in the brokers' office I can't; just now see, but that it is connected I have a presentiment." He saw a silvered sign: SHARPE & DUNN, Bankers and Brokers. Old King Brady tram' ped up the stairs and entered the office. He was hardly noticed by the throng of busy men there. What interested the old detect} ve was the telegraph table at which an operator was busy sending quota tions to private offices all over the city. The old detective watched the operator. He was a careworn looki;ng man of middle age. Once he looked up and Old King Brady caught h ,is eye. The old detective turned away. He was satisfied. CHAPTER III. That man knew nothing of the crime. Then he watched the two principals of the firm be-THE BUCKET SHOP MEN. hind their desk railings. The. detective turned and YOUNG KING BRADY was astonished. went out. He saw that the elder detective was in earnest. He looked curiously at the locks on the doors. De-For his part, he could not in any way connect the two scending to the street he studied the windows and the affairs. fire escape. But Old King Brady now turned away, Then he abandoned the theory that any trace of the "I've learned enough here,'. he said. "Now I'll crime was to be found there. tell you what I want you to do." He turned his steps toward the New York Stock "\Vell ?" Exchange. "Visit Mr. Hardman's office." He enttred and stood outside the pit watching the "Ah!" excited throng of brokers. Chance proved his friend. "But go in disguise. Don't let him know your Two young men entered the pit. identity." As they passed Old King Brady, he heard one of "All right !" them say: "You may make up as a young scion of a wealthy I "If we can only get the will probated in time to family about to invest some money in railroad stocks. get the money, I think we can make some money in Get his opinion of them, etcetera.. While you are I Western Union. It is bound to go up before Septem' there, if you can, get a look at the stock ticker and ber." the connections. Get an impression of Mr. Hard"I believe the Granger stocks are safer." man. Meet me at four o'clock at the Astor House "Well, we'll try them, too. But, I say, isn't that rotunda." Biff McClure out there beckoning to us? What "Done !" and Young King Brady glided away. brought the fool here?" The old detective walked down Broad\vay and 1 Every word of this was heard by Old King Brady. turned into a barroom. Now, as a matter of fact, the old detective had He purchased a glass of beer for a blind, and then sized up these two young men at a glance. retired to an anteroom, such as is common in down. They were of that class of brokers known as town saloons. "bucket shop men. Here he made a remarkable metamorphosis in his They dealt wholly in margins. No stock certifi-appearance. cates were ever held or sold by them. 'Vhen he slid quietly out by a side entrance, he was Yet they had dozens of "customers," who put a type of rustic farmer. their money on the rise or fall of the market, just as He loitered along and finally turned into Wall the race track gambler puts his on his pick of a bunch street. of horses, or the faro player on the turn of a card. It was at the time of day when business was most And this is called "buying and selling of stocks," Ji,ely on the Exchanges. and practiced by men of all classes as a respectable People were all on the rush. form of speculation. A more unadulteratdor vicious Bankers and brokers and messengers we.re flying form of gambling does not exist. from one office to another. Things were lively. Men who follow this calling are hungry sharks on Nobody had any time to give more than a cursory the outskirts of the whirl of finance. gl.ance at the old countryman. Their hungry maws gather in everything which Old King Brady's sharp gaze scanned every face. comes that way without respect to age, sex or creed.

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6 TOLD BY THE TICKER. The duped is sure to lose his all in the entered, and coming up to him, slapped him on the end. shoulder. Thus Old King Brady sized up these men. But when he saw a flashy looking tough, with t}le hardest type of face one can imagine, at the door of the Stock Excl;iange signaling them, he was satisfied. They were crooked Now, Old King Brady had a deep and special inter est in crooks. In lieu of any clew, Old King Brady dropped the brokers' office case for the moment and gave his attention to these three crooks. For the shop men were as much crooks in his opinion as the tough at the door. One of them remained m the edge of the pit, though he did not go onto the floor, another proof to Old King Brady that neither he nor his partner were reputable brokers. The fellow at the door held a low and earnest con-"Hello, Biff, how does it work?" was the query of the newcomer. Old King Brady's quick ear caught it. McClure turned quickly, regarded the newcomer an instant, and then fl.ashed a searching look about the barroom. His gaze rested an instant on Old King Brady. But only an instant. It was apparent that the tough did not regard him with suspicion. "All serene," was Biff's curt reply to the other's query. Good Mike and Sid are over on the dock and they want to see you." "All right, I'll go right beer?" "Don't care if I do." The two drank at the bar. over. Have a glass of versation and then went out. Old King Brady regarded them curiously. They The bucket shop man rejoined his companion. were a curiously assorted pair. They talked in an -undertone for some while. Then Biff McClure looked the tough out and out, but his one o!--the rascals drew a paper J?ad from his pocket companion affected a suit of fl.ashy, though soiled and began to write down the quotations. l clothes. Spoiling one sheet on the pad he pulled it off and I H. 1 t d b t t 1 d" t He is men was s ripe u ex reme y ir y. threw it away. . Wl th cl 1 b"t Oll K B 1 wore a wlute tall hat and carried a cane. ien ey move a ong a 1 c mg rac Y se-He was hardly respectable enough for a bunco man, cured this. and too well dressed for a race track tout. At its head was printed the following : Old King Brady was puzzled to place him. But C L I F F & C A L L that he was of the criminal class was sure enough. No. BROAD ST. And this was knowledge enough for the detective Brokers. Dealers in Puts and Calls. Special attention paid to Ma.rgins. Always a Winner. See our Latest Market Letter. Do Business With Us. It was just as the detective had thought. They were bucket shop dealers. "Broad street,'' reflected the detective. "I know where to find them when I want them. Will probated Some friend has died and left one or both some money; but what is their business with Biff McClur.e ? That's the fellow I'm interested in now." The detective dodged through the door and out upon At an unobserved moment he wrote down the names he had heard. Sid and Mike. He also heard McClure call his companion Dixy Bent. Presently the two crooks left the saloon. They crossed over South street to where a number of large harbor barges lay in dock. On poard one of these, considerable smaller than the others, stood two men. A sign was pasted on a part of the bow of the barge, to indicate its freight. POTATOES, ONIONS AND CARROTS. the street. There were many other similar craft. Again chance was his friend. All were freighted with grain, hay, bricks or sand. Leisurely making his way up the other side of the But this particular bo a t seemed to ca,rry little freight. street was the tough. On its stern was the name : It did not take Old King Brady long to get onto his "Mary Carter, Flushing." track. It sat high in the water and appeared to be almost He shadowed him down Wall street as far as South empty. street. Perhaps it was waiting for freight. Here McClure entered a barroom and partook of a Or having unloaded was waiting for a tug to convey free lunch. it back to its home port, Flushing. All the while Old King Brady was right behind him. Surely, as long a,s it stayed there it must pay wharf His guise as a countryman ,:Vorked well. I dues. The tough did not dream that the old detective was At the stern of the barge was a cabm or deck so tracking him. Ifhe had his ronduct might have been house. Two doors entered it, one from each side different. There were two windows, but the shutters were And as McClure was at the lunch counter a man closely drawn. I I

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'l'OLD BY THE TIC.It.ER. 7 Now, Old King Brady knew all about barge and I "Shut up, Biff Can't ye treat the gept respect-anal boat life. I ful ?" On som.e of ri:er canal freighters, the j haw I That's easy talk fer you, Sid Carptams hved \\"lth their fam1hes. Close quarters, to I ter.' e sure, but not altogether uncomfortable. "Well, dry up I I'm the captain of this boat, and As McClure and Dixy Bent crossed the street, the Mike Hurl is the mate. You're only an outsider. ld detective saw them signal to the two men on the See? Now, old man, we don't want to buy your poarge. ta toes.'' Then they crossed the wharf, and in a few moments "Wall, p'haps I'd buy if yew'd sell cheap enough," oined them.' I said Old King Brady, with a chuckle. "I'm jest All four stood on the deck of the barge engaged in adealin' in 'taters, ye know." onversation. The detective was deeply interested. "Speculatin' in 'em, "Yas; yas, thet's it!" CHAPTER IV. C arter gave the others the wink, which was not unA S U SPICIOUS BARGE. noticP.d by Old King Brady, and said : BEHIND a pile of lumbe r for a scre en, Old King j "All right! We're pretty well sold out. Com e rady studied the four m e n on the deck of the b arge. down, and we'll see what there is." The more he pond e r e d the m atter, the b ette r s at-This was just wh a t Old King Brady wanted. H e fle d he became tha t s ome dark scheme w a s up. was anxious to get a look a t the inside of that barge McClur e a nd B ent were pla'.inly crooks. The other So he followed Carter down a ladder into the hold. women must b e the s a me_ The barge was well emptie d. It did not take the old detective long to formul ate The re were a few bins of potatoes and a few of plan of action. ions, but no c arrots. The d e tective w ent aroun.dJ.!.reHe w a s determine d to li;now what the ch a ract e r of t ending to be interested in the po tatoe s. -his barge crew w a s. He kn e w tha t the master s of But a ll the whil e he w a s sizin g up the interior of' ost of the rive r fre i ghters w e r e r especta bl e m e n. the b arge. But these m e n could hardly b e r espectable, to be. H e saw nothing suspicious, however. and in glove with s uch rascals as B ent and McClure. "Well, old man, what do ye think of 'em?" the When Old King B rady made up his mind to act, captain of the b a r g e aske d. e was n ever slow. "Humph !"re join e d the d e tective. "They're a bit r Presently he w a s making hi s w a y critic a lly along knurly and nubby. Hain' t got any smooth stock,. ie wharf. hev ye?" He appeared in his disguis e to be a genuine "This is all we've got." utchess County farmer. "Wall, wha t do ye ax?" The four men on the bo a t saw him approaching. "Two and a qu arter a bushel!" So rustic and c lowni s h were his mov ements that Old King Brady roll e d his e yes. ey exch ange d l a u ghing remarks, which were not "Gosh! I gue ss you'llkeep 'em!" he cried. "Yew st by the keen ey e of the old detective. kin buy best Hebrons for one fifty, an' the t s fancy." "All right," thought Old King Brady. "He "All right. I c a n hold till I git m y price.'' ho l aughs last, l a u g hs best." "In course But I reckon you' ll hold a good The d e tective c a m e fu s sily alon g the wharf. while." Then his g a ze se e m e d to ali ght on the sign: They climbed up the ladder. P-oTATOES, ONIONS AND CARROTS Old King Brady had gained his point. Instantly he was interested. He glanced at the He knew tha t the potatoes were a blind, and the ur m e n on the deck and then crossed the plank and prohibitive price proved it. The barge a nd its gang alked aboard. were crooked. "Haow do ye dew!" he exclaimed in a nasal voice. With this discovery he believed he had the gangI see you have some 'taters aboard." well placed. The four men laughed uproariously and it se e med But so far not the slightest thing h a d dev e loped to, the countryman unnecessarily. He bridle d up. prove that this gang was in any way connected witn "Wall, what is wrong naow ?" he asked. "Didn't the Wall street case. sk ye a respectful an' a simpl e que stion?" So he decided to drop them for the time. His pres" All right, old jay," replied McClure, with a leer. ent efforts must be devoted to the mystery told by We'll answer ye. Do ye want to sell some potathe ticker. es?" So he left the wharf. "Yas." "Well, we've got 'em to sell. See? yin'.'' Going up Wall street he looked at his watch, and We ain't saw that it was nearly time to meet Young King Brady as per appointment in the Astor House. At this the others laughed. But one of the four, a man ard, said sharply : He accordingly bent his steps in that dire ction. with a short, stubby !' As he turned into Broadway he dodged into a hall. way, and behind a door unseen changed his disguise.

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, ( .. t. . I I TOLD BY THE TICKER. He emerged upon the street, Old King Brad;,, J "No light as yet thrown on the mysterious disap whose familiar white hat and tightly buttoned blue pearance of Mr. Willard Hall, the well known shipeoat had so often caught the attention of those who owner, who has done business in his offices at Burling met him. Slip for.a full half century. Arrived at the Astor House entrance, he was pleased "When the clerks employed by Mr. Hall reached to see that the young detective was already there the office in Burling Slip at the usual hour this morn waiting for him. ing, they were unable to enter. Together they turned into the rotunda. "It bas always been Mr. Hall's custom to be on In a quiet corner of the place they exchanged exband first himself and open the office. Hi-s oldest clerk :periences. "Yes !" said Young King Brady, "I did as you directed. I visited the office of Mr. Hardman in disguise. I did all I could to locate a clew." "The man's story is no doubt as straight as can be. I saw the ticker and sized up the valet. Everything is all legitimate so far as they are concerned. The mystery only deepens "Humph!" said Old King Brady. "It is discouraging, isn't it?" "To the contrary, young man, the case is progress-ing fine." Young King Brady was amazed. "Without a clew ?" "Yes, but you must know that all is outlined now. What remains for us to do is to find the body of the victim and. locate the murderer." "That is precisely where we were in the beginning.1 :& o, yeu are wrong. We had only this conclusion .as an assumption then. Now we know where we :Stand.'' "Yes," admitted Young King Brady. "And that is favorable?" "I suppose so," said the young detective. "But can you tell me just how we are going to locate the murderer? I cannot see the slightest clew." "Murder will out. It will come. I am sure that some deal in Wall street business is connected with :all." "Well, I agree with you." "Therefore," concluded Old King Brady, "to Wall street we must look for our first and opening -0lew. "All right, I am anxious to at once get under the matter." Just at that moment a newsboy burst into the J>lace. "Wextra All about the mysterious disappear .ance Buy a paper, boss." Old King Brady placed a copper in the boy's hand, :and took the paper. He glanced at the title heading of the first column. As he did so he gave a mighty start. Young King Brady turned. "What is the matter?" he asked . "Do you recall my experience in Burling Slip last night? Look!" The a .ccount under the heading in condensed shape rPad as follows : I does not remember of his failure to do this. "But the clerks waited until noon 'and were yet un able to enter. Then Mr. Hall's butler came down from his residence in Harlem with the startling re port that Mr. Hall had not returned home the previ ous night. "After ml,lch investigation, word was sent to police headquarters. An inspector visited the office a1id managed to open the door and enter. Everything in the place was just as orderly as when the clerks had left the night before, with the exception of Mr. Hall's desk, which was in a state of disorder. "Then the back door of the office was found un locked and open. This the clerks were sure had been locked securely at the time of closing. "High and low search made for Mr. Hall. There were no evidences of foul play. Neither could any reason be given for an unceremonious departure or suicide. Mr. Hall is a man of large means and great intellectual ability. It may be that the police will find a clew to-day. The public awaits developments with great suspense." Old King Brady crumpled the paper and flung it away. He glanced at his watch. It was half after four. "I knew that a tra.gedy had been enacted there last night," he said. "That shipowner is a dead inan." "Murdered ?" "Yes, inurdered." "By whom?" "That remains to be seen." "What could have been done with the body?" "There is the mystery." "Do you think the bloody knife we found was the weapon?" "I do." And the fellow we chased over the roofs was the murderer?" "He was!" "There the whole thing ends," said the young detective. "We do not know the identity of that fel low. The murdered man is not to be found." "But he will be!" "The murderer did his work well." "Ay, except in one particular," Jeclared Old King Brady. "And that--" "He left his knife and traces of blood. It may be

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TOLD BY THE TICKER. 9 a small clew, but it is something. I cannot rid rpyself I But there was none to dispute the course of events. of one impression." There was no other heir. "vVhat is that?" I N 0 trace of the old man's body had been found. "The Wall street case and the Burling Slip case I There were no other relati :es than Cliff to take charge are in some mysterious way connected. Just how I 1 of the property. Sometbmg had to be done cannot say now, but it will come out, it will cofe So a lifelong friend of Hall's was appointed ex-out !" ecutor by the court, and the estate was put in bis ; hands. CHAPTER V But the court wisely ordered the will to lie in proOLD KING BRADY ATTENDS AN AUCTION. bate an extended length of time, fully a year, in case Two w eeks passed. news came that Willard Hall was yet alive or other Not a clew had been found to either of these mys-heirs should turn up. terious cases : the tragedy told by the and the The attorney employed by Cliff tried to block this, mysterious fate of old Willard Hall of Burling Slip. but the court's decision stood. Nor had anything been seen of the two King I So all that Cliff had at present was the prospect of Bradys. nigh a million in one year. They had dropped out of sight as effectually as if 1 B u t this prospect established his credit, and this l ed transferred to the bottom of the Atlantic. to complications, the result of which the course of our But beneath this placid surface which affairs had story will reveal. taken, there was a brewing of startling inc i de nts It was decided to close up the offices in Burling which would amaze the country. Slip. The old shipowner was accounted dead and an exCliff objected to conducting his uncle's business and ecutor was soon appointed for the settlement of the es -there was no other interested party. tate. So the executor employed an auctioneer and the ef-His sole heir was a nephew whose name was Allan I fects .of the office and the stores on hand were sold Cliff. The will bequeathed all his property to this out. heir. The two weeks had elapsed, however, before this I t was a rich estate, being worth nearly a millio n. auction took place. It ,\1as known that the young heir had been a trifle The auction was attended by a heterogeneous crow d wild and was connected with a number of rather hazy of p e ople vVall street schemes. There were junk dealers and wharf mongers, c api So old business men who had known Willard Hall, tains of coasters and masters of h arbor craft. Itin-shook their heads soberly and said : erant hawkers and peddlers and so on. "The property which the old man by strict inI n the crowd was one curious looking sailing master, tegrity and rare business methods acquired, will soon who looked like an edition of a Grand Banks skipper, be dissipated. fog horn voice, tarpaulin, jack boots and all. And young Allan Cliff did not even wait for the J He made a point of bidding on nearly everything, probating of the will to lay the foundation for various yet seemed to buy nothing. speculative schemes which had long been his cherished The auctioneer at once sized him up for the usual hoboy. complement of jibes and jests, which kept the crowd I t was not difficult for him to issue paper based on in a good humor, although it might retard the sale. his prospects, and get large loans from bankers. There were boxes and bales, casks and hampers, The bucket shop firm of Oliff & Call now bloomed chairs :111d cordage, and all the truck usual in a ship amazingly forth. chandler's store. New offic es in Broad street were occupied, and an Every article was tagged and put up by the auc-army of clerks employed. tioneer and his assistant., Had the firm at this juncture confined itself to a Among the storts were a dozen barrels of salt horse strict commission business, all might have been well or salt pork, such as is used on shipboard. But that was no1rthe ambition of either. When the auctioneer came to these, he shouted: Their hope was to become a power in the money Step up here, you sailing skippers, and buy this market. To set themselves up as manipulators of the salt horse. You all need it on your n ext trip to the greatest stock jobbing schemes of the day. Banks. It's the best quality, and shall go to the How they succeeded we shall see. highest bidder. Of course, young men with the proclivities of this The crowd looked the casks over. young firm of brokers, with money at their disposal, Of course they were headed and air-tight, so their were hardly contented to live a prosy life. contents could only be accepted according to the Rich apartments at an uptown hotel, a fast horse, stamp placed on them by the inspectors. a box at the opera, and sundry midnight games at But properly sealed, salt pork is known to keep an the club, became the regular order. indefinite length 6f time. 1 All tlJiS got under way in the short space of two So there was but little risk in buying under such weeks . circumstances

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to TOLD BY THE 'l'ICKER. The biddfog was lively. There seemed to be a special demand for salt horse. The old sailing master did not bid at first. He scru.tinized the bidders, however, closely. Among the foremost was one man whom the reader has seen before. ")fou're a fool!" retorted Carter. "What did ye bid me up like that fer?" "I intended to make you pay for it." "Feel any better?" "I know something I didn't know before." A strange expression crossed the face of the barge master. Then a dangerous gleam flashed from his This was Sid Carter, of the harbor barge eyes. Qr freight boat. He looked at the skipper keenly and searchingly. Behind him stood Mike Hurl, bis river partner. His partner, Hurl, moved up close to his shoulder. The old sailing master watched them closely. The "What do you mean ?" he asked, in a low, con-bidding carried the casks of pork up to a price of two strained voice. dollars and a quarter each. But the skipper only shrugged his shoulders and Here they hung, and it seemed as if they would be replied : sold at that price, when Carter shouted: "I know you had some special reason for wantin' "Two dollars and a half!" that pork. But you've got it and you can keep it!" Instantly t.he old sailing master called in a grating "That wasn't what you meant," insisted Carter, voice: in an ugly manner. But Htirl whispered something "Three dollars!" I in his ear and he at once checked himself. Surprised, everybody looked at him. I "I always say what I mean," replied the skipper, He stood with head down but keen eyes glinting in a peculiar tone. "And when a barge master who from beneath bushy eyebrows and looking penetratJ never feeds his crew buys salt hoss, I always make up ingly at Carter. my mind he buys for speculation." The latter stared at him. "Well, what of it?" Then he grinned :ind made some remark to Hurl. "That's what of it." It was evidently of a contemptuous sort, for Hurl With no further word the sailing skipper walked laughed sardonically. contemptuously away. But the sailing master did not seem in the least Carter seemed on the point of following him. abashed. But Hurl said in an undertone: "Come, come!" said t.he auctioneer. "Will nobody ra ise this bid? I am offered three dollars. Is it all done at three dollars ? Going-going--" "Three fifty !" called out Carter. ''Four!" said the sailing master, just as promptly. "'Four fifty !" "Five!" "Six !" "Ten dollars!" A murmur went through the crowd. Even the auctioneer was surprised. He glanced from one to the other. He seemed inclined to sell to the old skipper. A cloud rested on Carter's brow. He stared at the sailing master, and then growled: "What are ye bidding like that fer ?" "Because I feel like it," replied the skipper, perti-nently. "Do ye want that pork ?" ''I've taken a hankering for it." -''Then ye'll pay for it!" "'I'll pay more than you will." "We'll see!" With which Carter turned to the auctioneer. "Fifteen dollars!" he cried. "Twenty!" said the skipper. "Thirty!" roared Carter. The skipper did not bid again. He only smiled in a "Don't be a fool! We're ruined if we run up against that man !" "What do you mean?" asked Carter, angrily. "Don't you know him?" "Eh?" Carter looked inquiringly at his mate. I tell you I shook in my boots all the time he was here !" said Hurl. "I was afraid he'd get dead onto us. If he had we'd have been goners !" "What do you mean? Who the devil is he?" "He's the worst man on earth to have on your track. I penetrated his disguise at once. He is Old King Brady the detective." Carter turned deadly pale. "The deuce!" he gasped. "Are you sure of that ?1 0 "As sure as that we are standing here this moment." "Then his bidding against me was all a clever game?" "Yes, and he was trying to sound you. I tell you it was a close call. Ugh! I thought we were in f'rit!" A deadly light gleamed in Carter's evil eyes. "Well," he said, with a deep breath, "he is as you say a dangerous foe. But he mustn't cross our track. If he does, I'll trap him, and there'll be one less sleuthhound on the Secret Service force." peculiar way. CHAPTER VI. When the 'pork was bid off to Carter, he simply A TRIP TO STATEN ISLAND-THE TELEGRAM. walked up to the latter and said : I THERE was no manner of doubt that Sid Carter "You wanted salt hoss bad, didn't ye?" meant what he said.

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TOLD BY TIIE TICKER. 11 Indeed in moment a deadly purpose had be-J The pilot came aboard the barge and a conference come fixed in his mind. He meant to execute it. ensued. With an ugly leer he said : "Mike, that old cuss is on our track and he means t o do us harm. The best thing we can do is to lay for him and do him to the end." "Dead men are harmless foes." "Exactly !" "Well," said Hurl, with a cold-blooded laugh, "I must agree with you, but we mustn't lose sight of on e thing." "What?" "We've a hard man to do." "Allow that. He can be done !" "Oh; of course, if he don't do us first." I "I b e lieve you're a coward." "I'm not a fool." "Well, well, we'll drop the subject, We must get I that pork aboard the boat. How beautifully everything has played into our hands." With this the two villains crossed South street and went aboard the barge. A half hour later a heavy van was engaged in transporting the casks of pork to the wharf. They were then stored in the hold of the barge. During the auction sale Old King Brady, for he \:y was in the guise of the old skipper, had assidu ously searched the shop of the missing ship chandler. Every article had been scrutinized by his eagle eye. His bidding on the pork was only a bluff. He wondered why Carter was so anxious to secure the dozen barrels of salt horse. But he could attach no connection between that and the mystery of Willard Hall's fate. He attributed Carter's willingness to bid, even to an exorbitant price, to his grim and stubborn dis position to not accept defeat. "V.T ell, he paid well for that old junk," he chuckled. "I believe that fellow Hurl probed me." However, when the pork was stored aboard the bai;ge Old King Brady loitered by and saw the casks placed in the hold. And as he did so he saw that a signal flag had been hoisted to the little staff over the cabin. "That's queer," be muttered. A longshoreman was standing near. "I say, matey," he said, affecting sea slang, "I've sailed in ships bu1; I never saw a streamer like that afore on a craft of that kind. Can you tell me what she means?" "Sure," replied the longshoreman. "It's a signal to call a tug." "Oh, then they're going to move?'" "Yes." The detective knit bis brows and strode into the cover of a shed near. He continued to watch the barge. "Wonder where they're going and what's up?" he muttered. "It does look queer." Presently he heard a shrill wl1istle and saw a fussy little tug steaming into the slip. The result was that in a few moments a tow line was out and the barge began to glide out of the dock. The detective watched it out into the river. He had no idea of losing sight of it. He wondered where they were going. "Perhaps to dispose of the pork," he thought. "I'm going to know." He ran rapidly along the wharves. Suddenly he saw a small tug tied to a pier. The captain stood on the d eck talking with a couple of the crew. The detective went up to him quickly. "Are you the captain of this tug ?" he asked. "Yes, sir," replied the tug master. "What is your time worth?" "What do you mean ?" "What will you charge me for the use of your tug for a few hours?" "Ten dollars an hour." "I'll take it!" "Get aboard What's your tow ?" "Only myself!" replied Old Ki_Ilf: Brady. "Ah, you want a ride?" "Yes!" "Are you a newspaper man?" "Allow that I am and that I want to make a scoop. No questions asked. See ?" "That's all right," replied the captain. "It's your orders. We are ready "Do. you see that tug out yonder towing that barge?" "The empty barge ?" "Well, it is pretty near empty!" "Why, that is the Kitty Clark. I kno,., her captain well "All right I want to follow that barge and see \Vhere it goes. But we must not have the appearance of following." We can fix that easily." "All right! Go ahead !" The Baxter, which was the name of this boat, steamed out into the river. The captain took a zigzag course to avoid the sem blance of. pursuit. The detective remained in the cabin. He saw that the barge was being tofed to the channel east of Castle William. He knew then that the place of destination was undoubtedly Staten Island, or perhaps some point on the opposite shore. The detective easily guessed the purpose of the vil lains. "They are seeking a retired spot," he reflected. "They are afraid it will soop get too hot for them io New York." This satisfied Old King Brady of one fact. Something was pending. There was some job afoot.

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TOLD "BY THE 'l'ICKE:R. =========================-=========== =================================== What they had bought the pork for he could not "Then I will sh<:>w you the disp atch." imagine, unless it was for a blind. The operator place d it in Old King Brady's hands "There's some game !" he concluded. "We shall Thus it r ead : see!" "DIXY BENT, EsQ. It was true that the barge was being towe d to "HOTEL METROPOLIS W es t street, New York. Sta t e n Island. "Everything is r eady. We have the s alt horse In a little retired cove, sheltered from the wind and I Will come to the city when we heM from you w i r e rough water, the barge w a s anchore d. us. Then the Kitty Clark steame d away and left its J "CARTER AND H URL." tow. . The detective studied the epistle and trie d to rea d All this Old Kmg Brady saw from his tug. lhen b etween the lin e s. he said to the captain of the B axter: But he w a s baffled. "Put me ashore around that headland. Run down "Wha t sort of a game is up?" he mutte r e d. a ways and work up the shore." l "Why do they speak of the salt horse ? Wha t m ys A l l ht ,,, rig .'sir tery is it?" The detective paid the tug m aster. He was compl etely at a loss to unde r stand it. 'l'h e I t had taken two hours to tow the barge across. At I de epe1 he w ent the more confusin g h e found matte r s a favorable point the detective w a s put ashore. "There' s alw ays a w a y to unra \ e l," h e mutte r e d. OldKingBradyknewthatthescentwasnowgrow"I'd b etter go back to New York. I v e done a ll I ing keen. can h e r e Perhaps Harry h a s got h o l d of something 1 The utmost precaution must be used. He watched It is time for us to join forc es." the Baxte r out of sight. So he "vent down to the li ttle wharf and took the Then he cautiously made his way up a steep slope. first staame r for New York. H e arri\ e d late i n From the summit of this he could s e e the cove where the evening. the barge was anchored. I H e searche d e v e r ywhe r e for Young Kin g Brady. He saw that a small skiff had put out from it. But without avail. In it were the two barge men, C arter and Hurl. ( The young d e t e c t ive h a d been workin g the \ iVall "Going ashore eh?" muttered the dete ctive. I I stree t end of the case H e h a d li ttle fai t h in t h e \v,9nder what that's for?" conn ection of the Burling Slip c a s e as Old K i ng He watche d the two men intently. The y left the Brad y had. skiff and started for a small hamle t which was not The old detective h aunte d W all stree t a ll t h e far distant. n ext d a j But h e could not find Young K i n g The d e t e ctive now took occasion to change his Brady. guise. Tha t the young detective some wh e r e in t h e He assume d the g uis e of a well to do countryman, busy thoroughfare h e f elt sure But to find him was and strolle d l eisurely along into the town after the not so e a s y villains. Whe n evening c a m e Old King Brady struc k a They went dire c tly to a t e l egraph office. scent. Here they r e m a in e d for some little while When He saw Dixy B ent
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' TOLD BY THE TICKER l8 He had spent most of his time in. shadowing Allan Cliff and his partner in the bucket shop business, Jeff Call. The young detective had donned a disguise and applied at their office for the purpose of inquiring the prices of certain stocks. In reality it was to gain an idea of the system by which Cliff & Call did business. The young detective found that the two brokers had suddenly found elevation in the speculative world. Their paper seemed to find accepta,nce without question, and on the street their names were coupled with deals in prominent stocks. It did not take Young King Brady long to put two and two together. H e decided a t once that Cliff & Call were doing a shadowy business and fast striking into the "pace that kills." Still the young detective could find no clew through them to the secret tragedy told by the ticker. He had almost made up his mind to give up the scen t as unprofitable, when one day an incident oc curred which caused him to change his plans. He sa,w Ca.11 leave the Stock Exchange one afternoon, and shadowing him followed him to a basement saloon, where he met and was closeted with the two rascals, Dixy Bent and Biff McClure. This d e cid e d the young detective that some crooked work was underneath all, and he knew that he must unearth it. So he continued his clever work of shadowing the villains. Day after day persisted and without much recom pense. Still he persevered. "It must come!" he muttered. "Any turn now may bring it." And his assumption proved to be well warranted. I t bore fruit. The very day that saw Old King Brady tracking the barge to Staten Island, gave him important information. He tracked McClure and Bent into an Italian eating house in Pearl street. In the disguise of an itinerant Italian peddler Young King Brady got into the place. He managed to secrete himself behind a door and heard a startling plot. "I, don't know about any side issue," Bent was saying. "I think we're doing well enough, Biff !" Yes, so long as the young fools have any money to give us. But they won't hold up forever." "Not likely!" "You can see it as well as I. Then we'll be left on our uppers again. I tell you it don't pay to get left !" "That's right !" "Now I've got the watchman all fixed. I've asked him down to Jerry Flynn's to play a quiet game until nin e That's the hourhegoeson. He won't goon!" "Ah!" "Knockout drops in his beer!" "Good!" "Then I get his keys. The rest is easy. The safe is a Mosler combination. I can open it to a cer tainty." "You're a terror, Bi ff !" "Well, when I have to b e. Now I shall wire Mike and Sid at Staten Isla nd to cbme over." "Then the barge is there ?" "Yes, and the salt horse aboard. Sid bought it at auction." "Good !" "But he had a rub to get it. An old sailing master bid him up to twenty dollars a barrel. Who do you suppose he was?" "Who?" "Old King Brady!" The other villain gave. a start. The deuce Was he onto the game?" "It seems not. He didn't strike anything, anyway. Well, that's bow things stand. Now there's a hundred thousand in that safe and we want it." "We'll have it!" You bet we will "You'Ye laid the wires fine, Biff." A few moments later the two schemers left the place. Young King Brady was close on their heels. The young detective was elated as well as intetested. He intended to be on hand when that safe. was broken. Though what safe it was he could not imagine. He was much interested in McClure's account of Old King Brady. It satisfied him of one thing. The veteran detective was gammg ground. Developments would soon occur to bring someU1ing to light. Of this he felt sure. But in spite of his best efforts the two villains eluded him before evening came. r Do his best, Young King Brady could get no track of them. He was much chagrined but not a whit discouraged. He kept busy all the rest of the day following up every clew possible. He felt sure that the safe to be broken was located in or about Wall street or Broad street. At nin e that night, he remembered the safe breaking gang were to meet. Carter and .Hurl were to be on hand. An idea struck Young King Brady. If Old King Brady was on the track of Carter and Hurl, as he had reason to believe that they were, it was possible the old detective'might show up on the scene himself. 1 In that case Young King Brady knew that his / ic es might ,be needed, and he was determined to b I on hand. And chance played the game into his hands. 1 It was a little past nine when Young King Brady, 11 w hO was lurking in the shadows of a Wall street. J

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14 TOLD BY THE 'l'IOKER doorway, s a w two men hurriedly cros s the street at It did not take Young King Bra d.Y. but a u in s tant a poi n t fift y y ards below. to asc end this. Almos t instantly, upon reaching the opposite side, U p the fir e es c a p e h e w ent toward the roof. they disappeared. Up and up, p ast window a fter window. H e m ad e The young detective was instantly on the spot. sure that the s e w e r e a ll fa s t e n e d a nd no e n t r a nc e had Not a person was in sight or to be found. The debeen made through them. tective was puzzled. But when almost up to the roof, h e look e d over to He silently searched the vicinity, and to his grati-the wall of the opposite building. fication found a small clew. There he s a w a full expla n ation of a ll. A .windo w It was a glove, such as a burgla r might use in w a s wide op e n. D angling down to its lelge from the handling stee l tools. Young Kin g Brady f elt that he 1 roof w a s another rope ladder. was on the right track. That w a s the course t a k e n b y the burgla rs. They He examined the doorway and windows of the were in that buildin g beyond a doubt. r I building. Up h e w ent to the roof. All was dark inside. I It did not t ake long t o m a k e the c ircuit t o the roo f The windows w ere protected with wire s c r e ens, and of the n ext building. He lean e d ov e r the copin g and the door was barred strongly. began to m editate d e sc e ndin g the third rope l a dder. The burglars, if such they were, had not entered in But just at that moment h e saw a d ark for m that way. emerge on the window l e dge. Young King Bra d y lit a match, and read the sign The n it c a m e hastily up the rope l adder. The d e -by the door. Thus it read: tective shrunk b ack. SHARPE & DUNN, BANKERS AND BROKERS. The young d e t e c t i v e did not g iv e up the quest. The two burgla r s for he felt sure they were such, had dis appear e d in this vicinity. He must find them. H e examine d t he face of the building. There w a s a s p ace b etwee n it and the n ext building just l arge enou g h to admit the bod y of a man. But a sc r ee n of steel, wi t h sharP' pi cks on it, about t e n f ee t hi g h shut off in g r ess f r om the street I t did not s ee m possibl e tha t t he burg lars c ould h a v e climb e d o ve r this, and yet t h e r e was n o o t h e r avenue of disappear arn;e the d e tecti ve cou ld fin d He dre w a dark l antern from hi s po c k e t a nd lit the wick. A chimn e y w a s near. B ehind it h e conce a l e d himse lf. Two men came up the rope l a dd e r and vanished across the roofs. At fir s t Young Kin g B1a d y thoug h t of followin g the m. But h e did not. Instead h e crept to the ed g e of the roof. H e look ed down. A pow e rful d esire to know wha t was b eyond the wind o w c a m e upo n him. Wit h him t o think was to act. :H e dropped over the-e dge and began to d es c end b y mean s of the l adder. H e reache d the windo w l e dge. A ll ;vas dark in side H e li s t e n e d lon g a n d caut i o u s l y The n h e pla c e d on e kn ee over l e dge n ext moment h a d ente r e d t h e b u ildin g All was d ark as Egypt. a .nd t h e H e fl.ashe d t h e r ays along the top o f the s c ree n. H e gave a n e x c l a mation. I Not a sound was to b e heard . T w o stra nd s of rope crosse d o ve r the s h arp picks The y oun g d e t e c t i ve felt for h is d ark l antern. He at the top. H e clim b e d up ai; d pulle d on on e of knew t hat h e must see hi s way o n s u c h unknown the m. ground. The r esult was g ratif y in g and expla natory I But b e for e h e c o uld draw t h e s l i d e a startling thin g A rope ladd e r was h a n ging do w n on the othe r sid e I h a ppen e d. . Young Kiner Bra d y kne w that at l ast he h a d stru c k F ro m t h e darkness c a m e a rustlmg soun d. T hen a a lead. 0 \ huge han d cov e r e d h i s mou t h a power ful grip was on It is h ardly n e c essa r y to say tha t h e was but a f e w his arms a nd h e was fim g u po n his back h e lpl ess, moments in t a kin g advantage of this di sco ve r y whil e a ga. g was thrust into hi s mouth. H e pull e d t h e rope ladd e r o ve r t o his o w n s ide of the scree n. The n h e mounted it, and standin g b e tween the pick s flun g the ladde r ov e r and d es c ended on the othe r sid e CHAPTER VIII. T H E OPENING O F THE SAFE. This w a s jus t wha t the s a fe break ers had don e ALL too late, young King Bra d y saw the tra p i nto "I've got them!" thought the y oun g d e t ective which he h a
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.. TOLD BY THE '!'ICKER. 15 Lying on his back with the gag in his mouth, he "So we did!" agreed Mike. "The old feller realizEid that his chances were desperate. dropped us when we took the salt hoss over to The men into whose hands he had fallen were merStaten lslaind." ciless foes, and they would show hjm little mercy. "I'm glad of that," said Biff, with a breath of re" Aha!" gritted one of them, peering into his face lief. "l tell ye he's a sticker." by the light of a dark lantern. "Thought ye was "That he is," agreed Dixy. "But what shali'we sharp, didn't ye? But ye're up agin the wrong do with this cove?" giving Young King Brady a kick ga.ng !" with his foot. It was Biff McClure. "We'll slit his gullet," said Biff, brutishly. "But "Ye might as well say yer prayers," said the jest now we'll take him along to help out in the safe other, for there were only two of the villa ins. breaking." "Your goose is cooked !" "Take hold of him, Mike." "Yer a dandy detective!" Hurl and Carter lifted the detective. "Young King Brady, eh?" They carried him along the hallway to a door which "Ho, ho, ho!" had the name of Sharpe & Dunn on the glass. "D'ye know what we'll do with you?'\ Here Biff produced a key. "We'll drop him down the elevator shaft." He had secured this by dosing the janitor with "Wha. t is the matter with dropping him down a knockout drops as he had declared he would do. chimney? Won't he make a fine chimney swal-It took but a moment to open the door to the low?" j brokers' office. "You bet!" They entered the outer room. Young King Brady could not reply. Before them was a long counter and a glass parti-But he could see, and by the light of their dark lan-tion dividing this from the counting room. tern he could see that one was Biff McClure and the In this partition was a door which Biff opened with other Mike Hurl. a.nother key. Bad eggs both of them. The various desks used by the clerks and the big But the young detective never lost his nerve. safe occupied this room. He had traveled with Old King Brady too long, A dim light glowed in this room. and been face to face with death before too many At regular hours the watchman on. janitor of the times. building paid a visit to the outer office to see that all But his faculties were keen as a razor, and the one was well. ; impulse upon him was to in some way outwit the vil-But that watchman was now stowed away in a cor1 Jains. ner of a Chatham street dive, under the demoralizing They taunted and jibed him for some while. influence of knockout drops. Then Hurl went to the window. The coast was clear. "Queer why those chaps don't return," he whis-Into the inner office Young King Brady was perecl, hoarsely. "Time is valuable jest now." dragged. "Confound Dixy for forgetting the kit of tools He was left lying on the floor. He is al ways forgetting something. Ah, there But glancing at him suddenly, McClure said: they are now !" "Look here, you can't trust that weasel. Give me Stealthy footsteps were heard on the roof, and. some rope, Dixy, and we'll make sure of him." then down the rope ladder and into the bilding The confidence man produced a piece of rope. came Bent and Carter. Young King Brady was raised to his feet, and then All four safe breakers were now on hand. bound securely to an iron pillar, which support. ed the Carter and Bent were elated at the capture of ceiling of the room. 1 Young King Brady. The four safe breakers then went to work. But Bent said suspiciously: McClure was a safe expert. "I don't know what it may mean, though. Per-He claimed to be particularljr well acquainted with haps that other old cuss ma y be about here some-the Mosler safe, and this was one of them. where. These two always travel together." For a long while he worked on the combination. 1 Young King Brady felt a thrill of hope. Backward and forward, round and round he worked He knew that the old detective had been shadow-the knob of the combination lock. ing Hurl and Carter. "Forty-third combination," he said, after forty In that case, perhaps he was even now minutes' work. "By ginger, this is a hard one. I call and fully cognizant of the true state of affairs. reckon it was made lately and there may be a new .1 In that event, the young detective felt sure that bolt somewhere." Old King Brady would have a hand in affairs be-But suddenly there was a whir and a click, and the fore all was over. big safe door moved back. "Don't ye believe it!" said Carter, positively. Whispers of exultation escaped the quartette. "We gave the old feller the Sli}J down on the "Wegot'em!"grittedMcClure. har\"es. Eh, Mike?" "Bring up the drills !"

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I \ TOLD .BY THE TICKER. "Give me that oil!" "Steady now !" V/ ork began on the inner door of the It was easier to drill this open than to try picking the lock. So McClure worked on it valiantly. He drilled several' small holes about the lock. Then he inserted a steel rod and made an effort to throw the tumblers over. It did not work. A curse escaped the villain, "Give me another drill," he said. Again he began drilling. This was not tlone by striking blows on the drill as might be supposed. The safe breaker had a powerful bit with a heavy leverage, which drove the drill back and forth swiftly and silently like a steam drill, \vith every up and down pressure on the bit. In each hand he gripped a revolver. For an instant the tableau was one worthy of an artist. Young King Brady saw in that ri10ment that he was saved. "Hands up !" The command came in a stern voice of command. So forceful was it that the compli e d They dropped their revolvers. Up went their hands. Old .King Brady took a step into the room. revolvers y e t covered tp" villains. Then a startling thing occurred. CHAPTER IX. THE DETECTIVES MAKE AN IMPORTANT CAPTURE. WHEN Old King Brady ensconced himself in the dark shadows of a doorway in Wall street to await developments, as we left him in a previous chapter,, The four safe breakers were intent upon their task. he had but a slight intimation that exciting incidents They forgot all about their prisoner in this ab-were close at hand. It was an effective and with the use of oil a noiseless way of drilling a hole in the toughest steel. It took some time to drill this hole. sorption. But Young King Brady had not been able He waited long and patiently. to take any advantage of this remissness for all that. He was not in a position to Bent and Carter or He was too well bound. 1 Young King Brady's pursuit of them. But his keen had detected a sound which gave I But the incident of their return for the him a great tlmll. tools gave Old King Brady the cue. This was a peculiar grating and sliding sound, They passed, shadow-like, directly by him on their faint, but yet to him distinguishable. way to get the tools. It came from the hall beyond the counUng room. Of course he took the scent. The young detective knew instantly what it They disappeared at thespiked screen just as they meant. did when Young King Brady missed them. Somebody was coming in at the window, by means Old Kiug Brady had _the same experience. It was of the rope ladder. a long while before he found the rope ladder and The safe breakers did not hear this. They were means of scaling the iron screen. working industriously on the safe But when he did find it, it js needless to say that Suddenly, though, McOlure dropped his bit and he took quick advantage of it. turned. He quickly found his way into the area and the rest His quick ear had caught a sound which set his was easy. nerves tingling. J;Ie arrived on the scene as we have \vitnessed at a "Hist !" he whispered. Pull your shootin' irons. critieal point. We're dogged!" McClure had almost succeeded in forcing the inner Then he picked up the dark lanternandsentitsrays door of the safe. to\vard the counting room door. A few moments more and the one hundred thousand The sight beheld by the safe breakers was one dollars therein would have been in the hands of the which gave them a thrilling shock. robbers. Cr?uched by safe door, their half-masked I But Old King Brady in the nick of time brought t,iis half m gloom, their eyes followed the pathway of hght revolvers to bear on the rascals. from the dark lantern. It looked as if the ad vantage was his. And it shone full upon the doorway in which stood Still it must not be forgotten that the odds were a tall, somber figure. four to one. It was a figure familiar to all, and the sight of 1 For on e man to hold four in check even with two rewhich had struck terror to the heart of many an evil volvers was no light task. d oer. It was Old King Brady's plan to cut Young King One exclamation escaped their lips. Bra,dy's bonds and then with his assis"tance manacle "Old King Brady !" the quartette. It was indeed the old detective. J It would be a capture sufficie11t to make the fame He stood there like an accusing statue, with the of an)r two detectives in the world. brim of his white felt hat pulled over his strong feaOld King Brady advanced and for an instant low. tures, but the glistening of his eyes could be seen in ered one of his revolvers. the flashing light. He made a quick movement a114 displaced the gag

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TOLD BY THE TICK.ER. 17 in Young King J3rady's mouth. and he \vould l1ave cut his bonds. Another moment . But in that a dire catastrophe occurred. Quick as a fla .sh Biff McClure upset the lantern. This left' iotal darkness in the room. Swift as a flash Qld King. Brady turned to the counting room door. f But 11e was too late He g1:3:ppled with one unseen foe and brought him down with a mighty crash to floor. hey He graspe0d another and a long and sanguinary iful followed. Old King'. Brady fin ally downed him and manacled .. him' in the dark. Then he was able to get at his lantern throw light on the scene. : Que ol tlie breakers lay near Young King Brady unconscious. It:,was Dixy Bent. '. :-.; The. one Old King Brady had manacled, and who was now .cowering in. the corner, was big Mike Hurl, .'lf.: a gigantic fellow, and had given detect'fve as hard a, struggle as he had had for 1yeaf;J:: : :. -' .King:.._B:tady was writhing in his bonds. "If:. you coukf-only have liberated me," he said. .. Brady, philosophically; we've got hvo of the villains." "He c t Young: King,Brady's bonds: The young detective shook hi\riself, and then grasp '! ea 'ti1e old detective's hand. They were easily beyond and the young de tective returned broker's office. Old King Brady had manacled Bent, who had now come to his senses The old detective found a burglar a larm in the hall, which he knew connected with He rang up the call, and a short while later the building was surrounded on two sides, at least, by police: The prisoners were brought downst.:tir:s 1-o th. e lower floor of the building. Here Old King Brady found keys to the outer Jqnrs and admitted the patrol officers. Explanations were quickly made, and in, a few moments Bentand Hurl were on way to.the Tombs. Two of the villains were corralled. The other two were at la;r:ge The affair created a sensation in Wall street. S .harpe & Duiin were startled when they became aware how near they had c;ome to..Josiiig their hundred thousand dollars. They were also very grateful to the two Bradys But when they wlshed to express their gr:.i ,,i.,1de in a more tangible way, they were the two heroes of the occasion. The Bradys had disappeari;id. At headquarters nothing was known of their where1. abouts. But the Wall street brokers tried hard to find. them. l -;. Bent aud Hurl were held in the Tombs pending a ' trial for burglary .. ... "You saved my life," he said. "I was sure you Attempts were made to force or indpce them to / would be on hand." confess and irnplicate others. -.,..". .. < Oply got two," said the old detective, with a But in vam. chuckle. "Well,. that looks better." They were sullen and silent. , : Young King Brady was The clnef of the Secret Service was however vecy Didn t you-\vant theotber two?" be asked. I :qiuch elated and very confident, -1!.-" Ji" ot yet," replied Old King Brady, with satisfac"You will see," he said to ::\< friend, "Old King ... "!t is just' as well to let them have a little Brady and his young pupil will yet solve that mysrope ...._Still, if we had bagged all four it would tery of the ticker. It is coming." :! lia,e br-en well enough.'? Mr. Seth Hardman, who was very much interested -'! /'But lf?t leaders:'.' said the in the matter, had a reward of ten thp11sa,nd young w1tb ats.apporntment. McClure dollars for the solut1bn of the mystery. and Cart:er. are;the These men are only Hundreds of detectives afi&wered to this at on 'tl: . 1 .. ." _ i i!i;: Thousands of theories were advanced and inany' a' AU the lietter.'' scents followed. But without any success whatever. 'Eh? .'' s I : 1. The chief of the ecret Service on\y smiled and F "Y"?ung ma!1, I mean noddel\ knowingly. He looked to the Bradys for we are throl:\gh: iwitr.1 tlns case. Thmgs are not the solution of the case, Y Skrn yet. .,._<,s :..:,,.-But what had become of the famous detectives? rry e l l, I think he3 r fast." If they had dropped from sight, so also had Mc:xnthro1Yes" } that may oe,..,, Clure and Carter . r went Bent over on These two villains had left not the slightest trace 1rty, leer,ck. Then he co;1;1templatec.h1fnrl a moment. behind then1. like a he into his ou1, a big plug Old King Brady and Young King Brady, howe, cr, s soon aJa,,Gcb and bit oft a .p rece; . ... _/ had not waited for daylight to get on the trail of their dentally .tJi:ig: gone t
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18 TOLD BY 'l'HE TICKER. Old King Brady then gave in detail his from the time of the auction at Willard Hall's offices to the mooring of the barge in the little bay at Staten Island. Yet they knew that McClure and Carter could hope to reach the barge in no other way. Stealthily they towed along the shore. Young King Brady listened with intense interest. "That is curious !"he said. "So McClure bid you Then suddenly they came to the bend which made the little cove spoken of by Old King Brady as the place where the barge was anchored. down on that lot of salt pork ?" Into the cove they. silently glided. "Yes!" But to their amazement no sign of the barge was "What have been hi s object?" to be seen . "I yet been able to guess," replied Old The place where it had been moored was vacant. The huge craft was gone. iHis 7 Kmg rady. Aghast Old King Brady stared at the spot.
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TOLD BY THE TICKER. 19 tive gave way at the oars, and the course back He had paid agents smooth, pla usibl e fellows, ar-e Battery w a s quickl y covered. rant villains at heart, on every wharf. h e n they arrive d the r e it was broad daylight. When a vesse l came in, these chaps laid for and en't both 'detectives wore clever disguises, so they tice d the poor sailors into the den of infamy. not known :;i,s the y c ame upon the wharf. There he was filled up with vile liquor, flattered and e y now had work cut out for them of a most cajoled, and then robbed and stripped of everything ing and puzzlin g nature. v aluable, and kicked out. Clure and Carte r w ere not the kind of villains to Not until poor Jack got aflo a t again was he safe. ea scent behind them, which a detective might To this place the two King Bradys were w. So it happened that at the close of the d a y two e y were shrewd and cunning and would be pretty 1 trig-looking seamen as ever climbed a ship' s side ful to cover up their tracks most eff ectually. made their way into Stimpel's place. t an idea came to Young King Brady. He often They rolled into the little barroom with the freedo m d .Bent speak of a place in West street, known as of all Jackie s ashore. S ailors' Snuggery. I Stimpel rubbed his wicked little optics, stared at this he qelieved it would pay to go. them, and the n made his chops go like a dog with a r it was w e ll known A that this place w a s the r e bon e of crooks and l and shacks. : M any an unwary "Ach, Himmel! Make yourselves a t home gen-r had fall e n into the place to his sorrow. tleme n. Vat will you h a f to m a k e your heart gfad ?" e communicate d this f act to Old King Brady. "Whisky," s a id on e of them, in a de e p rolling voice. Just a likely place for them to hide in," he de-It was a n unusua l thing for a sailor to call for e d whisky. Shall w e g o t h ere?" Rum was their sandard drmk. B y a ll means!" The littl e G erma n looked at them critically a mot h e two d e t ective s disguise d themselve s as sailm ent, hut he was s a tisfied with tha t scrutiny. and early in the afternoon s aunte r e d down \Vest That his customers were sailors to the core he made et. no doubt. e S ailors' Snugge r y w a s not a place altogether to fit,d d t e d, its very success a s a cutthroa t d e n was due h e fac t tha t a c cess to it was indirec t n arrow passage b etwee n buildin g s l e d to a dingy dirty courtyard. lank w a lls forme d three sid e s to this court, whil e front of t h e buildin g in whi c h was t h e Snugger y e the fourth side he door was of g lass, p a inted a dull gl'ee n v e r it w a s a s i g n : THE SAl L O R S SNUGGER Y alk in and Wet Y our whistl es The Sailors True Friend. Rooms Sl.00 Board C heap. So simpe rin g and bowing he place d a whisky bottle on t h e b ar, togethe r with four dingy-looking g la,sse s "Now, m a t e," said the t a ll e r of the two, "la y to and stow your t ank full. Don't mind t h e co s t for I've the mone y to p ay. Eh, skipper?" "Right y ou are mine goot f ellow," r eplie d S timpe l. "All right, m e hea r ty," s a id the younge r sailor. Good fort un e and a prosperous voyage. "Long lif e a,nd a fair h arbor." "Ay a y U p w ent t h e glasses Almost mstan t l y they c a m e down a g a in and empty. Stimpel's head h a d been unde r the b ar. whe n he lifte d it h e saw the empty glasses, and r ec kon e d that ut this sign w a s a mos t mi s leadin g d ecoy the two s ailors b a d drank the liquor. he rooms in the Snuggery were h ardly a s large as 1 H e chuckle d silently seam a n s own chest. For w e ll he kne w tha t in tha t vile con c o c tion there h e bo ard was of the dirt iest and m os t nwhole 1 was something which would work dire confu s ion t o the e d escription. 1 brains of the s ailors in a short whil e h e s ailors' t r u e friend was a m os t clis r r utable old B e for e they should leave his place t h e y would be rtl with a g l ass e y e and a wood e n leg, n a m e d s e n se l ess, a nd a t hi s m erc.v. y S timpe l. Sea it ind ee d w oul d b e t h eir store of cash wh e n once erry had once b een a sailor himse lf but he was no they got a w a y from this d e n _of iniquity anthropist or knight of honor . A bigger rascal Stimpe l, whe n a c c u se d of s uch dealin g by on e of his er went unhung. own ilk, would only rub his h ands, chuckle and re irty, leering, evil and vicious, he hove r e d in his ply: like a horr id spide r in a loathsome w e b. "Ach, mein Gott! And why not? Dey wouldt s soon as poor Jack returne d from his long cruise shoost gif all dot money ava y to some odd ers, an' de identally dropped into the place, he w a s at once sailor ish better off mitout it. Den he go back to his d up. ship, an' I might shoost as veil haf dot money as any he chances of getting all his money and leaving von e lse." destitute were cleverl y counted. Afte r drinking the two sailors strolled away from erry Stimpel did worse. the bar.

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'-' l 20 'l'OLD BY THE TICKE.lt. Just back of the drinking saloon with a polished floor. was a long hall, l In the open space in the center, women of the lower classes congregated evenings and danced w1Lh men of 1 Do you ?" : "I believe I do. Those whiskers are false. He 1 no other than the very man we want, Biff McClure!" questionable character to the music of a machine band. CHAPTER XI. Tables were scattered about at which one could sit THE LADY WITH THE VEIL. and drink. There was also a dingy platform with OLD KING BRADY did not seem the least affeLted ta,wdry scenery where amateur artists tried their by this announcement. skill at song and dance work. He only smiled grimly. There are many places in the Bowery Yery similar "Then you recognize him?" he asked. to Stimpel's den. "I do now." But perhaps worse scenes were enacted at the lat"Didn't you ait first?" ter place, for the fact that it was out of the way and "No. Did you?" seldom disturbed by the police, with whom Stimpel "I knew hini the moment he entered the place,' seemep. to have a pull. affirmed Old King Brady. 1 Into this dance hall the t\,-o sailors wandered. I "The deuce!" exclaimed the young detective. '' A few people were already scattered about the what mark?" place, and white aproned waiters were attending to "The whiskers;" them. "You knew they were false?" The two sailors glanced about the place and one said "Sure." to the other fo an undertone: "Well," admitted Young King Brady, "that "We have some time to wait, Harry." how I knew him too. I saw the disguise, and looking "That is all right," said Young King Brady. "It closer recognized his features." is just as well to be on hand early." "It is a poor disguise." ''We had better get a seat at one of these tables." "Exceedingly so. What shall we do? Will wJ "All right." arrest him?" At one of the tables the two detectives sat down. "No." They called for two glasses of beer, which they pre"Eh?" tended to sip. "Of course not." The while they talked in an undertone. People who Young King Brady was nonplused. j I t j I entered glanced at them carelessly and passed on. I "If we allow him to remain at large too long 1 1 Time passed slowly. there not danger that he ma. y elude us?" The evening went on, and the little music hall be"It. will serve our purpose better to shadow hitp.,' gan to fill up. explained the old detective. "If we lock him: u1 Presently the band machine began to play. now, the mystery of the stock ticker will go un1 Then people came in faster. solved." Stimpel all the while remained behind his bar deal"You still believe this gang connected with that ing out liquor to the throng of waiters. affair?" His rotund face beamed with most intense satis"I do." factiorr. Young King Brady always had the most lively re! He was doing a good business. spect for the elder detective's opinions. The two sailors yet remained at their table. But in this matter he felt that he was a little "off,' They were sipping their beer and scrutinizing every-to use a slang term. So far he had seen nothing body about then1. warrant a conviction that McClure and his Suddenly the elder sailor gave a start, and whis-were in the remotest way connected with the pered to his companion. told by t1le ticker. \ 1 "At the sixth table from us sits a man who will "There is another reason,'' said the old bear watching." "Sid Ca rtfar is not here. It would scare hi.m into sel: Young.King Brady looked in that direction. He \cure hiding to learn that McClure ,was in saw a man of the ordinary longshoreman type srtting, I "Well, that is a point,'' admitted Young Kin at the table sucking a julep through a straw. I Brady. Now, longshoremen are not in the habit of sucking "Again, 've do not know where that barge is lii juleps through straws. den. I be a solution of the entire affair is to Beer or ale is their drink. found aboard that craft. We must locate that." This longshoreman wore a heavy beard. His eye-"Very true." brows were black and beetling, and he had fa,ir white "We can onl;{ do so by allowing these rascals t bands unlike a man used to rough work. 11 go right on for awhile longer, but meanwhile kee The two detectives studied him closely. ing a close watch on them. The ta.ngle will unrav Then Young King Brady put a hand on Old King tself in time." Brady's arm, and said in a whisper: Young King Brady began to see that in this "Do you know that fellow?" spect he was "Tong.and the older detective was rig

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'l'OLD BY THE '1'.ICKER. h e said: You have got the thing laid out all I b elieve we'll have the whole story within a This was in the detective's favor. An hour passed. The habitues of the pla.ce had begun dancing, and k." high carnival was in progress. t this moment the longshoreman smile d The three plotters after awhil e called for beer. nodd ed a s a person entered the music hall. They drank freely and seemed in high spirits. They he Bradys glanced quickly at this newcomer. I laughed and applauded the dancers. nd as they did so, both gave a start. 1 It was nearly eleven o'clock ere,they made a move was a woman. to leave the place. h e was of medium figure, dressed far better than Then all three passed out into the saloon, past the average habitue of the place, and wore a veil. grinning Stimpel and into the court. The two sailors A woman !" gasped Youn King Brady. were now at the bar. e old detective's features were inscrutable. He "We. must follow them," said Old King Brady. silent. "It is important." was the first intimation that either had r J cei ved "Yes," agreed Harry Brady. "What if they sep-h e existence of a woman in the case. arate ?" ul y affairs were complimiting. "We will see." ho was she? The sailors passed into the court. While the three hat relation cHd she bear to McClure ? plotters were making their way into the street the h ese questions could not be answered at once. two detectives were watching them. he tw' o detectives watched h e r narrowly. Out onto West street they w ent. l:l did not lift her veil. She talked long and Here at the corner of a street and under the g l are dently with McClure of a street l amp, they separated. ut on the whole there was nothing stfangc in McClure and Carter went off down West street to1 ward the B tery. ere were thousands of wome n crooks in the The veiled w?man struck up a side street toward try. Hard, dangerous women, who would I Broadway. Quick action was rn:cessary. ple a.t nothing. i "What shall we do?" asked Young King Brady. at McClure should be in collusion with one was I I t is necessary co know who that veiled woman very odd. I is,'' said the old detective. ut just how to place h e r the question. How"Yes." the discovery of h e r existence, the detectives "You follow her and I will take the two m e n A s rded as a very imporkmt development. soon as you luwe finished your lead, leave a l etter for gave them a new thread to follow me at the Astor House. I will do the same." r a long time the woman sa.t conversing with "All right. lure The two separated. en both look e d up and smil tl and nodde d to a Old King Brady vanished on t h e track of the two thy, square jawed man in ordinary dress, who thugs, Carter and McClure e into the music hall. Let us for awhile follow the adventures of Young r a moment the two d etectives were disposed to King Brady. rd lilrn as a lso a new factor. The young detective was not slow to get on the Young Brady exclaimed: track of the veiled woman. She did not get away t is Sid Carter !" from him. e old detective nodde d. Up to Broadway he followed her. ight, young man," h e said. "Your penetration Here she boarded a cable car. od." I t was an uptown car. Carter sat down at the table with McClure and Young King Brady followed her. eiled woman. Jie sat at the opposite end of the ca.rand averted lon g consultation followed. bis face that she might not recognize him as one of two detectives would have given much for an the sailors in the music hall. rtunity to overhear that conversation. At Fiftieth street she alighte d. t this was impossible. J T he sailor rode a few yards furthe r and dropped e table sat and apart from any screen or from the front plaMorm of the car whil e it was yet in t else behin a listener could have secreted motion. . elf. He had not lost sight of his bird. all that could be done safely was to sit still and She turned clown Fiftieth street. t developments. A short dis ta c e down this thoroughfare she pa.used e three plotters did not pay any. heed to the two and looked up and down the dimly-lit sidewalk. s. Yomig King Brady was invisible behind the stoop was evident tha.t they had not the slightest of a rich brownstone house There were some fine cion of them. j houses on this street:

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. I 22 'l'OLD BY 'l'HE TICKER. After looking carefully up and down the street, the veiled woman, to Young King Brady's surprise, as-CHAPTER XII. YOUNG KING BRADY IS PUZZLED. cended the steps of the house. It was a palatial residence, one of the best in the THI8 was the puzzling question street. Young King Brady. The detective glided nearer. Willard Hall was a widower. He saw the woman pass up the steps and into the He had no daughter. house. The great door closed behind her with a "Who, then, was this veiled woman? clang. For some while Young King Brady pondered o\ The young detective rubbed his eyes. the mystery. He was determined to solve i "Whew !" he muttered. "This adds to the mys-He was ever f ertile in expedients. tery. She is evidently one of the uppe r ten." It did not take him long to invent a plan. Heh For awhile Young King Brady watched in front of tened to put it into extcution. the house. A little n arrow court l e d to the rear of the man It was dark so far as light in any of the windows An iron gate clos ed this, but it was no obstacle facing the street could be seen. Young Kiqg Bra d y This was not strange, for it was themidnight hour.1 He climbed.over_ it and crept the rear oft Probably the other occup ants were in bed. house. In a s1de wmdow he saw a light. But what manner of woma n was this, so evidently Peeping Tom is a character odious to' all, but of the wealthy class who had appointment with such I once his life Young King Brady felt impe lled men as Biff McClure and Sid Carter in on e of the most play it. disreputable resorts in New York? So he climbed tu.P a trellis and reached the ledge The young detective felt that he was upon a new the window. scent. Fortunately the curtains were drawn, and he co That it would lead to importamt result he felt sure. see the interior of the room beyond. He was determined not to drop it. It was a richly-furnishe d library. After awhile he ventured to silently cree p up to the There w ere great shelves of rare and costly bo steps and into the outer vestibule of the mansion. paintings adorned the wall. All was darkness. A table occupied the center of the room. At t He listened. in pajamas sat a young man engaged in writing. All was s ilence. At a glance Young King Brady recognized him. Then he lit a match. It illumined the interior of was the nephew of the dead mat?, the broker, A the vestibule for a moment. Cliff. Then he saw the name plate on the big oaken door. Since the death of the shipowner Cliff had ta Thus it read: charge of the mansion. As sole heir this he ha WILLARD HALL. right to do. For a moment Young King Brady was dumfoundFo.r some while he detective watched the yo ed. A swift revulsion came' over him. broker. Like a fl.ash he. recalled the words of Old King I But after awhile Cliff took a h a nd lamp, and Brady. tinguishing the library light left the room. "In some manner these four rogues are connected The light shone soon in a chamber above. T with the murder told by the ticker." it went out. Here was one thread followed to a certain conclu1 The detective knew. that Cliff had retired. sion. A veiled woman who had access to the. house of house was completely dark now. the missing shipowner, was seen in consultation in a After satisfying himself on this score, Young K vile den at a late hour, with two of New York's great-Brady went back to the street. He felt that he est thugs. done all that could be done that night. What else could it mean but that Willard Hall's He had not gained his point, however, which strange fate was known to a member of his own the identity of the veiled lady. It was perplexin household? 0In'vain the young detective trie d to account f It was a horrible thought. affair. He had seen her enter the Hall.mansion. Yet such crimes were known. Of this he was sure. Homicide, fratricide, matricide, were al 1 crimes seen on the register of justice. Detectives accept only cold, hard facts. Young King Brady saw at once that the mysterious disappearance of Willard Hall could be explained by a member of his own household, who was also in collusion with those who be the real murderers, McClure and Carter. But who was this member of the household? Entering it, she must some time emerge. Hew wait for that moment, and then shadow her. This would be easy. But it was hardly likely tha. t she would come again that night. He therefore decided t9 seek a hours' rest. Accordingly, he went to a small hot'el nea r an cured a room. Young King Brady slept until six o'clock.

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TOLD BY THE TICKER. 23 arose, ate breakfast, and made his way back to Fiftieth "Shure, mate, and do yez live in anny of these street. foine houses hereabouts?" He took up a position near the Hall mansion and "That I do. The ninth from the corner here. waited. a foine place, but worra, worra, the good masther At nine o'clock the front door opened. has gone away an' no wan kin tell whither he is A young man came down the steps. or aloive." lt-. was Allan Cliff. "Yez don't mane it!" He walked away briskly for the elevated railroad "Shure, it's so. An' the young nevvy has come to station. The young detective did not follow him. run the house an' geL all the poor ould man's money. He did not consider him yet an all important fac -It' s not long I'll sthay there now." tor. ln any event, he knew where to find him when "Shure, an' phwy not?" he should want him. "Had cess to the nevvy !" An hour passed. "Is it that same house where I saw the young lady But no veiled lady appeared. wid a veil coming out av?" asked the detective at The detective was looking and hoping to see a rich random. brougham drive up and take the object of his interest "Di a bit!" replied butler. "Shure, there's to a dtive in the park. no leddy .in our house only Nora McGrady, the But nothing of the kind j cook." Presently, however, a butler came out of the court-Herc was a go. yard. He had a basket on his arm, and was evidently I Young King Brady was stumped. on the way to market. I "Mebbe it was nixt door?" he said. "He's mine!" muttered the detective. "I think not. On wan soidc is a bachelor's cloob, In a moment Young King Brady swung around an' the other soide is a n impty house !" the corner and followed the butler. He stopped after The young detective was astounded. awlule at a provision market. No amount of plying could get the butler to say Next to it was a saloon. anything different. And he appeared to be speaking The young detective's plans were quickly made. the truth. 1 He waited until the butler came out of the market. After a long time, Young King Brady gave up the Then he went boldly up to him hitching up his attempt. trousers in sailor fashion. He parted company with the butler, and then walk" Bless my soul, Andy McGee," he cried, heartily. ed up as far as the park and sat down. "It's glad I am to see ye, and do ye remember the He tried in vain to figure the mystery out. day we parted in ould Connaught-axin' your pardon, It was a corker. but yez are the loikeness av a dear frind." He must believe his senses. The pseudo sailor bowed profoundly. The butler, He had certainly seen the young lady enter the who was a true Irishman grinned and did the same. Hall house. She was no apparition, either. "It's hopin' yer frind Andy McGee was a good luk-What should he do? in' man," he said. "It may be that she stays there and the servants -"Shure mate and he was" assured Young King lmownothingabout it," he reflected. "I believe I will . I h t t ,, Brady. "Wan av the foinest." c ange my ac ics. "Bless me heart It's a koind vrnrrud ye have, an' He went to the elevated statio:n and took a jist from the say." dowr1town tram. He then went straight to Broad I've been a sailor for tin years or more." street. "Och, hone! Ye don't say!" For an hour or more he hung about the ,;!!l. ce of "I do that, and I'd give me frincl Andy a roight Cliff & Call. good turn av Irish whisky now av I cud foind him !" Cliff was in the -Stock Exchange, but returned later. "Shure, do I luk enough loike him for a substitute ?" The young dctecti ve decided upon a new game. "That yez do, an' av ye'll sthep aside wid me--" He retired to an unobserved corner and quickly ef Me friend McN ulty kapes a bar roight here," deI fected a change in his disguis e The sailor jacket was clared the butler. "It shall be my threat." turned inside out and lengthened by means of unbut" Divil a bit! Shiver me toplights, but it's moine !" toning an extension. Young King Brady knew now that the butler was The trousers were all ri(J'ht and the shirt was cov-. 0 his. ered by an adjustable white bosom, collar and tie. It was not long ere both were at the bar engaged The sailor hat was folded and stowed away in an in sampling McNulty's whisky. The butler took a inner pocket. go. od five fingers straight. A soft felt hat with narrow brim came from another In a few moments his tongue was loose. Young pocket as a substitute. King Brady had him going. Then Young King Brady deftly and swiftly made There was a great interchange of blarney and other I over his face. cheap talk. Then Young King Brady asked : A pair of siders were used and a short imperial.

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./24 1'0LD BY TICKER They were skillfully gummed so that detect10n was I impossible. Thus made up, Young King Brady sallied forth. He saw his man, Uliff, coming rapidly out of the building in which was his office. He awkwardly contrived to collide with the broker, who dropped an oath, but the young detective called out: Oliff gave a start. "Don't you do it," he said, persuasively. "I tell you wheat is the thing. Cereals are going up.' "Wall, I'll jest go over and tell 'em." The bait caught. Cliff instanUy took alarm. A countryman and a first-class sucker with eleve1 1 thousand dollars in his clothes didn't fall into his "Beg yure pardon, sir. Kin yew tell me where Mis-maw every day. ter Cliff's office is ?" He seized his arm. The bucket shop dealer shot a swift glance at Young "Look here, Smythers," he said in his most win-King Brady. Then he smiled broadly. ning way, "never mind going over there just now." For a flatter-looking countryman he had never seen. "But I.promised--" He at once sized him up as the confidence man does "Never mind your promise.. You can go there lat-his game. er. I'm only going. to the telegraph office. Come ''Hello!" he said softly. "My name is Cliff. Do with me!" you want to see me?" "All right! Jei t as yew say." "Air yew Mister Cliff?" cried the disguised detect-And Smythers went along with Cliff. In a few moive, thrusting forth his hand. "Durned ef I ain't ments they entered a Western Union Office. proud to meet ye I'm Olanthus Smythers of Squat Cliff hurriedly wrote a message. Holler, Tioga County." Then he tore it up. "Ah, Mr. Smythers, what can I do for you?" He wrote another. "Gosh! I'm lucky tew find you so easy, ain't I? This he took to the operator. Jerry Dump, our postmaster, he was daown here to As his back was turned Smythers hurriedly picked York awhile ago, an' he sed yew did beautifully by up the fragments of the discarded telegram. At an him in stocks. He made a heap of money, he said. ,, unobserved moment he read from the connected Naow, I've a notion to try the stock market myself." pieces: ''Oh, you have, eh?" said Cliff, in his soft and se"B. McCLURE, ductive. way. "Buy May wheat, then. I'll take "No. West street, City. your order right here." "Be at Stimpel's at el e ven. I must se e you. Im He pulled out a notebook. Young King Brady dis-port:mt. CLIFF." pla .yevith Cliff. victim. He hoped to hit something with this chance for a So he exacted a promise from him to come in the lead. 1 next day. Then he showed Smythers out. He, however, hated to lose sight of Oliff. So as The detective had made a gain. the latter started down the street he did the same. "Eleven to-night at Stimpel's," he muttered. "I've been over to another office," he said, "an' "I'll be there. It will be queer if Old King Brady iil they wanted me to buy railroad stocks." not there also."

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, TOLD BY THE 'l'ICKER. 26 He went over to the Astor House. There was a message there for him. He opened it and read : "Stimpel's, eleven to-night. "JAMES BRADY." "Good!" muttered Young King Brady. "We will all be there." He loitered around the hotel until nine o clock. Then he took a train uptown. Once more he was in Fiftieth street. He sauntered to a point from whence he could see the front of the Hall mansion. He waited some while. It was his purpose to shadow Cliff when he came out. At 10:15 he saw the door of the palatial residence op e n. Then he caught his breath. A surprise w a s his. Down the steps leisurely walked the veiled lady whom he had seen enter the place the night before. The deuce '.' he exclaimed. He rubbed his eyes. He was not dreaming. It was her. She came down the steps and very leisurely walked tow ard Sixth avenue, pulling on her gloves. Young King Brady followed. At the el evated station she took a downtown train. It is hardly necessary to say that the young de-tective occupied a: seat just behind her and kept his eyes on her. He tried in vain to study the face under the veil. It was of too thick a texture to easily penetrate with the eye. At Park Place she left the car. Without paying heed to anything about her she walked down as fa.r a s the corner of West street. Here she paused and looked furtively up and down. She saw no person in the vicinity. But when she turned down West street a man quickly stood on the spot she had left. It was Young King Brady. The young detect. ve watched her until he saw her turn into the court leading to Stimpel's place. Then he knew what the lay w a s. She was no doubt keeping this appointment with McClure and Carter. Old King Brady would be 1there. Young King Brady looked at his watch. It lacked only a few minutes o! eleven o'clock. He knew that t110 old d etective would be promptly on hand. So h e decided to at once enter Stimple's. But before doing this he changed his disguise. He now affected the thread-bare dress of an itin erant book peddl er. He put on mutton-chop whiskers and rem. overed his false mi!stache. Thus attired, he slid into the little court and soon was at Stimpel's door. The machine band was g oin g full blast. The sounds of coarse laughter and the p atter of dancing feet came out on the night air. I Young King Brady glided into the barroom noise lessly. Several men were drinking there. He studied them closely, but could see none whom he could recognize as the two villains McClure and Carter. The veiled lady had passed into the music hall. Young King Brady went thither. She was sitting at a table at the far end of the room. She alone. The young detective seated himself at a table and called for a glass of beer. He did not at once venture to look around. When he did, he saw a big longshoreman at another table. Something about him instantly struck Young King Brady as familiar. He watched him a moment. The longshoreman was looking at him. Young King Brady made an almost imperceptible sign with his hand. It was answered. Then Old King Brady, for he it was, came over to the table and nodded in a careless way. The two detectives affected to sip their beer and then the old detective said : You got my message ?" "Yes." "Wha t luck have you had?" J "Mixed. I have traced the veiled lady to a house where there is no lady resident. Can you guess where that was?" "Where?" To Willard Hall's house !" The old detective gave a violent start. He gazed keenly at Young King Brady and then said : You are not joking ?" "Not a bit of it." I "She entered that house?" "Yes." With this, Young King Brady recited his experi ences. The elder detective listened with deep inter est. "Ahl I think I can see the game," he said finally. "Indeed !" "I will tell you later on." "What luck did you have?" "Very little. These chaps, McClure and Carter, I are very wary. I have reason to believe that young Allan Cliff, the heir to Willard Hall's estate, is in col lusion with them." "So I think." "Do you know I believe that the youug villain where his uncle is, and whether dead or ali ve." "Just my idea!" cried Young King Brady. "We have a long step toward the solution of the mystery." I think so." "It is easy to see the motive. Once his uncle is out of the way young Cliff is heir to a large tune." "Exactly!"

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. 26 TOLD BY THE TICKER. "The uncle is out of the way." I It took them to the entrance upon a long pier. "Yes." I They heard the voices in the gloom far ahead. "And he is fast coming into possession of the propI On the pier were great heaps of merchandise, bu c; erty. Well and good. Now the question is where is I no vessel was in the slip on either side. Willard Hall?" The detectives crept out onto the pier behind these "Probably in another world." piles of casks and bale;,; ."But the body--" The three wranglers had gone to the extreme end "We must find to prove the murder." of the pier. "Just so! Now Cliff is very thick with these vilThe detectives had no trouble now in the gloom in lains whom we are tracking." reaching a point where the words spoken by the il" They are his tools." lains_ could be heard. "No doubt they did the job." And an astonishing revelation was accorded them. "Exactly." The woman seemed to be doing the.most of the talk" And Cliff paid them!" ing. course Wha. t was more, her voice was astonishingly mas"Of ,,, I All this is easy so far. But to prove the crime." culine, and. every sentence interlarded with oaths . "W must fall back upon the story told by the I "I suppose you ;ellows think you've caught a big ticker. I sucker, but I can tell you not to be so sure," she snap-' :Young King Brady was yet incredulous. ped, savagely. "I see no connection yet," he said. "Time will show that," declared Old King Brady. "But enough of that just now. What we must do is, find the body of "Willard Hall, to establish the crime. But. this veiled lady bothers us." "Ay, that she does. I wonder who she can be?" "That we must know this very evening." At this moment the attention of the two detectives was claimed by an incident. Two men had appeared and seated themselves be side the veiled lady. It was not difficult to recognize them. They were McClure aud Carter. "Thet's all right," growled McClure, in an ugly manner. "But I don t think our requests are out of ther way a little bit." Nor I chimed in Carter. "You want to play the part of a leech on me," de clared the woman, "Wewant what belongs to us." "You'll get it You've had more than you deserve, now.'' "We ain't had what we're goin' to have," said Carter, doggedly. "There's two minds about that," gritted the At once a long and confidential talk was indulged woman. in by the trio. "We've done yer dirty work, an' it was a dirty job. The t:wo detectives watched them. Now we want another thousand and we're goin' to For nearly an hour the trio continued their conver-have it." sation. Then McClure seemed to grow excited. J "You won't get it." Anger seemed to seize him, and. he made violent "Eh! d.o ye me a n thet ?" gestures. But Carter appeared to argue with him, "You'll find I do !" and then the threearose and left the place. A bitter curse and the shuffling of feet followed Old King Brady whispered. Then a grating voice: "H:1irry, we must not lose them." "You're two against one. I'll give you the money "You may depend on it," said Young King Brady. this time, but it's the last you'll get!" "Things arecomingour way. They have quarreled." A hoarse chuckle followed. Nothing is so fatal to villainy and its concealment "We'll see about that, my hearty. Thar's our two as a quarrel. boys in the Tombs. Dixy an' Mike did good work for you. Are you goin' to leave 'em there?" CHAPTER XIV. "What's that to me? I didn't get 'em in there." "That don't make no diffrunce." ... "Yes, it does You fellows went off onto another SOME DEDUCTIONS ARE MADE. McCLURE and Carter, with the mysterious veiled woman, left the saloon. They disappeared through the court job, and a foolhardy one, too. You'd have been on the and out onto way to Europe now if it hadn't be e n for that. You West street. Two shrewd sleuths followed them. Developments were at hand. Along West street they went, and all the while they wrangled. Our detectives could not yet get near enough to overhear them. But presently they turned and passed between two piles of lumber and vanished in the gloom. Stealthily the two detectives crept after them. can't beat around those two Bradys." Curses loud and deep folJowed. "The Bradys will be onto you yet." "Not much! If they do they'll run up against a snag." "Brag is a good dog!" "My dog bites w e ll !" "Wall, whar's the thousand"?" "Take it!"

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' TOLD BY THE TICKER. 2'1 A shuffling of feet followed, and then there was a limmer of a match. "Count it, Sid !" "All right!" "Is it all thar ?". "Yes!" "All right then, we're off! So long, Mister Mil onaire. 1 We wish ye well of yer ill-gotten gains. Be eye turn the right trump, or even a hand like ours will be sure to fail. Good-night !" "I'll take care of my game, and the trumps, too," etorted the mocking voice. en the sliding of bodies over the edge of the barf followed, and the rattle of oars in rowlocks. A moment later, and the flash in the water was ing out in the darkness. Young King Brady had started up. But the old detective gripped his arm. "What are you going to do?" "Why-we ought not to let them get away." "Sh! Keep quiet! We're sure of them, anyway." "But--" "What?" "What shall we do?" No trace of blood, no signs of a struggle, or any thing of the sort. The millionaire had simply dropped out of sight. He might have gone away of his own accord. Such cases were common. Cases of mental aberration, the unseating of the mind by overwork or business cares. It was nothing out of reasbn. So Old King Brady knew that it was now their line to discover what had been done with the body of the murdered man. Cliff, in his disguise, now left the wharf, and was followed by the Bradys as far as the elevated station. Here he was dropped. Old King Brady said : "He will simply go to his home. There is no fur ther clew in that direction. We know where to find him when we want him." "What shall we do now, then?" asked the younger detective. "Go to our lodgings." "And there ?" "Make deductions." "Ah! Deductions?" "We'll follow this woman !" "Yes; I will show you. Come on." "Woman ?" Accordingly the Bradys went to their lodgings, and "Man in woma,n's guise!" in the quiet and seclusion of their room the old detect. Do you recognize him?" ive produced his pipe and gave himself up to a habit "Sure! It is the young nephew." peculiar to him. Both detectives had reached the same conclusion, This was deduction in the form of a soliloquy. hich doubtless the reader has by this time, that the Young King sat beside him and listened. eiled woman was, in reality, no woman, but Allan The old detective leisurely puffed at his pipe while in disguise. the smoke wreaths filled the room. It was a complete explanation to Young King Brady ': Hall was a of money,'' he said. f the incidents at the Willa .rd Hall mansion. 'lh1s young covets it .. He lays a deep and There was no longer any doubt but that Allan plot to it. Not .havmg the hardihood to li 'ff had hi'red tl t d commit murder hnnself he hires an assassin." iese assassms o o away with his H ff d 1 e pu e a moment. nc e. Here was the case in a nutshell. "Biff McClure was no doubt the man he hired," The Bradys had succeeded in probing to their own he continued. "It was beyond doubt McClure who tisfaction, the most diabolical and mysterious mur-1 the_job;,, He knifed." . er case New York had known for many a day. Kmfed. exclaimed Young Kmg Brady. "How But at this point they were at a complete stand do you know that?" ill. The old detective placed a hand in his inner pocket. It would be easy enough to arrest all parties con-He drew out a case enfolded in paper. Unfolding rned. it a ghastly object was revealed. But this ;rery act, in Old I):ing Brady's opinion, preclude the actual exposition of the details of e crime. The body had not been found, nor was there evi ence which would stand in court tuat these parties ere the murderers. The single word of the detectives was not enough. The bringing of a murderer to justice cannot be ccomplished by one man's word. There must be plain arid indisputable As et the murder of Willard Hall had not even been blished as..a fact. for not even the slightest bit of evidence had been nd .about the shipowner's offices. It was a bloodstained knife. "The knife we found on the roof," said Young King Brady. "You think--" "That is the knife which killed Willard Hall." The young).etective was silent. He was He'ii..nning to be convinced. "Can you not see the connection ?" continued the old detective. "I chased that fellow after leaving Willard Hall's office:that dark night." "You know in our pursuit he dropped the knife. What can be clearer?" "But-where was the crime committed?" In the office '' Impossible Such a murder in such a would have drenched the place with blood !" manner

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, 28 'l'OLD BY THE 'l'ICKT<;R. The old detective gave a savage puff at his pipe. "Not so!" he said. "Do you not know that once a knife is planted under a man's ribs, so long as the blade is not removed little blood will flow ?" "That is so!" "Very well! This murderer was a skillful man. He allowed the knife to close the wound until he should have succeeded in disposing of the body. What could be easier to suppose ?" "Right." "Then that explains why no blood was found in the offices. If you remember I did find a few drops on the flagging outside." "Yes!" "The murderer could have disposed of that body without leaving a trace; but in what manner did he dispose of it?" "And where is the body ?" Exactly." Old King Brady puffed away. There was no cellar, no hole or corner," he resumed, thoughtfully. "Neither had the murderer, if he \vas alone, any time or opportunity to transport the body elsewhere." ""Vhat evidence have we that he was alone in the crime?" asked Young King Brady. "Only this : I was on the spot for a long while, and must have seen anyone go away if such had been the case." For a long time there was silence. Then the old detective resumed: "Here it is !" he said. Old King Brady read it. Then his eyes glittered. "Young man!" he said, austerely, "I want y to give the old mr.n credit for this. Listen !" And with this Old King Brady read the messa told by the ticker : "Hello-Hello ----I have the j ---It was dirty work ----I put t knife into his side ---His body will astoni some buyer of salt horse when they find it -Have that ten thousand ready -If fail me I will stick you the same way -Slowly old King Brady read this. Then he dwelt on each sentence. "'Here is the puzzle and the key," he sai "Listen. "'I have done the job. It was dirty work. I p the knife into his side.' "Do you recall what I said to you about the kni and the possibility of the victim being murdered that fashion?" Young King Brady nodded. The whole {Ilystery was beginning to unfold him. "Now," continued Old. King Brady, "here is pri facie evidence. His body will astonish some buyer salt horse. Salt horse That is salt pork. The was salt pork in the barrels so anxiously bid on Carter. Those barrels were taken aboard the bar "Next clew was found at the auction sale. McClure That barge-where is it?" and Ca.rter were there. Bid against them on the bar-The detective coolly whiffed at his pipe. rels of pork-salt horse Let me see. They were "I must make it my business to recover that very anxious to secure the salt pork. Curious, wa.sn't I horse," he said. it? Salt horse! Where does that term coincide? "Then you think--" Heigho l Boy! Harry! Quick I have hit it at I "Yes, it is in pickle. The body, I mean. It last!" packed in one of those barrels as salt horse, and And 01!1 King Brady danced about like a crazy per-aboard that barge wherever that is!" son. This most astounding of all Old King Brady ---shrewd dedu .ctions nigh paralyzed Young Ki CHAPTER XV. Brady with surprise and awe for the older dete OLD KING BRADY REACHES A CONCLUSION. ive's superior discernment. TRULY Young King Brap.y thought the old detect-He drew a sharp breath. ive had gone daft. "The crime is out," he said. He sprawled and leaped around like a chicken that the goal." has lost its head. After a number of comical evo"Not yet." lutions and gyrations Old King Brady suddenly "What?" ceased a'nd sank again into his chair. "Only to our own satisfaction. Do not forget th Once more he lapsed into reverie and puffed away we must find that body. If the villains have d at his pipe. stroyed it, then all is lost to us. But, if it is in exi The young detective rubbed his eyes. ence and we can recover it, all is won." "Look here!" he exclaimed. "What on earth "You are right: struck you?" "Now," said Old King Brady, triumphantly, "y Hey ?" exclaimed Old King Brady, with a start. can see the value of careful deduction. I told you "Oh, oh, yes, Harry, have you a copy of that mes-the first place, the crime told by the ticker was id sage told by the ticker?" tical with the Willard Hall mystery." "Sure!" replied Young King Brady. "But the secret message, where did it come fro "Bring it here!" and who sent it, and why should it have been sent Young King Brady took out his notebook. He Seth Hardman?" asked Young King Braf:iy. scanned the pages and then turned down a leaf. The old detective shook his head:

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TOLD BY 'l'HE TICKER. 29 "The mystery of the message told by the ticker yet A more atrocious and inhuman plot against human ;-emains a mystery," he said. "It may be that spirit life had never occurred in Gotham. ands sent that warning message. More likely not." It would seem now as if the conclusion of the case "More likely not." should be easy. "It is my opinion that the murderer himself sent But in reality it had reached its most difficult t !" stage. ''What, to Seth Hardman ?" The obstacles which now began to loom up before "Oh, he probably didn't mean to send it to him, the live detectives were of the most formidable char-t that was done by some inexplicable mistake." acter. "To whom did he intend to send it?" It seemed almost impossible to lea .rn the fate of "Perhaps to Cliff & Call." the barge and its cargo. Tlie two detectives ga. zed steadily at each other. The last seen of the craft was in the little harbor at They had, as they believed, the right theory, yet Staten Island. w the message could have been transmitted over That it had been moved from there, the detectives 'harpe & Dunn' s wire to Seth Hardman, a disinter-felt sure. But where had it had been taken? sted party, was inexplicablH in entirety. This was the puzzle. However, Old King Brady viewed the puzzle philo-They haunted all the ships and docks in and about ophically. I New York. "That will come 011t in time, like all the rest," he Not a trace of it could be found. aid. Some river pilots had remembered towing the bargo "At any rate, we have an insight into all now." at one time or another. But none remembered going Yes to Staten Island for it. "The future will bring all to us !" After a week of patient waiting Old King Brady "Everything!" abandoned that line entirely. "Good I" He practically gave up a direct quest for the barge. "With this conclusion of our deductions," said Old He returned to the former plan of tracking the mur-ing Brady, "I think I will go to bed." derers. This was not at all diffi.cu .lt now. And both detectives retired. With prosperity comes recklessness. At least it is They slept soundly. so with ,crooks. ut they were abroad at an early hour the next McClure had received a thousand dollars from Cliff. ay. The first price had been agreed upon as ten thouOld King Brady believed that all he needed now to sand, but the wily ) ioung broker had held the gang onvict his birds was to produce the body of Willard off on the representation that he had not ye_ t come all. into possession of the money. tat body, no doubt, was packed in a salt pork barSo one thousand dollars satisfied them for the time. el aboard the Carter barge. This was five hundred each for McClure and Carter. It was easy to see how the murderer had stolen I At once with the true instinct of the crook, they pon his victim whil e h e was working at; his desk. I started out to paint the town with a lurid hue. Thi( knife had been driven home to the vital organs Nothing was too good for them in the resorts of rough the side. the Bowery and the Tenderloin. 'l'he murderer had then meditated upon what should As a result, they became sodden with drink and e done with his victim. oblivious of risk. They were in prime condition to be A shrewd idea had been suggested to him by seeipg worked by two such detectives as Old and Young empty pork barrel among the others. King Brady. It was but a few moment's work to crowd the body And the two detectives got well upon their tracks. to this barrel. Then he had withdrawn the knife They hobnobbed with the villains in disguise, plied nd secreted it in his pocket. them with all manner of devices, and yet failed to With skillful work he had headed up the barrel, get even the slightest inkling of what they wanted. nd rolled it into place among the others. This was the whereabouts of the barge, or the diswas easy to remove all other traces of his crime, position of the barrels of salt horse. d he had accomplished this and was making his esOne night in a tenderloin resort while the detect-ape, when Old King Brady became a factor in the ives in close disguise were working the crooks, a faint se. clew was gained. This was the case, as the old Jetective now had it Young King Brady was telling a story of a sea. gured out. voyage in which he had feasted on hard tack and salt He was elated with the prospect. horse. He did not mean that one of the guilty gang should "Vile stuff!" he said to McClure. "Did you try cape. eating it ?" "I will see them all hung high as Haman," he "Bet yer life I hev," replied the villain. "I've ttered. ate more pickled pork than you ever seen. We made nd, indeed, they deserved it. a deal in salt horse onct, eh, I

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30 TOLD BY THE TICK.ER. "Well, I should smile," grinned that villain. "Aw-had a oorner in it, eh?" ventured Old King Brady. "Haw, haw, haw!" Both villains roared. Then McClure grew strangely silent. "It's good stuff to throw overboard," said Carter. 1 Shut up !" said McClure, savagely, and then he leered at the disguised detectives. Old King Brady seeing suspicion in his eyes, has tened to change the subject. But awhile later when alone with Young King So Old King Brady stopped the boy. "Dispatch?" he asked. ' Yes, sir," replied the lad. "For me?" How do I know?" "Allan Cliff ?" The boy looked critically at detective. "That's the name," he said. "Sign." And he passed over his book. The detective signed. Then he took the _message and turned away. few moments later he opened it. Brady, he said: "I'm afraid we're lost!" "SMYTHE'S HOTEL. Jersey Cit "Eh ?" exclaimed Harry Brady. "How do you "ALLAN CLIFF, ESQ. DEAR Srn :-I want make that out?" thousand dollars from you by nine to-night. Be "you hear what McClure said about throwing I Stimpel's. If not paid you will hear from you knG salt horse overboard?" who. 1 "Yes'" W 11 th 1,, / The detective smiled and nodded. e ere you are. H lt d 'thy K' B d Wh 1 D e consu e w1 oung mg ra y. ew. o you. suppose they threw that barrel "Things are workinO' all right he s d th th b t th ?" "' ai w1 e oar,, m 0 e sea will be at Stimpel's to-night." l fear s? "Well, I should sa so." Young Kmg Brady was aghast. y Here was a damper. Elated at this new turn of affairs, the two de If such was the case, the chances were infinitesimal ives made a point of being at Stimpel's at the h (or recovering the body. named. It would be like looking for a needle in a haystack At nine o'clock McClure and Carter 1 to look for the body in the depths of New York harbor. place. But yet neither detective would abandon hope. They looked frayed and dejected. "We will try it on again," said Old King Brady. T?e dollars had been spent, and they w "Next time we will fetch them, I hope." agam on their uppers. That night they went again into the Tenderloin. The hours passed. They frequented all the resorts. Ten-eleven-and twelve o clock came and pas But the two villains did not appear. but Allan Cliff, in the guise of the veiled la y otherwise, did not put in an appearance. CHAPTER XVI. BIFF McCLURE'S ALTERNATIVE-ANOTHER CRIME. WHAT did it mean? Had they taken the alarm? Old King Brady recalled the alarmed light in Mc-Clure's eyes. But though the detectives searched for several nights, not a trace of the two villains could be found. They had dropped out of sight. What was to be done? Old King Brady finally decided to again change his plans. He gave up looking for them. He turned his attention with Young King Brady to shadowing the house of young Cliff. The young broker was seen to enter and leave his house regularly every day. But he had no visitors. The two villains did not go there. One day, however, Old King Brady saw a messen g e r boy coming along the street. He carried a teleg1am. It had been the way of the detectives to intercept 31.ll messengers if possible, that were bound for the ":lliff house. The effect upon McClure was visible. His eyes were bloodshot, and his evil face wore, dark scowl. Carter looked ominous also. It was a serious matter to them. They were fu aware that they had gone almost to the end of th rope. It was necessary to break away from old and seek a safe haven in some far country. They could not do this without money. been promised them in compensation for crime. Now that it seemed evident that Allan Cliff h purposely kept bad faith with them, only th revengeful of motives filled their breasts. It needed no extraordinary exertion of their per tive faculties for the two detectives to divine all t To them it was an assurance that the case nearing its solution. They had only to draw the net closer to makes of their game. It was well in hand. Suddenly the two villains arose and went to bar. They drank deeply, and then left the place. Behind them, though, flitted two silent shado Within an hour, were ascending the steps of Cliff mansion. L

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I I \ \ \ TOLD BY 'l'HE TICKER. 31 A light burned in a lower room. The two villains footsteps and the clang of a door. Around the house ng the bell loudly. the detectives rushed. For some while no answer came. Not a soul was in sight. Then suddenly the door opened, a .nd a sharp voice Nobody had emerged by the front door; while the -heard, followed by a low-toned conversation. two detectives were wondering, however, 'explanation en the door closed behind all. came. McClure and Carter had been admitted. Suddenly the front door flew open. A long path of "Now, Harry," said Old King Brady, "there is light streamed out into the street. rk for us to do!" Down this sprang a man in the uniform of a butler. "You're right !" agreed the young detective. "I His face was white as chalk, and he was calling: h I could get into that house." "Help! Murder! Help!" ''So do I. But as we can't, we must see what is In an instant the two King Bradys had him by the oing on at least!" shoulders. In answer to their queries he could only "The window !" gasp and point to the house. . .,. "We will try it!" "MurderF2 i.i t was but a few moments' work for the two detectOld King Brady sprung up the steps a11d Young es to climb the iron fence and stand beneath the win-King Brady after him. ow,_,,Young King Brady grasped the shutter hinge They dashed into the room next the library. A hd pulled himse lf up until he could put his feet on ghastly sight met their gaze. he coping and look over the h a lf-clos e d curtain. On the rich carpet, in a pool of blood, lay Allan Cliff. Fortunately it was one of those kind of curtains A terrible gash had been made in his throat. He was yon do\vn instead of up. Old King Brady joined quite dead. m. The very weapons which he had employed to de' The sight they beheld was interesting. stroy the life of another had accomplished his own They !'4W the interior of the richly-furnished fate. rary. The detectives did not waste time. They started The two ruffians, McClure and Carter, stood near in pursuit of the murderers. e door. Ohff was pacing angrily up and down. They had escaped by a rear way. The detectives An excited altercation was in progress. were soon at their heels. -'I tell you, you are a pair of fools!" cried Cliff, It was a thrilling chase which followed. avagely. "You are alarmed all for nothing. How I As far as Nmth avenue the scent was fresh. Then m I going to give you nine thousand dollars? I all trace of the murderers was lost. aven't realized anything from my uncle's estate Much chagrined the two detectives had thought of et." abandoning the quest. But suddenly a thought came_ ell, it's just here, pal said McClure doggedly. to Old King Brady. 'We've done yer dirty and now got to "The river!" he exclaimed. "Perhaps they have out of the 'country to our necks from the taken to it." er. You' ve given us ther jolly long enough. Now Down to a landing the detectives dashed. Tethered want our money!" to the wharf were several light dories. That we do!" chimed in Carter. But one of these was now far out in the stream. ; Well, you won't get it now," cried Cliff, angrily. 1 the morning light the Bradys saw two men qrd,erous look was in the eyes of McClure. m it, pullmg for the Jersey_ shore. "We won't, eh?" he said, in a surly tone. It did not take them long to decide what to do. "Why, you fool, I haven't it to give you. Besides A c'.l'nal boat was moored at the head of t_he wharf. 've more work for you to do." Ai_; tlus moment a man came out of the cabm. '"'Well, you can git somebody else fer the next job. He gave a yell of anger and dismay. ee ?" "Come b ack here !" he shouted. "What are you "What's the matter?" doing with my boat?" "Matter enough. We're shadowed." "Here, _my man !" cried Old King "We "Humph! You're afraid of those two detectives, '.l're Th_ose men two escap e Bradys. I have an account to settle with them." mg. .Jump mto th1s boat with us and we will catch you kin settle it. We ain't a-goin' tew. them and your b<;>at back!" . e us our money !" "I'm with ye!" cried the canal boat captam, seiz. When I get ready." ing a pair of oars. -"Now!" Three men in a boat ought to pull down two in an-McClure had dra wn an ugly-looking knife. He took other boat. The result was that the detectives gained. step nearer. For a moment Oliff faced him. A snarling cry came from McClure when he saw Then he shrugge d his shoulders. this. "Well," he said, "I'll see what I can do for you. "Curse ye, Old King Brady!" he shouted. "Ye'll into this next room." never take us alive!" ith this, all three passed through a door into an-He dropped his oars. er room. A pistol flashed in his hand. '!hey went from the sight and hearing of the deCrack This was a keen disappointment to them. The bullet split the handle of Young King Brady's 1;perhaps there' s a window on the other side," oar. The canal boat captain dropped his oars inter Young King Brady. "Let us go around ror and fell into the bottom of the boat. and see." "Jerusha !" he gasped; "they'll murder us Let They around the corner of the house. But 'em go!" very window was d ark. Some time was lost here. "Get up !" comma.nd.ed, Old King Brady. "You're They were about to pass back to the library win
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Wh:J h::.:s not h';atd 0f ; C1lJ I'".ina Brady," tbc celebrated cletcctive, who has un1'nvei:3,j inore rnysteries tha n any sieuth ever heard of. In tiie se, ies of stOl'Lf'S to be pub .. lished in SECRET SER VJ CE, he will be &ssistou by n younri n1011 kno'-vn as "Yonng King Brady," who::;e only ain1 in iif> i-. tn C .. c0l "O!Ll KiG<;,.i Drady ''.in WOl'king ur dangerous cases and runningthe criminals to cAr t.iJ. 1-loV\ r well he does so will be fully explained in the follov.ring stories published in 1 The Bi.-..<'l{ Band; or, 'l'h.e Two King Bradys Against a '17 Hare; GanG. An l'.1t r!"csti-:i g 2 Told hy f.he Ticl:er; 01, The Two King Bradys on a "\Vall H: Sv-. Case. The Missing Engineer; or, Old a1H: You1r;Brady and the Lightning EX)ll"l'SS. The Bradys Fight For a Life; 0r, \ l\lystc )ry Hard to SoJ\c. 3 T!J.e Brndys After a or, Their Chase lo Save an 1:) 'l'he Bradys' Dest Case; or, Tntc:king Uie River Pirates. H e iress. 20 The Foot in lhe F'rog; or, 01 1 and Young King llrarly a n d 4: The G:eat Bin-fl; or, A Bnnco Galli c that Failed the llf.''!>l l'Y "i th<. f)yJ Tra'n. "> .. ,ork. 21 The Bnul:,-s' Harri Luck; or, \\'orkiug Against Odds 5 In ani l Out; or, The Two King B1 aclys on a Lively 22 The Bradys JJ:. illlcd; or, 111 Search of the Gree;.1 Goods Ctwsc. i\leu. ,.. 6 Tl1e Bradys' Hard Fi;;ht; Crool;s. or, After the Pullman Car j 23 7 -:'\umb e r Ten; or, The Bradys aucl the l'rivate Asylum Fraud. 2i'; S _The Brady,;' Si!Pnl Sear"'h; or, Tracking the Deaf and 21; D:.:mlJ Gang-. The Maniac Doctor; or, Old n.nfl Young King Brad:i i.n 2 7 The Opiulll King; or, The Gr0:it Chinatown Case. 'l'he i,; in \\'all Strert.; or, A ]'lot t o Steal a J\lil lio;1. The Girl F rnrn H0::;ton; or, Old and Young King Brady on a Peculiar Cce. The Bradys a 1!d r ho Shoplifters; or, Hard Work 'on a Dry Good s ('(1:-:0 Zig Z :1g : .!:" C lo\\ n; or, The H1-a-\ys' Great Cilcus Trail. Peril. Tlw Bradys C.uL \Vo t; or, \\"innin;; : 1 lfan1 CasrJ. 10 Held at Bay; or, Th< 011 u Batlling Ca<;e. :rn 11 )liss ::\fystcry, the Girl f"nm C'hic ago; or, Old and Youup; ;;') Kini', on n. Dark Trail. i\.f,cr tlH' l\:idnapvcrs: or, Ti1" Drndys ou a Fill$<' CIPW. 011: and Yu1111.c; h"inr, niaciy,, J'.attle ; o.. nonud lo Win Their l"ase. 12 rh.:: Deep Game; lr, Cl!n.sing the Soeietr 3 1 Th<> Ilr;:idys' H<:('C Trark Joh; or, Croolcd \\'ork Crook:>. .To. k1.; :-;. l:{ H o Lee the Chine"''' Slo\'e D c>. I '.I I Thr l:ratlrs on Top; r, The Great }.lystt-ry. 1-'ou11d iu tht; nar: or, T iie on a J\ju Orr 1'1H' \;1<1.i: : s in o;. SolYin1 ih' ::l!vst'ry of 111,, L nl. Froi. 'i'hf1 Crear. or. th e \\'rnng saJe by aJl llOWsdeale}.'S or will bo sent to any OH receipt r,l )'riC0, 5 .l..1.dd.ress


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