The Bradys and the girl smuggler; or, Working for the custom house

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The Bradys and the girl smuggler; or, Working for the custom house
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Secret Service, Old and Young King Brady, detectives
Doughty, Francis Worcester d. 1917
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D WC N CRESS ST ): . -'J-," .. "(.. OLD AND YOUNG KING BRADY DETECTIVES. l88ued Weeklir-B11 Subscription $2.50 per 11ear. l!Jntered as Second Olass Matter at the New York, N. Y., Post O(fwe, March 1, 1899. Entered according to Act of Oongress, in the year 1900, in the otrice of the Librarian of Oongress, Washington, D. O., b11 Frank TOUSllf, 24 Union Square, New York. o. 79. NEW YORK, July 27, 1900. Price 5 Cents. he Bradys and the Girl Smuggler OR, Working for the Custom House. BY A NEW Y ORK DETECTIVE. CHAPTER I. THE BRADYS AS CUSTOM HOUSE DETJCTIVES. e Collector of the Port of New York sat in his office a.e Custom House with a look of annoyance upon his veral of his chief inspectors were standing about the with the most uneasy expressions, for they were g censured unmercifully. tell you, gentlemen," the Collector was saying, angrily, very m11ch disgusted with the poor service your ment is giving. I am determined to stop this wholesale ggling. If none of you are capable of doing the work hich you are liberally paid, I'll have to get somebody o the work for you. Do you understand?" But, sir," began one of the inspe ctors, humbly, "we've e our And accomplished nothing!" snapped the Collector How could we, sir? The smuggler you want us to catch not resort to the usual tricks such people adopt to d paying duty on the diamonds and other precious es, which you say are smuggled into this country. because he's such a sly and clever rogue, tl).at we can't te him. We've resorted to every known method to dis r the villain, but can't make any headway." Then you admit you are beaten?" Yes," was the hesitating reply. Hum I" grunted the Collector, in tones of contempt. nice lot of government detectives y ou fellows are to admit s u c h a defeat. However, I've taken the matter into my own hands now." "Yours?" "Yes! I've engaged two of the most skillful men in the Secret Service to run down this smuggler. I refer to Old and Young King Brady." "Indeed!" sneered the inspector, whose pride was wounded. "I'm sure if we can't find that smuggler, they can't." "They can't, eh?" grimly demanded the Collector. "Well, you'll find out whether they can or not, :'1ndrew Gibson, for they'll be here presently to take your work right out of your hands. Do you hear me?" With glum looks the inspectors glanced at each other. It was a bitter pill for them to swallow, to have an out sider come in to do the work they found themselves unable to cope with. Finally Gibson affected a mocking laugh, and said, derisively: "What can a Secret Service man do in a Custom House case, if we men, educated for it, can't finish a job we find too hard for us?" "They'll find the smuggler I'm after," replie'1 the Col lector, banging his fist on the desk to emphasize his remark. "I've got every faith in that remarkable man and boy. They are the most skillful detectives in the profession. There's nothing they can't do in their own line, and you'll find it out soon." "On police and criminal cases--" "On any work I" roared the Collector, excitedly. "They must be marvels, indeed!" sneered Gibson.


TlIE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. "So they are, sir-so they are." "I'd like to see these wonders Just then two men in uniform standing apart from the rest, advanced. They wore the costume of boarding officers, the dark-blue uniforms being garnished with brass buttons and on their heads were caps with bands across the .front bearittg the word in gilt letters, "Inspector." One of these men was tall and museular, with a bushy black beard, deep gray eyes and a heavy mass of dark brown hair. His companion looked like a mere boy, with a handsome face, a pair of keen eyes and a dashing, aggressiv-e air that showed he was of a bold, intrepid character. He walked right up to the inspector. "So you want to see the Bradys, do you?" he asked Gibson, quietly. "Yes, I would," asserted the inspector, glaring at him in surprise. "Then look, for we are the Bradys!" exclaimed the boy. He took off his cap and his companion stripped off a wig and false beard. Every one in the room glanced at them in amazement. 'No one suspected their identity before. Old King Brady was now seen to have white hair and a clean-shaven face, in which a daring, determined character was shown. Even the Collector was astonished. When he recovered his composure, a smile crossed his face, and he rose and warmly 1 shook hands with the pair, saying: "Well, this is an agreeable surprise." Old King Brady smiled, took a chew of tobacco and replied: "You got our chief to assign us on this case and requested us to be here at two o'clock, and here we are." "Ready for work?)' "Yes, sir. Instruct us." "Well, all I can tell you is that this country is being flooded with precious stones upon which no duty is being paid, and I want you to find the party who is doing the crooked work." "Have you any clews upon which we can work?" "No_ ne, what_ever. You'll have to get them yourselves from the importers in John street, Broadway and Maiden Lane. They may give you some points." "We shall follow your suggestion." The two detectives started for the door, then paused. Harry Brady, the boy, then said: "Mr. Gibson has some doubts al:iout our ability to work for the Custom House. Since he has flung defiance at us, we'll accept his challenge." "How? growled the inspector, in ugly tones. "Well, we'll meet you officers and the Collector on board the steamer Campania, of the Cunard line, in one hour, when she reaches her pier from Quarantine. If we don't show up mote smuggiers than you do, we'll give up this assignment." .. "I'll go you!" eagerly exclaimed the jealous i "And I'll be there to see that you get fair play,' said the Collector. The Bradys silently bowed and withdrew. When they reached the street, Old ,King Brady and said: "They're all jealous of us. But we'll show them or two, Harry." "They'll be a surprised lot," laughed the boy. have them beaten already." They headed for the jewelry district and called several of the most prominent importers and lapi from whom they gained some very valuable infor The last importer they spoke to said: "Paul La Croix, a French-Canadian, was just i with his daughter, trying to sell us some smuggle monds. See-.there he goes now." He pointed out the window at a tall, thin, stylishl man of forty in light trousers, a black frock coat and bat. The detectives observed that he now did not. hav daughter with him. From where they were, they could see that La Croix a thin, sallow face, a long, sharp nose and a closely-tri dark moustache. He turned into Broadway and disappeared in the er "Who is he?" asked Old King Brady, of the deale precious stones. "A mystery. No one knows. He makes many t between New York and Havre to smuggle diamonds w he sells here. Every jeweler in the Lane knows him. S deal with him." "Where does he live ?" "At the Fifth Avenue Hotel." "Thank you." And a moment later the detectives were gone. Reaching Broadway they hurried ahead intending tind La Croix and arrest him with contraband diamonds his possession. But the man disappeared and they found no trace of h The Bradys gave up the hunt, temporarily, for they w determined to find the man again. They crossed the city, going to the west side People who saw the pair paid no heed to them now, they had made some changes in their apparel, in a shel ing doorway, and by turning their coats inside out, pock ing their uniform hats and putting on soft felt hats, th transformed their appearance. They now looked like ordinary citizens. one adjusted a false moustache and a wig to hi his identity. They had their clothing so made that they could cha to several characters with but ittle trouble. This fact was well known to most of the crooks at lar and they feared the Bradys more than any other detetecti on the force. Although they bore the same name, there was no r tionship between them, for Harry was merely an


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 3 the old detective had chanced to meet, and was' ting in his profession. a team, they made them s elves famous. they drew near the Cunard steam s hip dock, Old rady carried his handkerchi e f in his hand as a an was on the lookout and ran up to him. ding the detective a letter he exclaimed: followed your order, Mr. Brady and went down to ntine to-day with the port doctor. He took me d the Campania, and I found out a great d e al. It's all n in that letter. I wrote it coming up on the Custom e tug." as the steamer reached her doc k yet?" he's swinging in now. I b eat her up on the tug." ery well. You may go. e spotter hastened away and the detectives eagerly read etter was full of valuable information for which they sent an and having r e ad the letter they hastened to the e big trans-Atlantic steamer was just tying up to dock and the detectives saw the Collector and his in standing on the pier waiting for the CHAPTE R II. NINE SMUG GLER S. scene of great animation and excitement wassoon piring on the pier. assengers were swarming down the gangplank of the steamer, crowds of friends were waiting to greet them, ers and waiters were landing the baggage on the dock stevedores were preparing to discharge the cargo. e two Bradys took up a favorable position and calling purser of the steamer, they induced him to point out ral people whose names they mentioned. hese people were the ones whom they had spotted as gglers. resently the owners of the baggage began opening their s and valises so the inspectors could examine their ts. ile this W!IS going on the Bradys joined the Collector spoke to him He was startl e d to discove r their tity and remarked: \Well, you certainly have the fa c ult y of hiding your tity in the most complete mann e r. Have you found smugglers y e t ?" Several," repli e d Harry, qui c kl y Indeed Who are _they?" 'We'll show you wh e n y our men get throu g h hey chatt e d togethe r until the ins pecti o n was fini s hed all the lugg age had bee n marked and r eceive d the ters to show they w e r e pa ssed. "Now call your men and get their report, sir," said Harry. / The Collector did as he was requested Out of several h:un_dred passengers only a lace shawl had been Clljtured. "Is that all you to find that was dutiable ?'1 asked Harry, 'in surprise, as the searchers gathered round them. They recognized him by his voice and Gibson growled sarcastically: "Do you think you can do any better?" "Oh, my-yes. "Well, I'd like to see you do it." "So we shall. Let us begin with Mrs. Harvey. Open her trunk again." Despite the lady's protests this was done. Pointing at the tray, Harry said, coolly: "Pick up that cake of toilet soap, cut it in two and you'll find a very valuable gentleman's ruby ring and scarf pin buried inside of it. Gibs on complied with a poor grace. As Harry said, he disclosed the articles mentioned. "My!" said the lady, innocently, "I wonder how they got there?" "Madam," replied Harry, politely, "you put them there yourself. As a lady don't wear such things and you've been traveling alone, it's clear you were trying to smuggle those things. Seize them, Gibson, and tqey'll be appraised in the Custom Rouse. If the lady then wishes to pay the full duty charged on them she can. get back her ornaments." The Collector burst out laughing. "Any more?" he asked Old King Brady. "Yes. See that short fat man? He is Mr. Jacobs, s stock broker. I guess we'll have to pull off the gentleman's left boot. Hey, Mr. Jacobs!" "Yell?" growled the fat' broker, glancing at the detective in some surpri se. "Sit down on your trunk, please," said Old King Brady. "V ot for?" "I'll show you in a moment." The broker sat down and Harry seized him and held him there. At the same moment Old King Brady grabbed him by the left foot, gave it a tug and the struggling man gave a yell, and demanded, excitedly, as the boot slipped off and remained in the detective's hand: "Py shiminey, vot yer mean py dot outrages alretty ?" "We think you are cheating"the government," replied Old King Brady. "Vot? Me? You vas graz.y!" "Am I?" blandly asked Old King Brady. "Sure you are Vot mein boot vas got mit it ter do?" "I'll show you, my innocent friend," grimly replied the old d e tective, as he drew out his pocket knife. With the la)"ge blade he removed the first layer of leather from the heel and showed that the heel was hollow L y ing within this neat little opening was a small paper


4 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. package which the detective drew out. Opening the paper he showed its contents. It consisted of five magnificent diamonds. The broker gave a gasp of horror and Old King Brady said to him sweetly : .. "You forgot to put these on the manifest, Mr. Jacobs, didn't you?" "Och, Gott/" groaned. the unlucky broker, in deep anguish of spirit, "I vas ruint vunct. V ot vill I do ? V ot vill I do?" "Pay the duty and redeem them from the Custom House," replied the detective, and the gems were seized on the spot. All the inspectors looked envious of the two detectives. The Collector regarded them with a cold glance and finally asked: "Why didn't you find these things?" "Didn't know they had 'em," sheepishly replied Gibson. "We ain't half through yet," said Harry at this juncture. "What else have you discovered?" demanded the Colleccuriously. "Several hundred yards of fine point lace." "Where is it?" "In a false bottom under Miss Daisy Linden's trunk. See-there she stands-that handsome big actress there. Do you think she's as fat as she looks? Well, just notice how big around her body is, and how thin her arms and neck are. If you'll get one of the lady inspectors to examine her pri vately, you'll find she's got several valuable oil paintings wrapped around her body, under her clothes." The woman ,!!lade a great fuss when they insisted upon rummaging in her trunk a second time and reluctantly opened it again. Harry threw e_verything out and the woman shrieked, scolded and protested. But when the boy opened the false bottom of the trunk and withdrew the lace he mentioned, she fainted. When the actress came to, she found that a lady inspector had disrobed her in a stateroom on the steamer and / taken five very costly paintings away, which she was smuggli:1.1.g under her clothes. By the time the Bradys finished, they had nine smug glers exposed, and fully quarter of a million dollars' worth -0f valuables were seized. The Collector had been watching these proceedings with Q.eep interest. When his own men reached him; he said to them : "I'm ashamed of you. Here you let two absolutely green men step in and do the wo k you've been at for years, much better than you do it yourselves." "Well," grimly admitted. Gibson, "they've' kept their boast and beaten us badly, I'm sorry to say. I don't need to wish them luck for they've got either a large amount of it, or e, they had some inside information." "Your latter surmise is the correct said Harry. "We sent a man down the bay to meet the steamer. People who are going to smuggle anything rarely take pains to conceal their contraband goods till they are nearing We know something about the matter, you see. Mo we know would-be smugglers who don't make a prof of it are very careless, talkative about what they are to smuggle, and apt to give themselves away. B y se a good, smart spotter ahead we learned all about the we've exposed." "That game may work very nicely with amateurs. it would not go with a professional smuggler by means." "I quite agree with you," assented Harry. "Well," said the Collector, "I'm quite your performance, Mr. Brady, and am convinced tha are the very men to run down the big smuggler I a anxious to see arrested." "We'll do our best," said Old King Brady. The Collector and the inspectors then went away. As they were leaving the pier, the quick, keen ey Harry observed a young girl on the steamer acting mysterious manner. She was standing in the gangway, peering out o the port holes and sharply watching the departing offi Every time one of them chanced to back, suddenly dodged down behind the bulwark out of s' She was a beautiful girl of about sixteen, handso clad in a short dress and zouave waist of fine silk, a stylish big Ga insborough hat with black ostrich pl crowned her short, yellow, curly hair. Her skin was as white as milk and she had a pair of brown eyes, a pretty little Grecian nose and rosebud lips. Young King Brady was charmed with her beauty, yet suspicions of her actions were aroused to the fever po touched his partner on the arm and pointed at "See there!" he exclaimed. "What can she be up t "We'd better keep an eye on her, Harry," returned the detective, after a careful survey. "It looks to me as if were up to some trick. She wouldn't be watching those spectors' departure that way unless it was of vital imp ance to her." "But surely she can't be so silly as to think there are officers left here. Everyone knows that a couple remain c stantly on the watch in their office at the entrance to dock." "Ha! What's that? She's waving her handkerchie that man who is coming out on the pier from West str young King nrady gazed keenly at the person in qu tion and suddenly recognizing him he exclaimed in cited tones: "Why, it's Pau1 La Croix, the diamond smuggler!" "So it is, by thunder!" "And this beautiful girl must be his daughter; for greatly resembles him." "Harry, I l;>elieve that pair are up to some croo work!" "We can find out by watching them." La Croix now went aboard the steamer and joined girl in the gangway.


. THE BHADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. I CHAPTER III. CAUGHT IN AN ELEVATOR. Bradys felt convinced that the smuggler and his r were working some scheme to take some valuables duty free. y watching the pair they saw them enter the cabin. wing them in, the Bradys observed the pair gliding down a passage, out on which opened the doors of staterooms. roix and his dhughter entered one of these rooms. 'ng forward, the Bradys listen e d outside the par nd heard the man ask : you geet eet, Clara?" papa," replied the girl in a low, pleasant tone of "After I left you on Maiden Lane, I came right here gled with the throng waiting to meet the various ers. As soon as the gangplank was down, I slipped and met the steward. He had the parcel gave e." n eet so we can distribute ze j e welry about our s. Zen we geet ze sings a s hore ver' easy, an' no wong ze package bulge out our clothing. III on Die u, but er'-vot call-ze-ze-worried." crackling of paper was heard. few moments aft e rward there ensued a deep s ilence. King Brady silently beckoned to Harry and they re a few paces. goipg right in after La Croix," he whispered. 've got him dead to rights," replied the boy. you prepared for a fight?" yes. I've got a powerful persuader in my hip en come on with me." trode forward and pushed the stateroom door open. pened inward and as the room was very small, it La Croix against the two bunks and wrung the d cry from his lips: ok out, Clara!" girl glared at the detectives and demanded: at do you want in here?" at man!" said Harry, pointing at her father. at for?" uggling !" i sn't!" e'll search him and see." Bradys grasped the excited Frenchman. clothing in the region of his stomach was bulging ously and Old King Brady slapped: the spot and ded: hat have you got there?" osing !" protested La Croix. "Zees ees an outrage, I don't know!" laughed Harry. ara!" roared the man. "Go tell ze captaine, quick, to 'ere." The girl slipped out the door and vanished. alone with the man, the detectives laughed and Harry said: "Unbutton your coat and vest." "Sacre! For why?" growled La Croix. "We want to see what you've got stuffed in there." "Gentlemen, you wrong me!" "Bosh! Open up quick, or we'll do it for you." La Croix reluctantly opened his vest and a package dropped out. He then was of normal size. "This is what we are after!" laughed Harry, picking up the pal'cel. "But, Monsieur, eet ees only a worthless--" "Silence, sir And Harry opened the mys terious parcel. It was filled with sawdust. The man laughed, shrugged his shoulders, and asked: "V ell, sair, you ees satisfi e d ? There was a look of disgust on Harry's face and he cried : "He has cleverly duped us and the girl got away with the valuables." Old King Brady was furious "Confound her!" he roared.' "Come-s earch this man thoroughly, and if he has not got any contraband stuff, we'll search the ship and arrest the girl." Harry La Croix's pockets inside out. Nothing was found upon his person. Then they searched the room. Still nothing came to light and Harry said: "He has nothing with him." "Very well. The girl has, then." "Now, Monsieur, I hope you see zat you wrong me?" said La Croix. Old King Brady gave him a peculiar look, shook his finger at the Frenchman and replied in angry tpnes: know you, La Croix. You are the worst smuggler in this port. It won't be long before we run you in for your crooked work." "Ah-how you can say zat ?" innocently asked the man. "We have no time to discuss the matter now, for we are very anxious to nab your daughter Clara," said the old detective. "But you will meet us again very soon. Then look out I" They hastened out of the stateroom. Once outside Harry whispered hastily: "You go ahead and I ll fool him." He thereupon slipped into an adjoining room. Old King Brady kn e w at once what the boy wanted to do, and he left the cabin and began to search the ship for the girl. La Croix was peering cautiously from the room he wa!3 in and seeing the old det e ctive disappearing out the door, he emerged Watching Old King Brady to see that his own actions were not observed, the smuggler finally left the steamer with Harry at his heels in a change of appearance which even his keen eyes failed to penetrate.


6 THE ;BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. l I Old King Brady saw them depart. He transformed his own appearance. Both he and Harry now had assumed their natural looks. There was a big white felt hat on the old detective's head, his frock coat of dark-blue was buttoned llP to the neck, around which there now was a standing collar and an old fashioned stock and on his hands were cotton gloves. The boy's suit of brown plaid, and a bicycle cap on his head, were much different from the reverse side of his clothing and the other hat he had worn. In the street Harry saw the man hail a cab and get in. He saw his partner and eckoned to him. When they met, Harry asked eagerly : "Did you the girl?" "No. She must have hurried from the steamer." "Well, La Croix is bound to meet her now." "Of course." "Our plan is to keep him shadowed." "See if we can't get a cab, too." They pursued the carriage on foot as far as Eighth avenue before they encountered a public hack and got in. Instructing the driver to pursue the other vehicle, they were carried up to Fourteenth street, across town to Broad way and thence up to Twenty-third street. La Croix's vehicle paused before the Fifth A venue Hotel and he alighted. "We were not misinformed about his address," commented Harry. "No. He is probably going in there to meet the girl." "Let's get o:ut llere at the Arch so as not to attract his attention." "Very well. Be careful now." T_b.ey dismissed the cab and hurried into the hotel. La Croix had disappeared from view and the detectives hastened to the office and said to the clerk: "Got a party here named La Croix?" "Yes, sir. They're in room 678. Wish to send up your name?" "No," replied Old King Brady, with a smile, as he ex-hibited his badge. "Oh,'' said the clerk, "detective, eh?" "We're after La Croix. He's a crook." "He is? What has he done?" "Smuggler." "I see. How about his wife and daughter?" "They must be in his game too." "Going to pull them in?" "Probably. Is he in his room?" "J!e just went up the stairs." "I wish we could reach his apartments ahead of him "So you can by going up in the elevator It's on the top :floor." "We'll try it." Tllily hastened over to the eleva t ors and found that the only one down was one which had no conductor in it. As they did not wish to lose time, they both got in, shut the door and pulled the wire cable. Up they glided, story after story, without seein, ascending the stairs. He had gone up in an elevator from the floor abo Above on the beams over the elevator shaft La. Croi crouching with a big hatchet in his hand, as he peered at the people ascending in the cars. He had detected them in pursuit and expecting tr he was waiting to give the detectives a warm rece He evidently recognized them without their disguise As he caught view of his pursuers coming up in th he picked the hatchet he had found lying on the Raising it above his head, he brought it down upCI cable by which the car was suspended, with all his stre The shock caused the Bradys to look up and the: what he was doing. Bang! went the keen blade upon the cable again i it crossed the wheel. The weight of the car caused the wire rope to part i he cut it, and the elevator s ascent was checked. It began to fall with the detec t ives in it. i ( CHAPTER IV. THE CLEW IN TllE A cry of alarm escaped Old King Brady when he the Frenchman. ,. "Harry," he gasped, "he is trying to kill us." "There goes the cable!" muttered the boy, and a chill darted through him as he heard the ominous sru the parting strands. "The safety-clutch may save us, Harry." "No! It don't work," groaned the boy as the car down. A sickening sensation passed through the pair ru falling car went plun ging down at lightning speed. They expected to get dashed to death at the botto they went flying down past the different floors, and he1 :fiel.ldish chuckle from the Frenchman above their headi Like rats in a trap, the two detectives were held so could do nothing to aid themselves. All they could do was to wait for the final crash, visions of the wrecked car and their bodies crushed pulp :fl.ashed across their minds. The desperation of their situation was appalling. The speed of their fall took their breath away and 1 instinctively gra&ped the sides of the car and clung t tenaciously. Down three stories they plunged. l Then there suddenly sounded a sharp "click." The car paused, slid a few feet, then came to a su< s top At the last moment the clutches flew out and tight! on the pilot rods, holding the falling car in midair. The sudden stopping hurled the detectives to the 11


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. quickly scrambled to their feet, overjoyed at their They failed to find anything else and went downstairs. Returning to the clerk, they asked if La Croix had been instant neither could speak. seen. so suddenly snatched from the very jaws of death "He did not come out this way," replied the man, shaki.Dg a strain upon their nerves that they could hardly his head. ng Brady was the :first to recover, and glancing he saw that their enemy had disappeared from the erhead. hunder he exclaimed., "La Croix is baffied ver expected such good luck," replied Harry, de-car is holding, all right." but how are we to get out of it?" were caught midway between the second and third the parting of the cable had b e en d e tected by the r and the conductor of an ascending car in the next the falling elevator flew down past him, and help ing. e news spread, people flocked out in the hall, filled ead lest the two officers had "been killed. peered down the shafts through the grill work and me saw the car, a shout of relief went up, and a lled at the Bradys: re you hurt?" We are all right, so far." 't, and we'll have the car lowered." ame men with rope s and the end of a line was passed rom the floor above the car and Old King Brady t fast. n the danger of the car falling was obviated, another ecured the cut cable, passed it over the drum, t it down to the roof of the car and spliced it to the maining there. elevator was the n lowered to the ground floor and g the door the detectives passed out, none the worse r adventure. rowd of anxious people surrounded them, but they y a.voided them by dodging into another car and say the conductor: p floor-quick g went the gate and up they shot. hing the upper story the detectives made a rush for m La Croix had been occupying and found it empty. e birds have flown!" muttered Old King Brady in l o wonder. We were caged up in the elevator so long ad ample time." ey may have left some clew behind. Let us search 's was done, and in the slop basin they a letter p in small pieces. rry carefully gathered up the fragments and put them pocketbook. s written in French," he commented, "but it may be e use. I'll put the pieces together and we'll have it lated." "Sure?" "Positive!" "Well, he and his family are gone." they up in their room?" "No." "That's queer." "Not at all. You heard how the elevator fell with us?" "Yes." "Well, La Croix saw us and cut the cable." "Good Lord I Tried to kill you?" "Exactly. That's why they fled." "What a villain that fellow must be." 'ns there any other exit from here?" "Yes, indeed. I'll have a boy show you." He rang a hand-bell and a uniformea boy approached, to whom he gave an order and the Bradys were escorted away. By questioning the help they eoon found that the smug gler, his wife and his daughter had left the hotel by another exit. A policeman in the street had seen them hire a cab and drive away through Broadway at a rapid pace. Unable to learn anything else, the detectives went home. They had very comfortable apartments and spent the day there piecing out the torn letter so it could be read. On the following day they had it translated, and read the following startling piece of information: "Paris, France, May 19. "My dear La Croix: In reply to yours of the 5th inst., I beg to say that I can easily meet your daughter at Havre, if she comes over on the Champagne. I shall then take her to Ainsterdam, Holland, and procure the fifty packages of diamonds. Sh!:l can then assume a fictitious name and take passage on the steamer Labrador, to Canada. You can meet her in Montreal, and the stones can be taken across the border at Niagara Falls, as you suggest. Should you follow this plan, wire me at once, and I shall so arrange matters that the American spies for the Customs officials who are on the lookout here shall know knothing about the transaction. Everything depends upon keeping this & secret from them, or they will cable back to the U. S. inspec tors to keep a watch for Clara when she returns to Canada--" The letter ended abruptly here, for the rest was missing. But there was enough to expose the whole plan of smug gling a huge amount of d i amonds into the United States. The Bradys were astoni s h e d and Harry said at once : "This letter proves that La Croix must be the gigantic s muggler whom the Customs department want run down." "No question about it," replied Old King Brady. "And as we have the details of a scheme he intends to operate, we had better make pre parations to nip the plan in the bud, -


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. or else to capture the girl smuggler when she makes her attempt to beat the Custom House." "Are you aware that the steamer Champagne sails for Havre to-day?" "Does she?" muttered Old King Brady, glancing at his watch. "Well, we'll barely have time to reach her if we go at once. Get a cab and we'll see if we can catch her before she departs." "Even if we miss her," said Harry, consolingly, "we will be pretty sure to see La Croix on the pier, seeing his daughter off." "I don't want to arrest him in that case," said Old King Brady, "for if the girl gets away, we'll have to keep the man 'Watched in order to let him lead us to his daughter when she returns. As she's pretty sure to have all those diamonds with her, we can nab them with evidence on their persons, of their smuggling enterprise." Harry nodded and they hurried out together. A hack was engaged and they rode over to the French Trans-Atlantic Company's pier onthe North river. By the time the cab reached the dock, however, the steam ship's mooring lines had been cast off, the gangplank was down and the vessel was being pulled out into the stream. The detectives were disappointed. Eagerly scanning the throng of passengers on the upper deck, they caught view of Clara La Croix. The girl was standing in the stern waving her handker chief and shouting to a stylishly-dressed middle-aged woman on the stringpiece : "Good-by, mamma !" "Farewell, Clara-be very careful of yourself, my child!" replied the woman, as she waved her handkerchief back at the girl. Harry nudged Old King Brady. "There's her mother," he muttered, "but La Croix has not shown up. He fears arrest now, as he knows are after him." "So much the better," replied the old detective, drily. "This woman won't know us. It will therefore be all the easier to follow her undetected." The steamship soon went down the river and the friends and relatives of the departing passengers began to leave the pier. Mrs. La Croix was one of the last to go. She did not know that the Bradys were close behind her. CHAPTER V. AT A VILI,AIN'S MERCY. The smuggler's wife leisurely left the pier, crossed the street and went in the direction of Sixth avenue, on foot. It did not seem to occur to her that she might be followed, for she never once glanced back in the direction she came from. Old King Brady and his partner did not kn

. r THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 9 t. We do not lead the peaceful lives of other It is a constant excitement and ;fear of police ce." ot complain, Lena. Zees ees ze last treep ze child ef eet ees wong success, we make so much dol t we can retiaire an' leeve ze life of ease for ze ur days, by gar I" ghed and the woman replied, resignedly : I hope your dream will come true, Paul." zees seat an' 'ave your suppair, my dear. You rest, for tO-night we leave New York by rail for for I have sold all ze stones I had, an' mail my Paris." ing Brady smiled and muttered: glad you've told me your business, old fellow." hadows of twilight had fallen tJy this time and the getting dark. ng some one coming downstairs from an upper e old detective retreated along the hall and crouched a doorway. essed himself back against the door hoping the ho was coming would pass him in the gloom with rving his presence. rtunately the door behind him was not shut tight. pressed his back against it, it flew inward all of a and pitching over backward, the detective fell g upon the floor of a small room adjoining the one by La Croix and his wife. "' eard the Frenchman utter a startled cry. a tiger he sprang into the room and saw the debleu!" he hissed, a look of rage and hate upon his ce. "Ze secret police. Watching me, eh? I show onsieur." eized an iron bar standing in the corner and as the tive was upon the point of scrambling to his feet, t the officer a fearful blow that knocked him senseust had time to bang the door shut to prevent the who was coming from upstairs from seeing what gon. then his wife rushed in. at is the matter, Paul?" she demanded. King Brady!" he replied, pointing at the old de excitedly. ;" was her cool reply. "He has found our refuge, s. An' probable he has been listen to our talk." at is very dangerous for us, Paul." t since I 'ave him at my mercy. Sacriste! When through wiz heem now, he not weel trouble us again ng hurry." ing the detective might recover he got a piece of d bound and gagged Old King Brady. n this was done an idea suddenly flashed across his and he bounded to his feet and exclaimed, hoarsely : re ees ze othair ?" don't understand you," his wife replied. "Young King Brady." "Do they always travel together?" "Sairtainly." "Then the boy must be lurking near here." "Wait. I find heem eef I can." He hastened from the room and made a search of the hall. Then he quietly passed downstairs and there caught view oHhe young detective keeping guard outside the street door. The Frenchman was greatly excited. He retreated into the hall and went upstairs again, mut tering: "I must geet zat boy een my powair just as queek as pos sible. So long as ze Bradys ees on my track, I may go to ze preeson at any moment. It makes me nairvous, by gar I" He took up a position at the head of the stairs, wondering how he could get the best of the dete ctives. Convinced that they knew all about his smuggling busi ness and would arrest hi_m at the first opportunity, it made him so desperate that he would not have hesitated to kill both of them. He had not been standing at the head of the stairs long before he saw Jiarry glide into the hall as quietly as a shadow. The boy was becoming impatient over his partner's long absence and made up his mind to find him. Searching the lower hall, he failed to see anything of Old King Brady and then cautiously made his way upstairs. The Frenchman saw him coming. He slipped into the room where the old detective lay. Raising his finger to his wife, he hissed : "Hush! He coming up ze stair! Put out ze light--hurry!" Keeping the door open on a crack when darkness fell upon the room, he peered out and listened intently. It was too dark to see anything. But he heard the young detective's soft footfalls passing the door and he stepped out into the hall behind Harry. Slight as the noise was which he made, the boy heard him and turned around, striving to pierce the gloom with his sight. La Croix had the boy located. He suddenly sprang forward with both hands extended, struck against the boy, clutched him by the throat and knocked him over backward. A stifled cry escaped Harry. He was knocked down and struck the floor with a crash. As his head went back, with the Frenchman's grip on his windpipe, his skull banged against the door-casing. He was stunned. "Lena Lena roared La Croix. "What is it, Paul?" asked the woman, appearing in the doorway. "Breeng a light-queek !" he panted. She struck a match and he saw that Harry was senseless. With a look of evil triumph on his dark face, the man seized the boy, dragged him into the room and his wife locked the door.


10 THE. BRADYS AND TIIE GIRL SMUGGLER. La Croix bound and gagged Harry. "Got zem both 111 he chuckled. "What are you going to do with them, Paul?" demanded wife. "Do wiz zem? Put zem out of ze way, iny dear. Dis pose of zem so effectually zat we not weel be trouble wiz zem -.gain." The woman met his evil glance and shuddered. She saw what murderous thoughts were .filling his mind ., CHAPTER VI. TWO MEN IN A BOX. On the following morning Paul La Croix went upstair s to the man who made artificial flowers and said to him: "Monsieur Reynard, to-day ve go avay to Europe. I 'ave some sings een ze rooms ve occupy zat I weesh to send to 8. friend een Sacramento. To do so, I must 'ave wong beeg packing case. I see an empty wong standing over zerc near ze hatchway. Can I buy him from you?" "I'll make you a present of the big case, and be glad tu get rid of it, as it takes up valuable space,'' replied Mr pleasantiy. "Come, I'll help you to get it down stairs to your floor by means of the fall." He opened the hatchway while La Croix was profusely thanking him, put a sling around the box and lowered it. La Croix pulled the box into his front room through a door in the partition which surrounded the hatchway. This done and Reynard out of the way, the smuggler turned to his wife, pointed at the box and a s k e d her, with a grim smile: "You know what zat ees for, my dear?" "Np. I have no idea. What?" "To pack ze detectives in." "What for?" "So I can ship zem away." "Won't it kill them?" "I don't know," he replied, indifferently, shrugging his shoulders. "Well," she remarked, after a mom ent's r eflection, "it will give us time to get away to Canada without them knowing our destination." "Ma foil Zat ees my object." He -was provided with a hamm e r and some nail s and taking the lid off the box, he saw that it was amply big to hold the detectives' bodies. They were wondering what their fate was to be. It .filled them with chagrin to r e flect that this Fr had alone overpowered them without the slightest La Croix seized Old King Brady .firs t and drag into the next room. "Now, Lena," he remar k ed, "help m e to leeft hi box." He took the detective by the h e ad and she gras ankles and they dropp e d thei r pris on e r in Harry was serv e d the s ame wa y There was just room enough to hold them When La Croix nailed on the lid, they r e aliz e d intended to do with t hem and it mad e them feel very hearted. "Going to ship us away," tho u ght Old King Brad La Croix the n borrowed Reynard 's bru s h and m pot and they heard him c huckl e and s a y to his wife: "I weel direct ze box t o wong fictitious address i n mento, California. B y z e t im e z e secr e t police arriv par Dieu, zey weel be zez d e ad mans He then addressed the c ase and w ent af te r a true This done, betwe e n the m t hey lowe red the case t the hatchway into the stre e t, and it was bang e d with a turned over and over and pus hed up a pair of run gs truck. The Bradys were badly bumped and brui sed. But being gagged they Jlad to s uff e r in s ilence. Finally the truck was driven awa y with t h e m, and ing the Erie freight depot, the driver got a rec eipt f box and dumped it off his truck. The shock upon the imprison e d d etec tives wa s awfu They heard the driver s a y : "Coll e ct de charge s Dat b o x g oes v ia Buffalo don' "Yes," repli e d the freight a g e nt. "Well, yer d better handl e it wid c are, a s I tink i artificial flowers in it, a n yer m ig h t smas h d e stuffi o' dem." "Mighty heavy artifi cia l flower s,'' g r owle d tht! agen Then the truck drov e away The detectives laid i n the freig h t b u i ld i n g for some and the interior of the box b e c a m e hot and s tifling. Fortunately the box stoo d as t hey w e r e lyin g o n s ides. About noontime their troubles bega n again fo freight handler s got hold of t h e box to send it ove r the to Jersey with oth e r fre i g ht. The d e t e c tives w e r e tu and slammed about rou ghly, at o n e mom ent re sting on heads, at anoth e r on their faces t h e n the y were pick by a hand-truck and banged upon their backs on the Some of the joints were shrunk ope n, he nQticed, which For a while they had a rest. would admit air for the officers to breathe. This would keep No one heard the groan s of pain they utter e d as them alive some time if the.J were not killed some other way were bumped, bruised a nd cut, and t hey were carried in transit. the river. He did not care much about that howe v e r. Here the rough handl i n g b e gan again until they Calling his wife to aid him, he went into the next room laden on a freight car du e to go out that night. where the two bound and gagged detectives laid upon the The box now rested so that the y were standing up. floor side by side. It was such a painful attitud e in those cramped qua Neither could move or spe ak. that they were in m ise ry, f o r the y w e r e face to face,


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 11 ies bent over on account of the box being too short ength of their bodies. had made the most desperate efforts to get rid of ds and gags, but found it impossible to do so. hours later they felt the train get in motion and y were on their way to Buffalo . e dragged very slowly. after hour passed by and the night passed and day came. er and thirst were now added to the miseries they endured and the strain they were under brought the verge of fainting. rd noontime the train paused at a way station to some freight and the box in which the detectives eked was thrown over to make room for it. struck the floor, Old King Brady struck his face the side of the box and made his nose ve a deep groan and one of the freight handlers Lor'!" he exclaimed in startled tones, as he glared "What's that? Sounded like a man's voice." er groan from the old detective attracted his atten the packing case, and he saw a tiny stream of blood gout of it through one of the cracks, upon the floor. ill of horror darted through the man. gan to suspect a corpse was in the box, and visions adful murder mystery floated through his mind. Tom! Hey, Bill! Come here, quick!" he yelled at do you want?" g a hammer here you bust open a box?" But I'm going to." at for?" :a.rd a man groaning in that-ha I Hear it?" rd groan from Old King Brady reached their ears ing the blood, they quickly realized that there was e in the case. ring a hammer, they pulled off the lid. two detectives were r.evealed. y was senseless. of astonishment escaped the men, and observing e pair were still alive, they pulled them out of the laid them on the floor. ving the gags and bonds, the trainmen brought d bathed the bruised and swollen faces of the de-treatment revived Harry. l were very weak, and they ached all over. 1 e us a drink," Old King Brady implored. n this was done they asked for something to eat. trainmen got some food at the station and a big gathered round when the news spread. r eating and drinking and rubbing their legs and he Bradys recovered rapidly and told who they were at befell them. In a short time they were able to walk. "Are you going back to New York to arrest the rascal who did this?" asked the man who discovered them. "No, indeed!" replied Harry, quickly. "We wouldn't find them there if we did. They are probably on their way to Canada now." "Going after them?" "Yes." "Then you'd better stay with us until we atrive in Buffalo and you won't have so far to go to reach Montreal." "We'll do that," said Old King Brady. "But don't let on about our escape. If the newspapers get 1iold of the story and publish it, our enemy may learn how we baffled his design and he will be on his guard against an attack from us." "I'll keep mum, Mr. Brady. We'll reach Buffalo to night and you can then attend properly to your injuries." The train then moved on, and the detectives finally reached their destination and put up in a hotel, where a physician attended to their injuries. CHAPTER V.JI. A MYSTERIOUS WOMAN IN BL.A.OK. "Old King Brady, your life is in danger." "From what?" "The man your are persecuting.'; "You mean La Croix, I presume?" "I do. Go back to New York at once." "Madam, I shall do nothing of the kind." "Then you must suffer for your obstinacy." "I am prepared for anything, madam." "Remember, I have given you fair warning. You can not arrest La Croix on Canadian soil for smuggling." And the veiled woman in deep mourning, who a:ccosted the old detective in a dark street in Toronto, turned as if to walk away. This happened several weeks after the Bradys reached Buffalo. They had been vainly searching for La Croix and his wife. On the night in question, Old King Brady had gone out from his hotel alone, when the woman in mourning met him in the street. The light of a street lamp fell upon them. She gave a slight start and began to follow him. When he discovered this and turned around, asking why she was dogging his footsteps, she gave the above recorded answer. By her mentioning his name, he realized that she knew him, and he at once suspected she was La Croix's wife. He resolved to fathom the mystery of her identity. Seizing her arm, he exclaimed : "Hold on a moment." "Well?" she asked, pausing obediently. .


U! THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. "I want to know who you are that takes such a deep interestjn my welfare. I want to know who it is that knows me-who knows all about the private busines s which ha s brought me to this city. S.peak out. Who are you?" "Your friend," replied the mysterious unknown. "What is your name?" he persist ed. "I must decline to tell you." "But I won't take a refu s al. You must speak." "No. Allow me to retain my incognito. It were bes t for us both." Old King Brady was d e termined to know her, however, and he seized her long cr e pe veil and attempted to r e movr it from her fa.ce. A subdued cry of anger escaped her. "Let that be!" she imperl.ously. "Madam, I must see who y ou are!" he p e rsi s t ed. "Is this the gratitude y ou s how for the favor I hav e done you?" "You have aroused my curio sity." "Stand back, sir. Don't y ou dare lay a hand on m e again. "Why," he laughed, "is it dan ge r ous?" "Very!" "How?" She drew a s l e nder da gge r from the fold s of her dark dress, and as the lamplight glanced upon the blade, it flashed as she dre w it back. Old King Brady was startled. He did not expect to see anything like this. Raising the dagger, the my s terious woman hissed: "If y ou atte m p t to p e netrate m y identity, I shall stab you!" There was a ring of intense earnestness to her voice, and it froze the smile that rose to the old detective s face. He regarded her with a puzzled look. It now began to dawn upon his mind that she was not Mrs. La Croix after all. The voice was differe;nt. She was shorter and stouter than the smuggler's wife. Her actions were different. To gain time to form a different tactic he exclaimed: "Jlow can y ou be a friend of mine if you are going to stab me?" "I am bound to keep my identity a secret she replied, firmly. "What object have you in befriending "You are a brave man and a dutiful officer. I know you are only following up this case because you w e re ordered to do so. I therefore don't wish to see you perish." "How do you know I'm doomed to get killed?" "Because I heard your enemies plot your de struction." "In that case they know we are here on their trail?" "Yes. Every move you make is being keenly watched b y spies." "Our enemies mus t b e w e ll-d i s gui s ed and keep well unde r cover." "You haven't thus far detect e d the m, have you?" time s they have been as close to you as I am. Yet not know it. By this you can realize how easy it w for them to attack you unexpectedly, kill you, and e "Even that thought won t scare me off the case." "You are very obstinate and persevering." "Those two elements will yet make me win this "Foolish man. Don't delude yourself. Your e are very powerful people. They will beat you in the "I don't agree with your idea." "Is my warning in vain?" "Entirely so." The veiled woman sighed and bowed her head in th Finally she strode away, saying in impatient tones: "Very well. Since I can t dissuade you from yo purpose, I shall not bother myself any further abo matter." She seemed to be very angry at the old detective. He strode after her. "Wait a moment longer I" he exclaimed. "No. I have no more to s a y, s he r e plied sh "Don't attempt to follow me If y ou do, it will be as as your life is wor t h .'' "Humbug!" h e :re pli e d "So you doubt m e eh? W e ll look behind you." H e glanced over his should e r and caught v iew o s hadowy :figure s of sev eral men lurking about the lining the street. Old King Brady was astonished. She evidently had a body-guard of watchful men. "Who are those people P" he d e manded. "My friends," she quietly. "If they saw attack or follow me, they would put a sudd e n end to career at long rnn g r.'' "By firing?" "Yes." "Let me walk as far asJ;he corner with you." "Very well, Mr. Brady. I have no objection to t The journey was made in utter silence, and the detective noticed that the shadowy men were folio them. When they reached the corn e r, Old King Brady gl around, looking for Harry, who agreed to meet him t The boy was nowhere in sight. Old King Brady then coughed and dropped his k e rchief as a signal. For a moment there was no notice paid to it, but ently he heard a distant hissing sound of singular tration. It was an answer to his signal and meant that he s een and understood. With a satisfied feeling the old detective now sai t h e veiled woman: "I shall leave you here. Don't think I am ungrate y our kindness. On the contrary, I appreciate it very m But m y duty compell s me to pay no heed to your val warning. I mus t run down m y quarry. Good "No," admitte d Old King Brady "Then that show s h o w secure t hey are. A number of mad am."


THE BRA.DYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. d-night, sir." pped his hat and strode away to the Walker House, e was staying. stood watching him until he was several blocks and then gave vent to a low, peculiar whistle. ntly four men came gliding from the shadows, and around her, as she started to walk away. as heading for the railroad depot. she was gone, Harry Brady slid down from the oliage of a nearby tree where he had been a hidden boy had seen the woman and her body-guard, and at his partner wanted him to shadow her from that rdingly he glided along after them. "ng from tree to tree, slinking along in the densest s and never exposing himself for an instant in a light which would betray him, Harry dogged them ailroad station. aw them purchase tickets and board a train. ng over to the ticket oflke he asked the agent: ere did those five people buy tickets for?" ntreal," replied the man, "on the Grand Trunk ank you," said the boy ran behind a freight car to shelter him from e of ):he passengers in the waiting train. ing an opening between two of the cars he peered h. ctly opposite him sat the woman in black, with two male companions in the seat ahead and two behind was close to the window. then she drew her veil aside and Harry saw her face. tartled cry escaped the boy. jove !" he gasped. ';.Bhe's Clara La Croix, th girl ler !" so she was I ---CHAPTER VIII. GAINING A FEW POINTS. rng King Brady, of course, knew nothing about the e which passed between his partner and the girl. e felt pretty confident that Old King Brady did not who the girl was. foout the slightest hesitation Harry made his way n to the rear car, and boarded the train just as it out of the station. boy wore a bicycle suit and a false beard. felt pretty sure he 'Yould not be known in this out d passing inside the car, he took a seat. e distance between Toronto and Montreal was about iles along the Lake Ontario and the St. Lawrence "I don't believe La Croix or his wife are in Toronto," the boy muttered, "for we've gone over the city with a .fine-toothed comb, and failed to find the slightest sign of them. They must be either in Montreal or Quebec, for the girl is going to the former place. Miss Clara made a quick trip. She could not have been here long from Holland And I presume she is laden wii.h those diamonds she went after. La Croix is now doubtless scheming to smuggle them over the border into the United States. We've got to watch these people closely now. That Frenchman is :i desperai.e man. We have seen that he would not stop at murder to attain his purposes. When I reaeh Montreal, I must telegraph Old King Brady to come on and meet me. He will be wondering what has become of me now." When the conductor came through, Harry paid his fare in cash. A short time afterward one of the girl's male companions made a trip from one end of the train to the other. He sharply eyed every passenger on the cars and favored Harry with a particularly keen and searching stare. It made the boy imagine for ari instant that his identity was known, but he never flinched. The man passed on, however, without. making any mark. It took fifteen hours to inake the run, and it was three o'clock on the foll?wing afternoon before the train pulled into Montreal. Shadowing the girl smuggler and her companions, Harry saw them go to a hotel, where the men left her. While they went down to the Dominion Line dock, the girl passed into the hotel and Harry ssi.w her go upstairs. The hotel clerk a dudish young fellow, was staring after her when Harry approached him and said: "Deuced pretty girl that." "Very," assented the clerk. "A widow, too!" "Rather youn g to be a widow, don't you think?" "Yes, indeed." "What's her name?" "Mrs. Marie P. Savoy." "Been here long?" "A week." "Alone?" "She came in on the steamer Dominion from Havre alone, but her mother arid father soon joined her here. She went down to Toronto a few days ago leaving the old folks here. She's just returned." "I see. I'd like to get acquainted with her." "You may if you stop here." "That's what I'm going to do. Give me 8: good room.'' "Very well, sir. Got any baggage?" "None, whatever. I came from Niagara in a hurry." "You can have No. 37. That's right next to the one occupied by the beautiful young widow. Perhaps it may lead to your becoming acquainted with her as you wish." "I hope so," laughed Harry, who was delighted at bis good luck. "Got a telegraph station here?" "No. But there's one across the street." Harry wenf out and telegraphed to Old King Brady to


14 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. come and meet him in :Montre al and then went to hi s room. While washing, he heard the hum of voices in Clara La Croix's room, and gliding over to the wall, pressed his ear against the partition. It was a hollow wall and nearly every word was quite audible. The first thing he heard was a man's voice which he did not recognize, but presumed was La Croix, asking : "Well, how did you make out in Toronto, Clara?" "All right," the girl replied. "I found your four spies there. They report that the Custom House inspectors at Niagara Falls are on the alert. There has been a shaking up of the department. The Collector of the Port of New York is dissatisfied with the amount of smuggling that ia being carried on, and made it very hot for everybody." "That ees bad for us." "Very. We'll either have to keep shady a while or play a trick on them to pass the diamonds I brought over from Holland. As there are $250,000 worth of the gems, you can't afford to have them seized for duty and run chances on going to prison for the job, papa." "That ees a fact. It would ruin me. I'll have to think of some-vat you call-plan to beat ze Custom House." "I've got some bad news for you, too." "Vat ees zat ?" asked La Croix, nervouslJ. "The Bradys are in Toronto looking for you." The smuggler started as if he were stung and turned deathly pale. A look of blank dismay settled upon his sallow face, his dark eyes sparkled angrily and he exclaimed: "PMbleul I thought zey was done for!" "You told me how you had shipped them in a box." "Zen zey have escape, eh?" "So it seems. One of your men discovered them. Be fore I came here, I met Old King Brady in the street and warned him of the danger of following you up. He refus M to quit." "Zat man ees a demon I I weel keel heem yet!" rav e d La Croix. "Look out he don't kill you," replied his daughter "What wiz him deed you do?" "Left him in Toronto." "An' he not know we ees he:r;e ?" "No. I'm sure he don't." "But eet puzzle me to know how he l e arn we ees m Canada." "He may have had some m e thod of finding out those things." "I wondair how from ze box zey escape?" "I'm sure I don't know." "Where ees ze four men?" "Gone down to the steamship dock for my trunk." "Zen zey come back here soon, eh?" "Yes. I presumed you wis hed to con sult with them anrl therefore ordered them to report here to you." "So I do. Ve must vatch for ze detectives ver' s h a rp now." "Where is mother?" "Een my room." "I'll go in and see her I'm going to get rid of uncomfortable widow' s weeds. They w e re all very we disguise in which to travel in Europe and come back but I am heartily sick of wearing them. They make me so old." "Suit yourself, my dear." The girl then left her room and as there was no mo hear, Harry resumed his ablutions and put on his beard again. He kept a strict watch upon the smuggler all that da saw La Croix hold a meeting with his spies in his The boy failed to overhear what the y had to say, that did not worry him, a s long a s he bad his quarry observation. On the following afternoon an old farmer with a h spun suit, an old felt hat, and gray whiskers, arriv the hotel. Harry was standing in the lobby when he came in recognized him at once as Old King Brady, but mad sign. The old detective recognized the boy at the same mo and calling for a room, he seized his carpet bag and brella, and followed the bell:boy upstairs. Harry considered it safest to kee p apart from his p in public, and for that reason failed to speak to him. When he afterward learned which room Old King B occupied, he quietly went up there and was admi1ted. In whispers they explained to each other all that s pfred and the old detective was delight e d ove r the success. "So the mysterious woman in black was the girl s g ler, eh?" asked the old detective "We ll, I'm surpri "Her warning you, shows that she has some regard us and wis h to see u s come to g rief," replied H sentimentally. "On the other hand, it ma y have been a diplomatic pn her part to bluff u s off un t il they s mug g le that big s ignment of diamonds ove r the border r e plied Old Brady, practically. "Well, she didn t succ e ed." "By no means." "Have you formed an y pl a n of action ? "Only one." "And that is?" "To catch them smu gg ling those diamonds and a th e m with the evidence in their possess ion which will t h e m to prison for man y year s," r e pli e d Old King Br CHAPTER IX. CROSS I NG THE BORD ER. As La Croix 's party did n ot seem to be i n an y hu l eave Montreal, the Bradys h a d plenty o f t i me to arr their plans.


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. On the following day they went to the telegraph office sent two messages, the first being couched in the fol g terms: "Collector of Port, N. Y.: Swear out warrant for arrest Clara La Croix, charge of smuggling, and mail at once International, Niagara Falls. Brady." The second was addressed to the Customs department at ension Bridge, saying: "Keep watch for La Croix, wife and daughter with four es . Are going to attempt to pass $250,000 worth of onds." As La Croix was well known, details were useless. The Bradys watched their quarry closely. Knowing they had those diamonds with them, and that w"ould very likely play a sharp trick to evade the ctors, the Bradys were very careful. Scarcely a move made by the family escaped them. It soon became apparent to the detectives that an im rtant move was soon to be made, for the four spies were frequent consultatio,n with the Frenchman and his ily. "They are evidently arranging a plan of action," Harry mmented, as he and his partner traced the men to La oix' s room for the fourth time. "I wish there was some way of getting a clew to their ign," Old King Brady replied, in wistful tones. "We completely in the dark." "That's a sheer impossibility," Harry answered. "They taking the most extraordinary care not to let anyone r a word they are saying or see a thing they are doing. ve tried several times, and failed." "We've got a sharp gang to deal with, my boy. And e worst of it is that $250,000 worth of diamonds makes ch a small package that they won't have the slightest uble to conceal it." "As they are not likely to allow so valuable a parcel to ve their hands, by arresting the whole gang the moment y reach the American side, we are likely to find the els on the person of one or the other." "And I quite agree with that 11lan," said Harry. "In t, it's the only safe method of securing them for a cer nty." "Have you noticed whether they made friends with any tsiders here?" "No, they haven't. They keep strictly aloof from everyy. I made an attempt to speak to each one of the in a friendly way at the table, but they gave me such ld reception, I had to withdraw in a hurry." hat day, La Croix and his. party left Montreal. oarding a train for Toronto, they went away. he Bradys were on the same train. nee more their disguises were changed, for t]iey did want the smugglers to see them in Toronto in the same acters, as it might arouse their suspicions. They were now rigged out as two regular army s oldiers, and pretended to be sightseeing, as most Americans are up in that region La Croix and his party only remained a day in Toronto. The detectives now discovered that two of the spies had disappeared and a swift search WiJ.S made to find them. Harry did the investigating. He finally discovered that one of them had gone to get married, and the other acted as best man at the ceremony. The spy married a pretty French-Canadian girl. His companion returned to La Croix's party and the bride and groom started off on a short wedding trip. Young King Brady dropped them. "They'll be so busy spooning and lally-gagging that he won't have any time to attend to this smuggling game," thought the boy detective, as he went back to his partner to report the occurrence. Old King Brady was watching the Frenchman's party. Next day the smugglers board l d the cars for Niagara, and the Bradys felt that their work would soon be at an end. As the Custom House officers of Dagara had been specially warned against these people, they made a very careful search of their baggage and persons. Every one underwent a most rigid examination. Not a thing or place was overlookd in which there was the faintest chance of concealing precious stones. But despite the keenness of the scrutiny-despite the ex traordinary watchfulness-despite every care-not a dia mond was found. The Bradys looked on eagerly. Each one expected a remarkable disclosure. But when they saw the officers baffied, it worried them. They could not understand this want of success, except by thinking that the La Croix party were playing some deep, shrewd game. The Frenchman laughed sardonically at the officers and said: "Ah, Messieurs, zis ees ze time I fool you! Oomprong f'' "If any of your party have anything contraband," grimly answered the officer, in disappointed tones, "you must have swallowed it." "Zen why you not examine us wiz ze X-ray?" chuckled La Croix. "I'd like to take you at your invitation, you are such a slippery customer," growled the officer, who had hlid some experience with him before. The party were permitted to go. They headed for the International hotel and as the Bradys had already arranged to go there, they followed the Frenchman's party. Upon the arrival of the officers, a legal envelope was handed to Old King Brady, and he opened it and withdrew a warrant for Clara La Croix. "No need of this, yet," he grumbled, holding it up. "We may want it very soon," replied Harry. "They had the diamonds, and if they've eluded our vigilance, or given them to anyone else to smuggle over, they'll to get the


16 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. jewels away from the smuggler and that will be the time for us to grab them." Several days passed by, during which La Croix's three spies to Canada, as they were then of no further service. The day after they had gone, the fourth spy, who had got married, suddenly came over from Canada with his bride, and the detectives saw them go to the hotel where the La Croix party was stopping. With their suspicions aroused, the Bradys watched them. They went up to the clerk, sent their card to La Croix's room, and Clara presently came down and greeted them warmly. "Papa is shaving," she remarked. "Can't you come to my room? I'll try to entertail). y:ou until he is disengaged." She had abandoned her widow's weeds and resumed her wonted attire in which she looked very young and charming. The bride smiled, patted her on the head and said: "I like you. Nothing would please me better." The moment she asse"dted, the Bradys hastened upstairs. Clara's room was open and they entered and glanced around. It was a magnificently-furnished apartment and the trunk she brought over from France stood in the middle of the room. At one side was a closet. The Bradys dodged into it and closed the door. No sooner were they concealed when Clara and her two guests came in and at her invitation, seated themselves. "Well?" said the girl smuggler, in eager tones, "how did you make out?" "Fine," laughed the spy, producing a package from his pocket. "We kept the diamon ds and remained in Canada, spending our honeymoon. When we started for the Ameri can side, my wife had the package of diamonds fastened under the lining of her skirt. No one suspected us, of

THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 17 are lost!" daughter slipped me this package and told me to to you." .handed over the parcel of diamonds, and with a glad Croix eagerly seized it and thrust it in the bosom shirt. five dollaire for you I" he panted, giving the boy "Keep ze still tongue about our affairs. Now go!" boy shot out of the room and the man wrote a .note it on the bureau. Croix hastily dressed and rushed out of the hotel. was fearfully excited. hing the street, he called a cab, doubled the driver's and was driven furiousl y to the railroad depot. he caught a departing train. time, the Bradys imagined they had Clara La with the package of diamonds in her possession. y placed his hand on the girl smuggler's arm. .hate to do it, Miss," said he, half apologetically, "but e my prisoner." took her arrest with exasperating coolness. "ling up at him, she said in low, sweet tones: 'm charg e d with smuggling, ain't I?" hat?" bout $250,000 worth of diamonds." ow ridiculous!" o, it i s n t. We've got all the facts." lease name them." ou went to Amsterdam and came back on the Domin "th the jewels I mentioned. In Toronto you gave to one of your father's spies who got IllJl.rried. Your crossed the border and were searched. Of course, no were found on you. A short time ago the spy and "de followed you; they smuggled the diamonds over Suspension Bridge for you. A few minutes ago they here and delivered the package to you. You've got it. so hand it over." haven't got any package of diamonds," protested the Now, don't try to lie out of it. We've got the evidence t you which you can't deny. Be sensible and save If further trouble by handing over the gems. If you we'll take them by force." am telling you the truth." rther concealment is useless." en search us and convince yourself." accepted her offer and failed to :find the stones. e he was so employed, Old King Brady searched her with equal non-success, and a surprised look spread their faces. The girl hasn't got exclaimed Harry, in disgust. or has her mother," added Old King Brady. ey must have hidden them." Search the room." Don't move, ladies, or we'll handcuff you." No need of that ignominy," said the girl. y made a thorough and painstaking search of the place, but failed to meet with any success and finally gave it up. The diamonds remained missing. Both were greatly puzzled Suddenly an idea occurred to Harry and he cried: "The hall-boy I" "What about him?" asked his partner. "He may have carried off the parcel." "See I" "You guard them." "All right." Harry rnshed out of the room. .. Finding the boy down in the office, Harry seized him. "Where did you put the package that girl gave you?" he roared. The boy turned pale with fright, and a panic seized him as he suddenly thought his share in the matter was known. With bulging eyes and chattering teeth, he gasped : "For mercy's sake don't arrest me, and I'll tell you, sir." "Well? Speak out-quick I" "The young lady told me to give it to her father." "And you did?" "Yes, sir." "Where was he?" "In his room." "Is he there yet?" "I don't know." Harry ,rushed upstairs again. Pushing open the door of Paul Ln. Croix's room he en tered. None of the man's possessions was disturbed, but Harry caught view of the note he had written and placed on his bureau. The boy picked it up and read the following lines: "Monsieur Brady: By the time you get thie letter I will be far away. You are duped. Do as you please with my in nocent wife and daugl;iter. You can prove nothing against them. An outsider did the smuggling. That lets us out. I defy you. your worst. La Croix." Young King Brady smiled at the note. "The raving of a madman!" he muttered scornfully. "If he imagines he has beaten us, we will soon relieve him of that notion." He carried the note to Old King Brady and exclaimed : "La Croix has escaped with the diamonds." "How did he get them?" asked the old detective, curiously. "Clara sent them to him by the hall-boy." "As I feareft I" "We can't convict these women." "No. Release them." "Ladies, you are free." "Thank you," said Clara, with a pleasant smile. "Go your way. We can't secure anything but revenge by prosecuting you, and that isn't what we are after. I must say, though, Mrs. La Croix, that was an inhumn.n


18 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. thing for you and your husband to do, boxing us up and shipping us to California. We are more merciful to you when it lies in our power to put you in prison." The woman's face reddened with shame. She hung her head, but made no reply. Old King Brady then said to Harry in hurried tones : "Come. We must get on La Croix's trail. We'll run him down if it takes a year to do it I" They rushed from the room. Harry, however, paused outside the door and listened. The woman and her daughter uttered a merry peal of laughter. "Good for papa!" cried the girl. "He'll save the gems yet." "Those detectives have gone on a wild goose chase," contemptuously replied her mother. "Paul will outwit them. To-morrow you and I will go back to New York, and put up at the Waldorf. When your father has safely disposed of those gems he will go there to look for us. It's a rendezvous we had arranged beforehand in case trouble came up." Harry nodded and smiled. "Glad you've posted me," he muttered: "I won't lose sight of you two charming It wasn't good policy to pull you in without the diamonds if you only khew it, and that's the only reason you are at liberty now. We'll play with you as a cat plays with a mouse." And walked away from the door feeling well satisfied with the shape the case was taking CHAPTER XI. SUBDUING .A. TA.RT.AR. Old King Brady had gone ahead in an effort to find .out what had become of Paul La Croix. Reaching the street he accosted a man at the door with the question : "Did you see a thin man with a black moustache, a high h'at, and frock coat come out of here in a hurry a few moments ago?" "Yes, sir. He got in a cab and rode away." "Did you notice the sort of cab it was?" "I did. Do you know Pork Chops the negro hackman ?" Oh, yes." "Well, it was his rig "Which way did they go?" "In the direction of the railroad depot." Thanking his informant, the old detective hastened away convinced that the fugitive was going out of Niagara by rail. When he reached the depot he described La Croix and asked where he had gone. "No I" shout e d the man, "and I'll not tell you." "It wouldn t hurt you to be polite and accommo would it?" "I ain't here to keep inquisitive people posted about passengers." "That's a fact," assented Old King Brady, "but I an urgent reason for wishing to know where that went." "-I don't care anything about your private reasons. you don't want to buy a ti c ket, get away from that wi and don't annoy me." "Very well," meekly answered the detective. He thereupon stepped t hrou g h the door into the office, and the man scowled, and glared at him and ro "What in thunder do you want in here, anyway?" "I've come in to arrest you," quietly answered th detective, as he showed his badge. "I'm a detective, as can plainly see, and the man I inquired about is a fu smuggler. As you are aiding him to escape, by wit ing the information I want, you must be an accesso his. As such, you'll have to go to jail!" The man wilted. All his lordly, overbearing manners vani s hed. Turning as pale as death and trembling like an he gasped tremulously : "For pity's sake don't lock me up. cumstances." "You're an unmannerly dog "I know it, sir. I'm sorr y if I offe nd e d y,ou. "Promise me to act more civilly in future." "Yes. Yes. Certainly I shall." "Then I'll let you go. Let thi s be a lesson to you. where did he go?" "He bought a ticket to N e w York." "Why didn't you save all this bother by in the first place?" "I-I-I don't know stammered the fellow in su tones. Giving him a look of cont e mpt Old King Brady chased a ticket for N e w Y o r k, and s aid in angry t "For two pins I d notif y the c ompan y what a brute are, and have a gentleman put here in pour place." And with this rebuke he departed. He went to a telegraph office and flashed a message to authorities of various station s along th e line to New ll asking them to hold La Croi x if th e y caught him on cars. He had to wait an hour for a train to Buffalo, and Harry a message telling where he was going. Finally he was carried away in his train. The old detective stopp e d off at eve ry station to he telegraphed, but in every ins tance he received the answer, that nothing was seen of a man answ e rin Croix's description. That set th e detect!ve thinking "That's none of your business growled the ticket agent. surly "La Croix was probably keen-witted enough to s "Oh, isn't it?" queried the detective, blandly that we would find his trail and pursue him. In or J conceal his identity he h .as doubtless di s guised himsel


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 19 passed through unrecognized. He has got to dispose t big lot of diamonds yet. Carrying such a huge unt will of course attract a great deal of attention. efore it should be an easy matter to find out where he operating when he reaches New York." On the following day 0ld King Brady reached the city. ;Be instituted inquiries about La Croix at once in the elry district, but no one seemed to have seen him yet. That did not worry Old King Brady. He was too astute a man to be discouraged by a trifling n1f. "The villain is keeping shady," was the conclusion he ved at. "He is going to let the fuss blow over before exposes his stock. Very foxy, no doubt, but -I'm bound land on him sooner or later." e did not relax his hunt. or did he let on to the authorities that he was in town with which he was going to cut a steak instead of allowing the waiter to do it. Harry's band fell upon his shoulder. "La Croix, you are my prisoner!" he exclaimed. A hoarse cry escaped the smuggler and he became excited as he noticed that most every one in the room overheard the remark. Clara gave a suppressed shriek and sprang to her feet. Quick to recover his composure the Frenchman put on his eyeglasses, stared at Harry coolly from head to foot, and exclaimed: "Young man, haf you not mek a meestake?" "No, indeed!" replied the boy, resolutely. are my man all right." "Why, sair, I don't know you. I nevair saw you before een my life." "Come-come. You can't cheek it out that way, La Croix." He believed in the golden principle of keeping his busi"Monsieur, please let go, my arm or I have ze vatairs to himself until it became absolutely necessary to disthrow you out of here!" it. Two days later Harry joined him at their joint lodgings. Young King Brady told how he had tracked Mrs. La. ix and her daughter to swell apartments in the luxu W aldorf. Here the pair had taken up their abode under the fic ous name of Mrs. Marier. Savoy and daughter. The Bradys conjectured that it would not take them g to let La Croix know of their whereabouts. They therefore carefully shadowed the big hotel. Nearly a week passed by and one rainy night while ry was on watch, under an umbrella, across the street m the hotel, he saw a hansom cab dash up to the door, a man looking like La Croix alighted and hastily made way into the building on the Thirty-fourth street side. "La Croix, as sure as fate!" the boy muttered, hastily sing the street. He_was heading for the glass portico, when he happened glance into the spacious dining-room and saw the girl uggler at supper. Young King Brady paused and watched her. Presently a waiter approached her with a card on a salver. She glanced at it, said something to the man, and while hastened away, she resumed her supper in a leisurely Harry's patience became exhausted. He did not intend fo mince mattersi so he said: "You stop your humbug and come with me, or I'll pull you out of here by the neck, do you understand me?" He took a firm grip on his man with one hand and drew a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket with the other. Seeing he could not brave the matter out, and fearing lest the boy would attempt to handcuff him, the Frenchman wrenched himself free. "You geet avay !"he hissed. "Not without you!" retorted Harry, pluckily. he rushed forward to grasp the villain again. By this time La Croix had become frantic with despera tion. Seeing the boy coming, he drew back the big carving knife with a quick motion and aimed a blow at the boy, shouting .in the meantime : "Zen take zat!" The deadly blade leaped toward Harry's breast. He tried to avoid it by leaping back, but was too late. The knife struck him and the point pierced his side. A sudden cry of agony escaped Young King Brady, and he flung up his hands and pitched over upon the floor. Nearly every one in the room having had their attention There were many fashionable guests in the room. attracted toward the pair had witnessed the tragedy. In a few moments Harry saw her father approach her Men turned pale and leaped to their feet, women shrieked 'tingly, and sit down at the same table with her. and fainted, and some of the bolder waiters rushed at the "Now is my time to nab him!" muttered Harry. Frenchman to disarm and capture him. He ran into the hotel without ceremony, and making his La Croix brandished the knife. to the door of the dining-room, he paid no heed to the "I keel ze fairst man who me!" he yelled. ants who offered to tl!ke his hat, mackintosh and umDashing out of the room, he rushed upstairs and flour-a. ished the knife at his pursuers. He swore at every step and In he dashed, his queer actions causing the guests to. threatened to run the blade into the first man who got k up at him in astonishment, and he headed for La within his reach. That cowed the crowd and he disappeared on the floor had a big carving knife in his hand above.


I 20 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. CHAPTER XII. RUN TO COVER. There was a scene of furious excitement in the hotel dining-room, and during the confusion, Clara La Croix made her escape. Among the guests who had been dining was a physician who ran to Harry's aid and made a rapid examination of his wound. To the many anxious, pale-faced spectators who gathered round, he said: "Don't be alarmed. It's a mere flesh wound and will soon heal up." "Isn't he dead?" demanded a gentleman in a dress-suit, anxiously. "No. Simply fainted from the shock on his system." "He's evidently a detective." sir, and his assailant is a criminal. Waiter, get me some water-a sponge--bandages, and some linament. I'll bandage this wound and stop the bleeding." While the doctor was busy working over the unconscious boy, the hotel detective and a policeman came running in and got the details. They hastened away and scoured the hotel in quest of La Croix. That worthy had gone to his wife's room. Garbed in one of her bonnets, veils and dresses, he descended in the elevator and swiftly got away from the Waldorf, undetected. His wife and daughter followed as rapidly as possible. Meantime Harry recovered. The doctor brought him home in a carriage. Old King Brady was at home and got the particulars. I;Iis rage kn ,ew no bounds when Harry explained all, after the doctor's departure, and he cried bitterly : "That villain has caused us more trouble than any other criminal we ever attempted to run down. I'll matters up with him. Had you not retreated just when you did, that knife would surely have killed you." "I'll be laid up a few days, the doctor said," replied Harry, "but I'll soon get over it. If I ever meet La Croix again, I won't have any mercy on him. He's a bad man." The boy then went to bed. A week afterward, Old King Brady met Harry at police headquarters, and he boy saw by the look of triumph on his face that he had good news. "How are you feeling to-day?" he asked the boy. "Fine. My wound don't bother me at all." "I've been working hard, Harry." "So I imagine, as I haven't seen anything of you since yesterday." "La Croix's four spies have arrived in town." "What! Come from Canada?" "Yes. I saw them going up Broadwa y in a bunch, to-day." "Why didn't you arrest them?" "Couldn't. Had my hands full at the time." "Of what?" "Mrs. La Croix." "Did you catch her?" "Yes. Shopping in Twenty-third street." "Good enough." "She's locked up now. I've changed my plans." "How?" "Well, I think we've made a great mistake in allo those women their liberty, hoping they would lead Paul La Croix's hiding place. My new plan is this: yank every one of them in, the moment we catch th Harry pondered over the proposition a few momen As a fact, he did not fancy such a summary procee He firmly believed that using the different members of gang as a bait to trap the others was the most effi method of acting. However, Old King Brady was getting impatient over slow progress they were making to arrest the smuggt His plan would show a quick result. That's what wanted. The boy, therefore, did not contradict him. "Any way you say," he replied, presentlj. "I'm following out my idea now," said the old dete as he took a chew of tobacco. "'rhe moment I saw La Croix, I grabbed her." "She protested, of course?" "Vigorously. But I locked her up just the same.' "Couldn't you get any information out of her about rest?" "No. She wouldn't say a word." "Acts like an old offender." "Exactly. Her husband and daughter must be s where about the city. I suppose La Croix sent for spies. He may have use for them, else they wouldn' here. I only hope he hasn't disposed of any of stones yet." "And I've sent a. warning to a.11 jewelers, pawnbr and dealers in gems, not to handle La. Croix's gems penalty of the law. I've offered them a. reward for smuggler's arrest. The villain is bound to keep now. He must know the danger he is in. He's a foxy Frenchman," said Harry. "I wish I could find out where the woman lives." "Nothing easier,'' said Harry. "Don't you fool yourself. She won't confess." "I don't expect she will." "Then how am I to find out?" "You said she was shopping i n Twenty-third st "I caught her coming out of Sterns' store." "What's more likely than that s h e m ade some c has e s and ord e red the thing s sent home?" Old King Brady's face brightened. He had not thought of her l e avin g -her a dd re s s "Your idea is all right!" he e;i:claimed. "Of cours e it is It only has on e d r a wback." And what's that?"


, THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 21 e may have given a fictitious name." e. But she favors the name of Marie Savoy." t wouldn't do any harm to try asking for it." Come with me and see what we can do." ey left headquart e rs and hastened to the big dry goods ing to the delivery d e par t ment they asked the head if he had anything on his books to be delivered to Mrs. La Croix or Savoy. short search of the record elicited this response: I've got twenty yard s of dres s goods to be delivered to M. P. Savoy." Bought a couple of hour s ago?" asked Old King Brady. About that.11 Where are y ou g oin g to deliver it?" 1 At No. 160 Bl e e c k e r s treet." 'That' s all "Anything wrong about it?" :No. It's paid for, ain't it?" "Yes ." "Wha t time ar e you goi ng to deliver the parc el?" 1 k" "Our wagon ought to reach the re about fiv e o c oc Id King Brady thanked h i m and they departed, leav the clerk looking v ery much m y stified over their pecu action s he Bradys went to the Bl e ecker stre e t address and saw it was one of a row of old-fashioned brick houses green blinds . here 'was a:Q. ornamental iron stoop in front, and a shed room sign hanging in one of the windows. "Shall we go in?" asked Harry, hesitatingly. "No. Wait for the wagon . We can then see who comes the door. I presume they only have furni s hed rooms "It's a poor neighborhood." "So much the better for their purpose; perhaps." hey entered a saloon on tl.le corner and took up a po"on where they could watch the house over the window n. hey had not been t here long before Harry caught view of familiar figures coming down the street and called partner's attention to them. "Here comes two of La Croix's spies!" he exclaimed. Yes, and they are going into the house," muttered Old g Brady. "That clinches our doubts. He surely must live there." 'No doubt of it. It's a strange servant admitting them. 's a mulatto." he men disappeared in the house. n hour passed b y uneventfully. hen Sterns' wagon came along and Old King Brady hastily: When that driver rings, we must' force our way in." Hurry up then!" unnin g a c ross the street the y arri ved just in time to up the s toop with the driver, and when he rang, the r e d g irl an s wered the bell. "Mrs. Savoy live here?" demanded the driver, who had a bundle. "Yes," replied the girl. "Parcel for her?" "Here it is." He handed it over and went away. "Is the lady in?" Old King Brady asked the girl. "No, sir. But her daughter is." "We'd like to see her on important business." Come inside, if you please." She ushered them into the parlor and asked: "What name?" "The Bradys." "Wait here, sir." She left the room and they silently followed her. Pushing open the door of the back parlor the girl said: "Miss Savoy-the Bradys--" "At your service l" added Harry. And they strode into the room where Clara La Croix sat. CHAPTER XIII. A HUMAN SHIELD. It was a beautifully furnished bedroom and the girl s muggler sat by the winG.ow reading a novel when the detectives rushed in at her. S:P.e was a cool, level-headed girl, and seemed to possess a remarkable set of nerves for she did not look at all startled by their entrance. Meeting the detectives' look with a cool stare, she asked, quietly: "Well, gentlemen, what can I do for you?" Then seeing the astoni s hed servant lingering at the door, she added: "You may go, Hattie.!' The servant closed the door and vanished. Old King Brady strode over to her and exclaimed : "We '.want those smuggled diamonds." "Really, you are provoking. I have no smuggled diamonds : "But' you know where they are I" "Do I?" "Yes. You fooled us once, very cleverly, by them to the hotel hall-boy, but you shan't do so again, I can tell you." She laughed as if enjoying a good joke. "Well," she said finall y "evasions are useless I see." "Perfectly!" "Do you want me to be frank with you?" "My dear young lad y lies ain't going to do you any e arthl y good." "The gems you are after are in m y father's possession." "We know that much already." "'l'o get them you must first get him." "That's manifest."


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. "As for smuggling them onto American soil, none of us did that." "But you caused one of your spies to do so for you." "Admitted." "And you have them now." "So we have." "That makes you as guilty as if you did the work of smuggling yourself." "So I presume. We connived the trick, for our own benefit, to cheat the Custom House. We ain't denying that. In fact, it's going to be a big thing for us. Now, we don't wish to be pestered with your persecutions any longer." "I don't see how you can help yourself." "We do." "How?" "Name your price to quit." "You mean to bribe us off, eh?" ''That's about the size of it." "We are not to be bought." "Humbug! I never knew a Custom House officer to refu se." "We ain't of that stamp, young lady." She looked at him incredulously a moment, and saw by the stern look in his deep gray eyes that _he meant what he said. It seemed to unnerve her for a moment. She reflected and finally asked: "Are you determined?" "Absolutely I" "Youare beund to hound us?" "We are, until we gain our point." "This is astonishing." "Are you aware that we have your mother in jail?" A look of alarm swept over her face, the color :fled from her cheeks and she slowly rose to her feet and asked in strained tones : "What! My mother in prison?" "Yes, and you are going to join her in a few moments." "Mr. Brady, you are very much mistaken." "Why am I?" "I'll show you, sir." She gave utterance to a cough. It was a signal. Instantly the door of an ante-room :flew open. In the opening stood four men. They were the spies . Each one was armed with a revolver. These weapons were aimed at the Bradys and the girl laughed outright when she saw the involuntary expres sions of astonishment that swept over their features. "Quite a surprise, isn't it?" she asked in grim tones. "We are in a trap!" Harry muttered. "That's the situation!" said the girl, quietly. "If you move hand or foot, you'll get shot. Those men never miss their mark. At such short range they could kill you even if they were not expert shots." The Bradys saw the force of her reasoning. In a word, they were helpless. Neither attempted to draw a weapon in self-defense. To do so would be to seal their doom. An awkward silence ensued. Old King Brady finally asked in gruff tones: "Well, what are you going to do about it?" "Make prisoners of you and hold you until we ha; disposed of the diamonds," quickly replied Clara. The detectives looked disgusted. "Shall we resist?" muttered Harry, desperately. "No. It would be folly to attempt it," his partner plied .. Old King Brady was not so fiery and impetuous as boy; he was more slow, deliberate and cool in the face danger. He saw that the smugglers had concluded to throw the mask and make no further pretenses. That meant bitter warfare. He had no plan to suggest, and the girl exclaimed: "Come in and bind. them, Jean." One of the men entered. He was the man who had done the smuggling. Walking over to the detectives, he said to them in 1 tones: "If you resist, my friends will fire." "We don't intend to," replied Old King Brady. "Then I'll relieve you of your own handcuffs to sec you." He felt in the old detective's pocket, brought out steel bracelets and snapped them on the detective. Young King Brady was very restless. To submit without a fight was more than he could b His obstinacy suddenly got the best of his good judgm and he made up his mind fo give them a tussle. Leaping beside the girl he seized her, swung her aro between himself and the other men and cried: "If you fire, you'll hit this girl!" Clara gave a shriek. "Harry!" roared Old King Brady in some dismay. The men in the doorway dared not fire. Jean, fearing an attack, plunged across tending to get out of danger in thli! hall. "Let me go!" gasped the gl.rl. "Give up my advantage? Never I" panted the boy. daring light gleaming in his eyes. He was close to the open window. At a glance he saw a way to escape. Unaided, he could not expect to arrest these men the girl, for Old' King Brady was rendered powerless. The yard was only eight feet below. "Can you jump out the window?" he asked his pa "They'll fire if I budge." This remark was certainly true. While Harry had the advantage of using the .girl shield, the four Canadians held the old detective at mercy. Harry drew his pietol. The girl began to struggle to get free. "Keep still said the boy in threatening tones. any harm befalls my partner, I'll put a bulJet in you, y woman!"


'l'HE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. terrible earnestness of bis voice alarmed her. ou wcmldn't injure a lady, would you?" she asked, ng to his manhood. "No gentleman would do that." You are only a criminal," he replied coldly, "and as it's of our lives or yours, I wouldn't hesitate to shoot to save ourselves." tectives are not sentimental. On the contrary, their work makes them harsh. Harry wanted to scare the girl and he succeeded well, for remained passive, and blp"st into tears. The boy quickly saw his advantage and cried: "Now, if any of your gang attempts to injure us, I'll As he spoke, he placed the muzzle of his pistol against head, turned her around and backed over to Old King dy. "Come!" he whispered. "We'll use her as a shield and over to the door. They'll bitterly rue it if they fire!" The four spies looked desperate and one of them spoke the girl in French as the detectives ret reated, holding between them and their -enemies. The girl replied in lish, saying : "Never mind me. We must not let them escape. Tackle Obeying her, they rushed toward the officers. Harry aimed his pistol at them and fired twice. "Go for the door!" he yelled. And hurling the girl against the four Canadians, he and partner rushed out into the hall. The door was locked. CHAPTER XIV. ON HARLEM BRIDGE. "Upstairs with you!" gasped Harry. "We can't get out front door." .Old King Brady saw that the girl had collided with the smugglers and they all fell in a heap upon the parlor The detective rushed up the stairs. On the top landing Old King Brady panted : "Unlock these handcuffs!" Harry obeyed in an Just then the gang came rushing from the parlor, and e about to ascend the stairs when Harry opened fire them. ang Bang Bang went three shots. e was a dead shot and could have killed those despera had he been inclined to. But he merely shot to wound was. o of the Canadians were hit. stampede among them ensued. showed how true his ck to the parlor they rushed, swearing and groaning, and the detectives laughed at them, for the tables were now turned. The Bradys had the advantage. At the head of those stairs they could have held an army; at bay. Old King Brady got his handcuffs from his w:rists, put them in his pocket and withdrew his own revolver. "By thunder I" he muttered. "I'm glad you made that dash, Harry." "We woula now be helpless prisoners if I hadn't." .I ust then several lodgers stuck their heads out of the doors of their rooms, alarmed at the shots and yells. Seeing the two armed detectives, they shouted with alarm, withdrew into the rooms, banged their doors shut and some rushed to the windows, flung them open and screamed: "Murder! Murder! Help! Police!" The cries startled the neighborhood. For a moment everyone was in an uproar. A big crowd gathered before the house and several policemen came run ning to the scene from different directions, looking for trouble. A suspicious silence ensued down on the parlor floor. "Do you suppose they've skipped?" a&ked Harry. "I'm going to venture down and see," replied his partner. They dashed down the stairs, holding their pistols in readiness for use, .and ran into the parlor. It was empty. Passing back into Clara's room, they found it vacant. "Gone!" exclaimed Harry. "Not by the front," replied his partner. "The door and windows are locked." "Let's try the basement." Down they ran, nervous over the disappearance of the smugglers and in the dining-room found the mulatto girl Hattie. She sat in terror, with her face buried in her hands, and when she saw them rush in with drawn pistols, she shrieked: "Oh, don't kill me! Don't kill me!" "Where did that Savoy girl and the four men go?" sternly asked Old King Brady, glancing around the room. "Out the back door." "Into the ya.rd?" "Yes, sir." The police began pounding on the front door.s just as the Bradys rushed out into the rear yard. Just as they emerged, Harry saw the figure of Jean dis appearing over the back fence and pointing at it, he cried excitedly: "There they go "After them 1" roared Old King They rushed across the ya.rd. Over the fence they climbed like a couple of cats, and leaping into the yard of an adjoining tenement, they ran for the hall. Blood spots on the flags left a plain trail. The wounded men had dropped it in their flight, and


24 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. the detectives easily traced the stains through the hall into the street. Hearing wild yells, they saw a baker's wagon dashing along at a furious gallop, and saw Clara and her friends in it. The owner of the wagon was racing out of his store. A small boy had told him that a gang had stolen his horse and wagon and it was his yells the detectives heard. He was a fat German and he paused in the middle of the street, wildly waving his arms and crying in despairing tones: "Ach Gott/ I vos robbed I Dey shtole mein horse und vagon!" The Bradys started off on a run after the vehicle. Block after block was covered until the wagon, far in advance of the detectives, swung around the corner into West Broadway, Here, panting and foam-covered, the horse was reined in. The fugitives aligpted. "We are going to lose them now," groaned Old King Brady. "I don't see why," returned Harry, breathlessly. "Don't you see they're going for the elevated?" "Oh, gee, so they are!" The five rushed up the stairs on the downtown side, just as a train pulled into the station. After them ran the Bradys, hoping fervently that they would miss the train. But they were doomed to disap pointment. When the detectives reached the platform, the train was steaming away and they saw their enemies in the last car. "That's the end of them!" said Old King Brady. "Can't we have them headed off by telephoning down to the Battery station?" eagerly asked the boy. "Might try." Down the street they went and as there was a public telephone near by, they sent the message down. Then they took the next train down. The train on which the fugitives stopped was yet at the Battery station and they found the gateman of the last car and Harry asked him : "Did you notice where the four men in black, and a hat less girl of sixteen who got on at the Bleecker street sta tion alighted?" "Oh, yes. I remember them. They only rode one station and got off at Grand street." This reply gave the Bradys a shock. "We are baffled!" exclaimed Old King Brady in disgust. "They're a shrewd set," Harry added. They spoke tG the stationmaster too, but he said they had not come down to the Battery and repeated what the gateman said. The Bradys rode back to Grand street. Here they made careful and endless inquiries. All the information they could get came from the boy who had the news-stand on the corner. He had seen the fugitives. They had boarded a Grand street car going eastward. did not notice the number of the car, but thought the officers would find it down at the ferry. Hiring a cab they were driven fast. Reaching the ferry, several blue cars were found. Inquiry among the conductors followed, and they presently discovered the one on whose car Clara and the spiea had ridden. He informed them that the fugitives alighted at the Bowery with transfer tickets on the uptown side. Back went the Bradys to the Bower:t. "If we stick to theii' trail long enough," commented Harry, "we may finally locate them. But it's going to be a hard job." "We'.11 beat the car they're in by taking the elevated," said the old detective as he dismissed the cab. "Up at the stables we may learn which car passed Grand street quarter of an hour ago." "It's worth while trying.'' So up they went. When they reached the stable, they were disgusted to find that the cars which passed the corner of Grand and the Bowery about the time the smugglers boarded one, were all gone ten minutes before. But one more course was open to the detectives. That was to proceed to Harlem bridge on the elevated and make another effort to head off the fugitives at the termi nal of the road. Once more they started. Each defeat whetted their appetite more to capture the fugitives. The elevated cars passed many of the surface cars, an when the 129th street station was reached, they went down to the street. Just as they were about to start for the surface cars, begin making inquiries, Harry glanced over at the Harl bridge. To his aurp:rise and joy he saw Clara and the four sp' hurrying over the strueture on foot. "There they are at last I" he cried, pointing at the p Old King Brady was startled. He saw them the next moment. "Come on I" he cried. Off on a run they went, and passed out on the bridge. The fugitives were half way over the structure and of the men who were wounded in the legs were limp' painfully. Rushing up behind them noiselessly, Harry and partner each grasped a man by the neck. CHAPTER XV. PUMPING A PRISONER. "Gentlemen, you are our prisoners!" cried Harry. The bursting of a bomb could not have startled smugglers more.


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 25 With cries of affright, they glanced around and sieing "I've got you now I" exclaimed the old detective, fiercely. who was attacking them, they were more startled than ever. "Mercy I" groaned the man. The detectives had the wounded men. "Roll over." Seeing their peril, the two uninjured Canadians rushed "Yes-yes." to the rescue. "Place your hands behind your back." With one accord, the detectives hurled their prisoners to "Yea." the planks of the bridge and sprang forward to "Now keep still, or I'll strangle you." meet their foes. Old King Brady tied the man with his handkerchief and The next moment the smugglers drew their pistols. rose. Before they could fire a shot, the detectives let their By the time he got upon his feet, Harry had overpowered fists fly, and in a moment more a terrific fight was going on. Jean and had the bracelets on his wrists. During the fracas Clara escaped. '

,, 26 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SM:UGGLER. "That ain't La Croix's game. He expects to save $35,000 duty on those gems, besides about $15,000 profit which he expects to make. He's got to do his work quick to gain his money. With a stake of $50,000 to work for, he's going to give us a hard fight." "Of course. Can't you put. the screws on the prisoners?" "Make them confess?" "One of the bunch might squeal." "Perhaps, if we give them the Third Degree "Try it. They must know where the Frenchman and his daughter are." "I shal l. It's our only chance to locate the diamond s." They went home and laid out a plan. Before the prisoners were brought to court next morning, the Bradys appeared at the police station and had a talk with the captain He fell in with their views and said: "You are at liberty to pump the prison e r s h ere,, if you can." Accompanied by the doorkeeper, the detective s went back lo the cell occupied by Jean. The man was nervously pacing to and fro and glanced at the detectives with an ugly scowl, when they entered. Pausing before them he demanded : "Have you come to gloat over my miser y ?" "No. We are not so cruel. All we want is some !nf ormation." "What about, Old King Brady?" "The smuggled diamonds "And if I refuse?" "We'll arrest your bride!" The man turned pale, for the detective had touched his weakest point. Grasping Old King Brady's arm, he said in appealing tones: "Don't do that. She is innocent. Why drag her into my trouble?" "She was with you when the diamonds were smuggl e d." "True. But she didn't know anything about it. She ilidn't have anything to d.o with the work. I alone am the guilty party." "That don't make any difference to us. If you don't make a clean breast of the matter, I'll pull her in. That settles it I" The Canadian pondered a few moments. Then he said with a sigh: "Well, I may as well tell you La Croix ha s got them. You'd find it out anyway, the way you are following up this case." "Of course I will. And what's more, we know he's got them. But what I want to know most of all, is, is La Croix?" "At the Astor House." "Under what name?" "His wife's maiden name: Savoy." "Does Clara know it?" "Certainly." "Are any of the diamonds sold yet?" "Not that I know. But they will be." "When?" "To-day." "He has found a purchaser for the lot?'? "Exactly. They are to meet in the Astor House to at twelve and end the sale." Old King Brady glanced hastily at his watch. It was then half-past eleven and to reach the House would take three-quarters of an hour CHAPTER XVI. THE CAPTURE OF LA CROIX. Leaving the prisoner's cell, the Bradys hastened from station and hastily getting aboard a City Hall tr o n the elevated road, they went downtown. "As it takes about three-quarters of an hour to get do to the bridge," said Harry, in anxious tones, "I'm afraid will reach the Astor House too late to prevent the cons mati0n of that diamond sale." "Well, that depends upon how long it is going to t La Croix and his customer to arrive at a bargian," s Old King Brady, quietly. He was not very nervous over the maiter. Taking a chew of plug tobacco, he settled back fortably in his seat, drew a newspaper from his pocket began to read the news. Harry watched him restlessly. The boy. was very impatient. "I can't understand how you can take it so cool," muttered. "What's the good of fuming and fretting:? It isn't go to hurry us, is it?" "No. But La Croix may beat us." "Keep cool. The more you worry, the warmer yo_ get." That ride downtown was torture to Young King Br and there wasn't a minute he did not have his watch in hand and kept counting thr. minutes as they slipped It was with a deep sense of relief that he saw the stop at the bridge and he was the first one off the cars. "Quarter past twelve," he growled, feverishly "an will take us five or ten minutes longer to reach the ho "Have patience-" began Old King Brady. "Can't do it. Let's run, or I'll get wild!" They made rapid time down Park Row and cro s sing the post-office, they ha s t e ned into the hotel. Going to the desk, the y asked the clerk: "Is Mr. Savoy here?" "Yes. Room 76. Name, please." "He's a friend. We wish to surprise him. I s he "Oh, yes. I ll send a boy up with you." "Anyone call on him to-day?" "Not a soul." "Not a s oul?" blankl y asked Harry.


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 27 "Except yourselves," laughed the clerk. Old King Brady burst into a hearty peal of laughter, but not at what the clerk said, for he was laughing at Harry for being so impatient. The boy drew a deep breath and wiped tlie sweat from his forehead. "Thank fortune, Wl!'re in time!" he muttered. "You've had all y our stewing for' "I'm mighty glad of it. His customer must be late." "All the better for us. This experience will teach you a good lesson in our profession-namely, never to get ex cited." "I'll try to profit by it," said Harry, quietly. Just then a boy came running up and the clerk said: "Show these gentlemen up to 76-Mr. Savoy's room." Just as they were about to follow the boy, a tall, thin man, without whiskers, came along and seeing the Bradys, gave a slight start. The Bradys got a good look at him before he turned his back to them and Harry clutched his companion's arm and whispered : "By .jove, that's Andrew Gibson, the Custom House in ctor, in disguise." "Yes," assented Old King Brady, nodding, "I recognized He knew us, too, I could tell at a glance. That man tes us. I wonder what he is doing here.' Can he be after Croix, too ?" Harry was startled at the very suggestion. "He knows La Croix is a professional smuggler," he arked, "and I wouldn't be surprised if he got on to the an living here. He may be trying to nab him as we are ing." "He won't cheat us out of our prey this way, Harry." Just then they heard the inspector say to clerk: "Send up my ca.rd to Mr. Savoy. He expects me. I was meet him at twelve o'clock on some business, but was tained." The Bradys darted startled glances at each other. Gibson's remark exposed his hand. He was the supposed jeweler with whom La Croix had n negotiating to sell the contraband diamonds. The Bradys had arrived just in time to prevent this n from cheating them out of their legitimate prey. Had they been delayed a few minutes longer Gibson ld have had La Croix under arrest and the smuggled onds in his possession. After all their arduous work, he would have stepped in the last and gained the credit for the arrest. It made the Bradys shiver to think of it. Harry said to the hall-boy: Go ahead, as fast as you can I" hey hastened upstairs while the hotel clerk was writ Gibson's name on a card, and the boy knocked at the of No. 76. Who ees zat ?" demanded La Croix's voice from within. "Ah I An' vat you vant ?" "Gentlemen to see you, sir." "Yes. I expect him. Wait, I open ze door." "Go!" whispered Harry to the boy. 'rhe little fellow ran downstairs. La Croix unlocked the door and stuck out his head. "Come in, Meestair Geebson--" he began. And the Bradys interrupted him by rushing against the door; it hit La Croix on the shoulder, sending him reeling back into the room, and he gave a yell as the detectives dashed in. "Par Dieu!" Ze detectives!" he screamed. Then he began to yell, swear, and rave in French, as he scrambled to his feet, and the officers made a rush for him: "Ze Bradys! Ze Bradys !'1 he shrieked. At first they imagin .ed these cries were due to his ex citement. But when he backed up against a door opening into an adjoining room with his arms stretched out,_ they saw through purpose. "Harry!" "Well?" "He's warning some one in the next room." "I'll see The boy dashed out into the hall. Old King Brady had his pistol in his hand. Taking aim at the man's head, he roared in stern tones: "Drop on your knees "Oh, don't fiair !" yelled JJB Croix, obeying. "Raise your hands I" "Sairtainly, Monsieur." "Now don't budge, or--" He made a threatening gesture with the pitol at the wild eyed Frenchman, from whose face all vestige of color had fled. "No I No!" gasped La Croix, imploringly. Reaching his side, the detective handcuffed him. Just then a boy knocked at the hall door. "Who's there?" cried the old detective. "Boy, sir." "What do you want?" "Mr. Gibson wants to see you, sir." "Send him up." "Yes, sir." j Just then the door between the two rooms was flung open and Harry strode through with a puzzled look upon his face. "No one in here," he announced. A pleased smile crossed La Croix's face. Observing it, Old King Brady exclaimed: "Your daughter was in that room, wasn't she?" "She was," admitted La Croix, "but she hear ze attack and escape." -,iy au warned her by yelling our names?" "I deed, Monsieur." "Confound you! Where are those diamonds?" "Clara has got zem." "Don't lie."


28 ;tTHE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. "Sairch ze place an' you see." The Bradys complied, but failed to find the missing diamonds. "I'll go after her!" cried Harry, hastily, and he rushed out. A few moments after he had gone, Gibson came in, and a look of mingled surprise, rage and jealousy crossed his face when he saw the situation of affairs. "How are you, Gibson?" laughed Old King Brady. "I've got La Croix "You've cheated me!" snarled the inspector, furiously. "Bless your heart, you've got the matter twisted. It was you interfering with our game. We've been after this man two months. And you ain't going to skim the cream off our hard work, I can tell you." "You lie, Brady--" An angry light s parkled in .the old detective's eyes at this insult and he doubled up his :fist, strode over to the inspector and struck him in the face. "Don't you dare insult me, you cur!" he exclaimed. Gibson reeled back swearing, and seeing the old detective coming at him again, he rushed from the room shoutin g wildly: "I'll pay you off for that blow!" r l CHAPTER XVII. RECOVERING THE DIAMONDS. Wh e:q_ Harry ran from La Croix's room, he passed An drew Gibs on in the hall, and smiled wh e n he thought of the man's coming surprise. Racing downstairs, the boy made inquiries at the differ ent entrances to the hote l, for information about the girl smuggler. A man had seen her go out the Vesey street door. As he was interested in her pretty face, he watch e d h e r 11. few moments and had seen her go hurrying over to Broadway. She had kept on the west side of the street and was evi dently going downtown on foot in the dense crowd thron g ing the street. With this meagre clew to follow, Harry hurried away. "She had the gems," he muttered. "Perhaps sh e h a a an idea of selling them quick to raise money to aid h e r parents, both of whom she now knows are in trouble. She' s a wise girl, and must certainly kno w that she would be helpless to aid them without money. Money will give her power. It's possible, therefore, that she's heading for the jewelry district, which is near by. As the stre et is crowded with vehicle$ and she'd have to cross to rea c h Maiden Lane or John street, she must have gone ove r unde r the protection of a polic e man. He would rem e mb e r h e r and might post me. I'll try all the big cops from here do to Wall street, if necessary." Harry knew that the largest part of the time of th officers was spent at escorting people across the crowaea street. 1 He therefore began with the policeman at Fulton giving him an accurate description of Clara, but the officer had not seen her. On the corner of Dey street he met with the sam e result:; At Cortlandt street he gained a clew The officer there had piloted a girl over who answ e red d escription and said she had gone down the L a n e on t north side. Harry hastened down the great jewelry cent e r. H e scrutinized every one he met. As a general rule, excepting girls who are employed in the business houses of the downtown section of the city, but few females frequent the side streets. In fact, so few pass through these streets, that wh e n theJ do, they are noticed by the numerous boys and business men th e reabouts. Harry was r e lying upon this curiou s but true fact,g ain som e news of the girl he was pursuing. He therefore did not hesitate to ask ever yon e with whom he came in contact if they had seen such a girl a s Clara was. In some cases he received a negative an s w e r while ill others, not a few peopl e admitted they had noticed h er._ According to the latter information, he trac ed her Nassau street, and an Italian apple vend e r wit h a pus cart near the corner, said he had seen her turn the co and proceed toward .T ohn street. Following up this clew, Harry met a man standing n the window of a hab e rda s her s store who a s serted that had s e en such a person go through John stre et tow Broadway. He averred that sh e had gone into a building n e ar corn e r and pointed out the pla c e to the young d etec t Wh e n Harry reached the building in question, h e p a and studied the business men's signs in the doorway. One in particular :ittracted his atte ntion, word e d way: "Oliquot & Co., Second Floor Front." A curiOJlS smile flitted over the young detective s a nd he passed into the narrow hall and ascended the st muttering: "I wonder if she's in there?;, In the upper hall he saw the name of the pre cious stones, painted on the ground-gll!ss window. Harry opened the door and strode in. He found himself in a small office containin g two Herring safes, guarded with burglar alarm cabinets. long table covered with blue cloth served as a counter. the front windows was a bookkeeper working B,t his At the rear a siall compartment was partition to serve as a private office.


THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. 29 Frenchman was behind the counter, but Barry did not see any signs of Clara La Croix. A feeling of disappointment overcame him. The salesman bowed, looked at him inquiringly, and ked politely: "Well, sir, what can I do for you to-day?" "Is Mr. Cliquot in?" asked Harry, in low tones. The salesman smiled and shook his head. "No," he replied. "He is dead." "Bead? But the name on your sign--" "Is only kept as a firm name. His is in." "Are you the gentleman?" "No. His name is Decker. But he is engaged at pres t." "I wish to see him personally." "Won't you sit down?" "Thank you. I am in a great hurry." "In that case, perhaps I can arrange an interview." "I won't detain him a minute." The clerk passed into the little private office, and Harry ard the low hum of voices. Then the proprietor said: "Send him in." The salesman reappeared, nodded, smiled and said : "Go right in, sir, through that door in the partition." Harry pushed the door open. It was a small room containing a desk at which sat a d-headed, little, old man with a mass of diamonds spread ore him on the desk. He had a magnifying glass in his eye, a pair of tweezers his hand, and a small delicate scale in front of him. Evidently he had been weighing and sizing up the stones. In a chair beside him sat Clara La Croix As Harry stepped forward with a smile on his face, their ces met. She half started from her chair, uttering a smothered of intense dismay, and her face turned as pale as death. "Young King Brady!" she gasped, faintly. "Clara, I've run you down at last!" She fairly groaned. Her defeat was hard to bear. 11This is terrible I" she muttered. arry pointed at the diamonds in front of the astonished Ain't those the smuggled diamonds?" he asked. fore she could reply, Mr. Decker sprang to his feet, cry in alarm: Good heavens I Are these smuggled diamonds?" es," replied Harry, with a nod. No wonder she wanted to sell them so cheap!" Ir. Decker, I am a Custom House officier." !" his girl is a smuggler." see!" e've been on her trail since she brought those gems Holland to Canada, and thence over the border withaying duty on them." "The little wretch I" "Are you a party to this deal?" "No, indeed!" emphatically replied the dealer. "f'm a victim. She came in a while ago and said her father died, leaving a stock of diamonds to her as he had been an im porter. As she offered to sell them very cheap, I was se lecting a lot to buy, when you came in." "I believe you, sir." "I am a respectable business man." "Oh, there can't be any doubt of that. This girl is developing into one of the most expert crooks in the coun try. 'For her own good it's a blessing that I've eaught her before she gets any worse." "That's a fact." "Kindly gather up those gems in a package for me." "Certainly. I'm glad you arrived in time to save me from buying goods of this kind. I have no desire to do any crooked business." He made a package of the diamonds. Harry then turned his attention to Clara who was weeping bitterly and said to her in low tones: "There's no use playing the baby act. We've got your father, mother and the four spies. You and the diamonds are the last of the bunch." "But I don't" W!J.nt to go to prison," she sobbed. "I can't help that. You've broken the law and now you have got to take the consequence of your evildoing. "Can't you let me go?" "No." "I'll give you all those diam-0nd:a if you do." "My dear girl, I'm going to take them anyway." "But I mean for keeps. They're worth $250,000.'' "I wouldn't let you go for ten times that amount." "Very well," she replied, despairingly, "take me." "If you'll go along peacefully I won't handcuff you and I'll take you in a cab so people won't be staring." "You are very kind, I'll do anything you ask." Harry took the diamonds from Mr. Decker and ranging himself alongside of the girl he led her down to the street. A cab was procured and they drove away. CHAPTER XVIII. CONCLUSION. After Andrew Gibson rushed from the room in the Astor House, Old King Brady walked over to Paul La Croix and asked him: "Were you going to sell him your diamonds?" "Yes, sair," admitted the terrified prisoner, "but, by gar, I deed not know zat he was wong Custom House inspectair." "Well, that's exactly what be was." "Hark I What eez zat ?" "Gibson in the hall, yelling bloody murder."


30 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. -----"Zeman ees crazy I" ing and jabbing hi:r.n with his club, he put Gibson out Old King Brady was puzzled by the defeated inspector's the hotel. actions. But he soon was destined to learn what the man The inspector finding himself baffled, departed in meant by it. fury for the whole crowd was laughing and jeering at His yells brought up a policeman at the head of a crowd. and one of the spectators threatened to report his mean-"What's the fuss about?" demanded the patrolman. ness to the Collector. "See this badge?" demanded Gibson. Old King Brady now sefzed La Croix. "Yes. You re a Custom House officer." Accompanied by the polic e m a n h e w ent t o "That' s what I am. I'm after a smuggler." s treet station and th ere m e t H arry, who had just broug "Well, what of it?" in Clara. "He's in that room. Just as I was going to arrest him The pri s oners were put in cell s and the Bradys depart a friend of his rushed in, armed with a gun and gave me Going straight to the C u s tom House, they were u she a punch in the eye." into th e Collector 's roo m and ga e him th e details of th "I see he did." work from start to fini s h "Well, I want you to arrest that fellow, so I can take in Whe n Harry hand e d over t h e seized diamonds he the delight ed, and prai s ed the p ai r in t h e mos t g lowing te "VeF well. Come and point him out to me." for their efficient work. 1 Gibs a shed to the door and flung it open. He declared that .they had broken up the mos t danger Striking a drai;natic attitude and pointing at Old King gang of smugglers who e v er infested the United State s a Brady, he shouted in ferocious tones: expressed his regret that he was unable to keep them 1There stands the man. Arrest him I" manently on his sta Old King Brady was astonished to hear this, and bris-Gibs on, h e d e clar ed, would be di s missed in disgrace. tling up with just indignation, he demanded: The detectives then went to Secr e t Service headquarten "Of what does this man accuse me?" and report e d to their own chief, saying their work for "Interfering with an officer in the discharge of his duty." Custom House was finished. Instantly comprehending Gibson's game, the old deSoon after that the trial and conviction of the La Oro' tective burst out laughing, and finally asked: and their accomplices took place. "How did I interfere with him?" It is safe to ass um e that they got the extreme penalty "He was arresting yonder man, he says." 1.he law upon the evidence furnished by the Bradys. "Lock him up, officer!" shouted the inspector. "Lock When they were of, the Seer et Service detecti him up I" returned to their regular duties on the force. The policeman took a firmer grip on his club and made a It was not long after that, when one of the most sta rush at Old King Brady, whom he grasped by the collar. events in their lives occurred. This happened when "You're my prisoner I" he exclaimed. "If you resist, were detailed upon a Secret Service case. The adven I'll club you!" they met with were of the most thrilling description. While this was going on, Gibson grabed. La Croix and lives were threatened by dangers, and they did some of dragged him over to the door, exclaiming: most marvellous work ever known in the department. "You come with me I" want of space here prohibits our giving the details in s tory. We have reserved it for a new tale which will He designed to arrest the man and get the credit for issued in our next number. it, while Old King Brady was fighting with the policeman. But his plot was doomed to dismal failure. Old King Brady flung back the lapel of his vest, and exclaimed: "Do -you know I'm Old King Brady, the Secret Service detective?" "What I" gasped the policeman, glaring at his badge. "If you don't believe it, you can come to the station when I pull in my prisoner. That fellow is a Custom House inspector all right, but he's sailing under false colors. We were both after the same man, as I am working for the Custom House. I caught the man, and now he wants to tak e the g lor y of the capture. See through his game?" The policeman did. He r e l e ased the detective. Then he m a d e a ru s h at the spiteful inspector, &:nd pok-THE END. Read "THE BRADYS AND THE RUNAWAY BO OR, SHADOWING THE CIRCUS SHARPERS," will be the next number ( 80) of "Secret Service." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this w ar e always in print. If you cannot obtain th e m from n e w s d e aler send the pri c e in money or pos tage stam mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 SQUARE NEW YORK, and you will receive the you order by return mail.


30 THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL SMUGGLER. -----"Zeman ees crazy!" ing and jabbing hi:r.n with his club, he put Gibson out Old King Brady was puzzled by the defeated inspector's the hotel. actions. But he soon was destined to learn what the man The inspector finding himself baffled, departed in meant by it. fury for the whole crowd was laughing and jeering at him; His yells brought up a policeman at the head of a crowd. and one of the spectators threatened to report hi s mean-"What's the fuss about?" demanded the patrolman. ness to the Collector. "See this badge?" demanded Gibson. Old King Brady now sefzed La Croix. "Yes. You're a Custom House officer." Accompanied by the polic e man h e w ent t o "That' s what I am. I'm after a smuggler." street station and th ere m e t H arry, who had just broug "Well, what of it?" in Clara. "He's in that room. Just as I was going to arrest him The pri s oners w e r e put in cell s and the Bradys depart a friend of his rushed in, armed with a gun and gave me Goin g straight to the C u s tom House, they were u she a punch in the eye." into th e Collector 's roo m and ga v e him t h e details of th "I see he did." work from start to fini s h "Well, I want you to arrest that fellow, so I can take in Whe n Harry hand e d over t h e seized diamonds he the d e lighted, and praised the p ai r i n t h e mos t g lowing te "VeF well. Come and point him out to me." for their efficient work. 1 Gibs a shed to the door and flung it open. He declared that .they had broken up the mos t danger Striking a drai;natic attitude and pointing at Old King gang of smugglers who e v er infested the United State s a Brady, he shouted in ferocious tones: expressed his regret that he was unable to keep them 1There stands the man. Arrest him!" manently on his stall'. Old King Brady was astonished to hear this, and bris-Gibs on, h e d e clar ed, would be di s missed in disgrace. tling up with just indignation, he demanded: The detectives then went to Secret Service headquarten "Of what does this man accuse me?" and report e d to their own chief, saying their work for "Interfering with an officer in the discharge of his duty." Custom House was finished. Instantly comprehending Gibson's game, the old deSoon after that the trial and conviction of the La Oro' tective burst out laughing, and finally asked: and their accomplices took place. "How did I interfere with him?" It is safe to ass um e that they got the extreme penalty "He was arresting yonder man, he says." ihe law upon the evidence furnished by the Bradys. "Lock him up, officer!" shouted the inspector. "Lock When they were of, the Seer et Service detecti him up!" returned to their regular duties on the force. The policeman took a firmer grip on his club and made a It was not long after that, when one of the most sta rush at Old King Brady, whom he grasped by the collar. events in their lives occurred. This happened when "You're my prisoner!" he exclaimed. "If you resist, were detailed upon a Secret Service case. The adven I'll club you!" they met with were of the most thrilling description. While this was going on, Gibson grabea La Croix and lives were threatened by dangers, and they did some of dragged him over to the door, exclaiming: most marvellous work ever known in the department. "You come with me!" want of space here prohibits our giving the details in s tory. We have reserved it for a new tale which will He designed to arrest the man and get the credit for issued in our next number. it, while Old King Brady was fighting with the policeman. But his plot was doomed to dismal failure. Old King Brady :flung back the lapel of his vest, and exclaimed: "Do -you know I'm Old King Brady, the Secret Service detective?" "What!" gasped the policeman, glaring at his badge. "If you don't believe it, you can come to the station when I pull in my prisoner. That fellow is a Custom House inspector all right, but he's sailing under false colors. We were both after the same man, as I am working for the Custom House. I caught the man, and now he wants to tak e the g lor y of the capture. See through his game?" The policeman did. He r e l e ased the detective. Then he m a d e a ru s h at the spiteful inspector, &:nd pok-THE END. Read "THE BRADYS AND THE RUNAWAY BO OR, SHADOWING THE CIRCUS SHARPERS," will be the next number ( 80) of "Secret Service." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numb e rs of this w ar e always in print. If you cannot obtain th e m from n e w s d e aler send the pri c e in m oney or pos tage stam mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 U. .. SQUARE NEW YORK, and you will receive the you order by return mail.


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HOW TO DO TRlCKlS.-'l'he great book HO card tricks, containing full instruction of all the W T O KE of the day, also the most popular magical illusions a f o r cons our leading magicians ; every boy should obtain a cop t he !Dos as it will both amuse and instruct. n The No. 2:!. HOW 'l'U DU SEUOND SIGHT.-lleller' me explained by his former assistant, Frnd Hunt, Jr. E W TO C the secret dialogues were carried on between the ma e r publish boy on the stage: also giving all the codes and signa d oysters; authentic explanation of second sight. ,n crand co\\ Ko. 40. llU\11 'lv HLGUME .'I. grandest assortment of magical ill usions ever place OW TO K p u blic. Also trrcks with canls, incantations, e1c. o y s girls, No. GS. HOW 'l'O DO CIIEMICAL TIUCK..S .-Co anythinC one hundred highly amusing and ius tructive tricks wi ents, /,.er of the Royal BPngal no No. 50. HOW TO l\IAKE A MAGIC LANTERN.-C \ng t" a description Cl' the lantern. together with its history and i sino, Also full directions for its use anh & mother, sister, brother, employer; and, in fact, everybod.v :m 31. body you wish to write to: Every young man and ewry \us lady in the land should have this book. I s No. 74. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECT. taining full instructions for writing letters on almost a; su a also rules for punctuation and composition; toitether with spe 4'. letters


. SECRET SERVICE. OLD A.ND YOUNG KING BRADY, DETECTIVES. PBICE 5 CTS. 32 PAGES. COi.OBED COVEBS. ISSUED WEEKL"I 1 The Black Band : or, The Two King Bradys Against a Hard (Jang. An Interesting Detective Story. 'l'old l>Y tlie Th:ker; or, 'l'he Two King Bradys on a Wall Street case. 3 'l'h" Bre.dys After a l\Illllon; or, '!'heir Chase to Save an Heiress. 4 Tl:le Great Blull'.; or, A Runco Game that Failed to Work. 5 In and Out : or, The 'l'wo King Bradys on a Lively Chase. 6 The Bradys Hard Fight; or, after the Pullman Car Crooks. 7 Case Number Ten; or, The Bradys and the Private Asylum Fraud. S 'l'he Bradys' Silent Search ; or, '!'racking the Deaf and Dumb G1lng .. 9 The Maniac Doctor; or, Old and King Brady in Peril. 10 Held at Bay ; or, The Bradys on a Battling Case. ll .Mlss Mystery, the Girl from Chicago; or, Old and Youni: King oo 11 Dark Trail. 12 The Bradys' Deep Game ; or, Chasing the Society Crooks. 13 Hop Lee, the Chinese Slave Dealer; or, Old and Young King Brady and the Opium Fiends. 14 The Bradys In the Dark; or, The Hardest Case of All. 15 The Queen of Diamonds ; or, '.rbe Two King Bradys' '.rreasure Case. 16 '!'be Bradys on Top; or, '.rhe Great River Mystery. 43 The Brndys' Hot Chase : or, After the Horse Stealers. 44 '.rbe Bradys Great Wager; or, 'l:be Queen of Little Monte Carlo. 4:\ 'l'be .Bradys' Double Net; or, Catcillng the Keenest of Criminals. 4(! 'l'be Maa In the Steel Mask; or, The Bradys' Work for a Grea l'ortune. 47 The Bradys and the Black Trunk: or, Working a Silent Clew. 48 Going It .Blind; or, '.rhe Ilradys Good Luck. 49 'rhe Bradys Balked; or, Working up Queer Evidence. 50 Against Big Odds; or, The Bradys' Great Stroke. 51 The Bradys and the Forger: or, Traclng'tbe N. G Check. 52 The Bradys' Trump Card ; or, Winning a Case by Blull'.. 53 The Bradys the Grave Robbers; or, 'l'racklng the Owls. 54 The Bradys '"' The Bradl,a 56 The BradyJJ Chinatown. the Missing Boy; or, The Mystery of School No. 6 lud the Scenes ; or, 'l'he Great Theatrical Case. d the Opium Dens: or, Trapping the Crooks o 57 The Bradys Down E!ast ; or, The Mystery ot a Country Town. 58 Working for the Treasury; or, The Bfadys and the Bank Burglars 59 The Bradys' Fatal Clew ; or, A Despeh.te Game for Gold. 17 The Engineer; or, Old and Young King Brndy and the 60 Shadowing the Sh11rpers; or, The Brtd1 10,000 Deal. Lightning Express. 18 The Bradys' Fight For a Life; or, A Mystery Hard to Solve. 19 The Bradys' Best Case; or, Tracking the River !'!rates. 2G The Foot In the l<'rog; or, Old and Young King Brady and the Mystery of the Owl Train. 21 The Bradys' Hard Luck; er, Working Against Odds. 22 The Bradys Batlled; or, In Search of the Green Goods Men. :ia The Opium King; or, '.l'he Bradys' Great Chinatown Case. 24 'l'he Brady!! In Wall Street; or, A Plot to Steal a Million. 25 The Girl l"rom Boston ; or, Old and Young King Brady on a Peculiar Case. 1 61 The Bradys and or, Found In the Flames. 62 'l'be Bradys In Tes:-; or, The Great Rancb Mystery. 63 'l'be Bradys on or, 'l'he Mystery of Stateroom No. 7. 64 The Brndys and t.\Jffice Boy; or, Working Up a Business Case. 65 The Bradys In the Backwoods ; or, The Mystery o! the Huntera C'amp. 66 Ching F'oo, the Yellow or, '.l'he Bradys and the Oplua Smokers. 67 The Bradys' Still Hunt; or, 'l'he Case that was Won by Waiting. 68 Caught by the Camera: or, The Bradys and the Girl from Maine. 69 The Bradys In Kentucky ; or, Tracking 11 Mountain Gang. 2\i '.rhe .Bradys and the Shoplifters; or, Hard Work on a Dry Goods 70 The )larked Bank Note; or, 'l'he Brady!! Below the Dead Line. Case. 27 Zig Zag the Clown : or, The Bradys' Great Circus Trail. 28 The Bradys Out \Test; or, Winning a Hard '::'ase. !:!\J Arter the Kidnappers; or, The Bradys on a False Clue. ;.;o Old and Young King Bradys' Battle; 01-, Bound to Win Their Case. :n The Bradys' Race Track Job; or, Crooked Work Among Jodi:eys. ;{:l Found In the Bay ; or, The Bradys on a Great Murder Mystery. :i:; The Bradys in Chicago; or, Solving the Mystery of the Lake I?ront. a-t 'l'he Ilrndys' Great Mistake: or, Shadowing the Wrong !\fan .... The Bradys and the Mall Mystery; or, Working for the Government. 3G The Bradys Down South; or, The Great Plantation Mystery. 37 'l'he noose In the Swamp; or, The Bradys Keenest Work. 38 The Kno<'k-out-Drops Gang; or. '.l'he Bradys' lllsky Venture. 39 The Bradys' Close Sh::tYe; or, Into the Jaws o,f Death. 40 The l'.rad)s Star Case; or. Working for Love and Gio1y. 41 The In 'J<'rlsco; or, A Three Thousand Mlle Hunt. 42 The Bradys nnd the Express 'l'bieves; or, Tracing the Package Marked "Paid." 71 The Bradys on Deck; or, '.rhe Mystery of the Private '-acht. 72 The Bradys In a Trap; or, Working Against a Ilal'd Gang 73 Over the Une; or, The Bradys' Chase 'l'hrough Canada. 74 The Bradys In Society; or, The Case of Mr. Barlow. 75 The Bradys In the Slums; or, Trapping the Crooks of the "Re Light District." 76 In the River; or, The Bradys and tbe Brooklyn Brldg )!ystery. 77 The B1adys and the Missing Box; or, Running Down the ltailroa1 Thieves. 78 The Queen of Chinatown: or, The Bradys Among the "Hop" Fiends 79 The Bradys and the Girl Smuggler; or, Working for the Coston House. 80 The nradys and the Runaway Boys; or, Shadowing the Clrcu1 Sharps. ... .l!"or sale by all newsdealers, or sent p ostpaid on receipt of' price, 5 cents a c opy, by FBANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union New York THIS GIVES YOU F AIR WARl\Til\TG That all the Numbers of the Best Weeklies Published are always in print and can be obtaint!d fro this office direct, if you cannot procure them from any newsdealer. 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