The Bradys in the dens of New York; or, Working on the John Street mystery

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The Bradys in the dens of New York; or, Working on the John Street mystery
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Secret service, Old and Young King Brady, detectives
Doughty, Francis Worcester d. 1917
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Frank Tousey
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OLD AND YOUNG KING BRADY, DrrECTIVES. Issued lVeekl.V..:..By S u b s cripti o n $2.50 p e r yttJr. E n tered a. Seco"d Class Matter a t the New Yol'k Post Of!ice, Mare k 1 1899, by Frank TOU3ey No. 139. NEW YORK, SEPTEMBER 20, 1901. Out on the fire escape dashed the Bradys and the policeman. Both croo k s attempt to escape ; but the detectives batfted this design by se izing the window stood the girl, ready to shoot the villains. Price 5 Cents.


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SERET SERVTE . OLD AND .YOUNG KING BRADY DETECTIVES. Issued Weekl11-By Subscription $2. 50 per 11ear. Entered aa Second Glass Matter at the New York, N. Y., Post Ofr"'6 March 1, 1899. Entered according to A.ct of Oo1ig.-ess, in the 1901. in tlle otrice of the Ltbra1ia1t o f Cong ress, Washington, D 0., by Frank Tousey, 24 Union Square, New York. No. 139. NEW YORK, Sep t e mber 20, 1901. Price 5 Cents. THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK OR, War king an the \ . Jahn Street Myste.ry. BY A NEW YORK DETECTIVE CHAPTE R I. THE MAN WITH. HE D AGGER. It was just five o'clock in the evening of a p l easant day in June, when two Secret Service detectives, known as the Bradys, left the Criminal Court Building, in New York, and walked over to Broadway One of the detectives, called Old King Brady, was a tall man, with white hair, and a clean-shaven face The other, his partner, was Harry Brady, a handsome youth of twenty, clad in stylish clothing. As they reached Broadway their attention was suddenly attracted toward a passing man by a very peculiar cir cumstance. he had dark eyes and heavy, black eyebrows over an acquiline nose, and a mass of jet black hair, inclined to be cur ly, covered his head. Tpe man looked like a distinguished foreigner French, probably The incident so aroused the susp1c1Qns of the two de tectives that they determined to follow the man and find out more about him. As he was going do.wntown, the Bradys crossed the street, and, mingling with the huge crowd, to hide their movements, they glided along, keeping the fastidious stranger well in view without attracting any attention to themselves. A long, slender dagger, with a pearl handle, slipped from some part of th e man's clothing, struck the side walk with a metallic sound, and caused the stranger to uddenly pause, stoop over and pick it up. When the man with the dagger reached the corner of John Street and Broadway, he suddenly turned eastward, at a brisk walk. Pausing before a dingy little old-fashioned brick build ing he glanced at the sign board in the doorway and care: fully studied the names. I He glanced around, hurriedly, to see if the weapon had been observed. Failing to catch the detectives looking at him, he felt sure it was not seen, thrust it in the breast-pocket of his coat and walked on. Startled by the incident, the Braily s keenly sized up the individual. His gaze finally paused at the sign of ToM Fox. P recious Stones. 2d Floor. The stylish stranger ascended two flights of dark stairs, and upon the ground-glass of a door at the end of the hall he saw Fox's name He was a medium sized, slender man, clad in gray Striding forward a s noiselessly as a shadow, the ma n trousers, a black Prince Albert co'at and wore a silk hat, opened the door. kid gloves, and carried a cane. He found himself in a little office, lit by two rear win A black m u stache and Van Dyke beard covered his face, dows.


2 THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. A counter, covered with blue cloth, crossed the office. There were several stools before it, and behind it was a j eweler's before one of the windows, at which sat a little old man in a black suit. He had a bald head, a fringe of gray hair encircling it, parted in back. His round, florid face was shaved clean. A huge, open safe occupied the space between the windows, and a small, old-fashioned desk was beside it at the other window. The old dealer in precious stones was weighing some rare diamonds on a decidedly poised scale whep. the man entered. He held a pair of tweezers in his hand and the sparkling stones he had weighed were being assorted for size and color on a grooved ebony board. An open book contained entries of the weights of the precious stones, and numerous folded pieces of paper, lined with fine tissue, were being filled with the diamonds. An electric alarm buzzer notified the old importer that somebody had come in, and he glanced around over the rims of his steel spectacles, sized up his caller, and asked: "Well, sir, what can I do for you this evening?" The dark stranger pointed at a brilliant big diamond stud glittering in his necktie, and replied, in broken English: "Monsieur, how mooch zees stone ees worth?" "Do you wish to sell it?" asked Mr. Fox. "I do," assented the stranger, nodding. "Take it out so I can examine it carefully." "Eet ees not necessary. Just eexamine eet where eet ees." Mr. Fox, of danger, leaned over the coun ter to get a good view of the gem, and. the man suddenly gripped him by the throat with his left hand and drew the pearl-handled dagger from his pocket. "Oh!" gasped the startled importer, trying to recoil. "Keep steel!" hissed the stranger, a tigerish expression creeping into his eyes, while his whole countenance be came distorted with the evil passion raging fiercely in his bosom. "What are you doing?" groaned Mr. Fox, in alarm. "I am going to keel you, monsieur!" hissed the stranger. "You mean to rob me?" burst frantically from the old man's lips "Sairtainly I do," was the cold-blooded answer. "Help! Police! Help--" shrieked Mr. Fox, "Monsieur, you haf to "I won't, I tell you "Zen, by gar, you die!" Mr. Fox, by a superhuman effort, tore himself free. The stranger had drawn back the dagger to plunge it into the old merchant's heart when his victim released himself. With hi s eyes bulging and his scant hair bristling, the panting old man recoiled and shrieked, in frenzied tones : Police! Murder!" Leaping over the counter, with the agility of a panther, the Frenchman sprang at his victim and they :fell to the fioor, locked in a tight embrace. A terrific struggle en sued. The Bradys had seen the suspicious man enter the build ing, and stealthily crept upstairs after him. Pausing at the head o:f the first flight of stairs they listened. Finally the yells and the noise of the struggle reached the detectives' ears, and Old King Brady exclaimed: "There's trouble going on here, Harry." "Sounds as if some one were getting killed," repll.ed the boy. "Rush up and we'll investigate the row." "It's at the rear of the building." Up another .flight they dashed, and listened. Not a sound reached their ears. They found several doors opening on the hall, and opening them they looked inside the offices to which they gave adipittance. Each one was vacant. Trying the door of Tom Fox's office, they found it locked. "Mighty queer!" growled Old King Brady, in perplexed tones, as he took a chew of plug tobacco. "All the offices are empty except this one, and we can't open it." "Break in the door!" suggested the boy. They rushed at the door, hit it with their shoulders, and, smashing the lock, the door flew open. A burglar alarm was set off by this action. The Bradys dashed into the office and glanced around . The office was in confusion. Ohairs and counter were upset, the jeweler's bench was smashed, some of the little drawers in the big safe were pulled out and were heaped in the middle of the room, and the old desk was half overturned. The dark fellow's sinuous fingers tightened on the old "Looks as if a cyclone struck this place,'' said Old King man's windpipe, choking off his utterance and depriving Brady. hoarsely. him of his breath. "The yells must have come from here," the boy anMr. Fox grew blue in the face and began to cough and swered choke. "Bnt there's nobody in the place." He strove to tear that merciless death-grip from his throat, but was no match for this powerful man. "Eef you don't keep steel," hissed the stranger, furi ously, "I weel put an end to your life in wan minute more!" "I won't submit to this!" raved the old1importer Old King Brady spoke the truth. Both the old importer and his assailant had vanished. Just then Harry's glance fell upon a blood-stained dag ger lving on the floor, aud he picked it up, held it aloft, and :


THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 3 "See this! It's the knife we saw that man drop on Broadway."' "So it is ; Old King Brady assented. "Covered with blood, too!" "The floor an walls are spattered with gore," said Harry. "A murder mu s t have occurred here "Yes," agreed Harry, "and the criminal must have been the very man we were Thi s dagger gives him a wa y." "Not a single piece of jewelry left in those drawers," Old King Brady added, as he pointed at the heap. "Rob bery must have been the motive of this deed. All the jewelry is gone Harry traced blood-stains to one of the windows, which now s tood ope n and r e marked: "The criminal must have gone out this way with his victim." .i He peered out the window into the little courtyard below, but he failed to see any signs of any one. "How strange!" the boy muttered. "How did they get away so quickly after that fight? What has become of them?" "I'm afraid we are on the eve of a great mystery, Harry," remarked Old King Brady. "The question is, to s olve it." CHAPTER II. A STRANGE MYSTERY. "You are my prisoner!" roared a policeman, rushing into the offic e and s eizing Harry by the collar with one hand, while with the other he raised his heavy night-club "Hold on there!" gasped the startled boy. "What do you mean?" A man from the burglar alarm agency now dashed in. He made a rush at Old King Brady, and seized! him by the arm. "! you resist," said he di s playing a revolver, "I'll shoot you. "Take us for thieves?" quietly asked the old detective, as an amused s mile crossed his face. "Of cours e Didn't you break open this door?" "We did." "See those pulled out of the safe?" "We were looking at them." "They are looted." "So I observe." "What did you do with the swag?" "Hunting for it now. We are detectives." "Prove it." Old King Brady exhibited his badge. The policeman and the agent released them at once. Both looked crestfallen, and the policeman asked : "How did you get here ahead o f us?" Old King Brady told the m1 a nd th e n e xclaimed: "It looks a s if the r e h ad not o nl y been a robbery h e re, but a murder a s well. W e mu s t examin e into thj,s affair carefully. Search the building. W e mu s t find the man who came up h e r e and th e import e r of preciou s stones. They not come dow n past u s yet, s o the y must be up her e still. I am puz z l e d though ove r their s udden and mysteriou s di s appear a nce. Harry, the policem a n and t h e agent hurri e d out of t):ie office L e ft alone, a ll the __,keenest d e tective instinc ts in Old King Brad y w e r e a r o used He mad e a c ar e ful exam i n a tion o f the littl e office The r e was abs olut e l y n o p lace in the r e in which a man could hav e hidd e n, except t h e bi g safe and that s tood wide ope n Peering out the ope n window, to whi c h th e trail of bloodstai n s r a n, h e saw tha t it a t l e a s t thirty fee t' down to the littl e courtyar d in t h e rear The b otto m of th e court was flag g e d It was surround e d on four s ides by bri c k walls, through which there was n o o p e nin g w hatever b y mean s of which a man could e s c ap e Above, the rMf was thirty feet overh e ad with no m e an s of r e a c hing it from th e w indow in whi c h Old King Brad y stood. The rear of a Fulton Street buildin g rose oppos ite, and about on a lin e with w h e r e the d e t ective s tood it was pierced by a window cover e d by th e s h e et-iron fire-proof shutters, which were close d tightly "This rear s ha f t i s th e onl y m e an s of e xit, e x cept the hal l door," s aid Old Kin g Bra dy, r eflectivel y But I'm blest if there i s any s i g n of anybody having passed out thi s way. If a man w e r e to go down in that light-shaft he c ouldn t g e t out at the bottom. To r e a c h the roof above without a rope would b e utte rly impossibl e Yet I could s w ear that no one c am e out into the hall. If that man, who had thi s knife, kill e d th e occupant of this room, where did he vani s h to, with his victim, so mysteriously?" Finding he could not gain any information there, he n e xt turne d hi s atte ntion upon the floor and went down on hi s hand s and knees. It was cov er e d with carp e t. Not a clew was found there. He 1 next began t o r e place the tray drawers in the safe, and obs erved that not one of them contained a piece of jewelry. They were compl e tely e mpty. Old King Bra d y pi cked up the ove rturned furniture, and his kee n eye s not e d e v e r y minut e obje ct, but he failed to detect anything whi c h would s h e d any light on th e mystery. The s afe contain e d nothing but Mr. Fox's set of books "Those voices the bloods tain s on the carpet and window, and this knife are the onl y proof we can find in here," muttered Old King Brad y at len g th. "Ah! here come the other s bac k."


4 'rHE BRADYS IN THE DBNS OF NEW YORK. Harry led the rest in, and "Is he all you qould fin King Brady, drily. had the janitor with him. upstairs?" demanded Old "Yes. No one else," the boy answered "See here," said the old detective to the janitor, "do you know what happened in here a while ago to alarm us?" "Faith ther young felly jist towld me,'' replied the janitor. "Do you know anything about the matter?" "Sure an' I don't. But I kin tell yer this much, sor-it's not ten minutes ago I seen aould Mr. Fox in his office." "Are you sure ?" "I am that. He nivver laves till six ivery night." "How do you know he was here ten minutes ago?" "Whill' I kem up I shtuck me head in ther dure an' shpoke to him. There wor a skinny felly, billy-goat whisk ers, a-comin' up, an' I seen him go inter Mr. Fox's office as I wint up ter me room on the top fl.ure." "Well,'' said Old King Brady, "from the moment that man with a beard entered Mr. Fox's office to the present moment no one came out of there We know that to be absolutely true, as we've been here since the man entered the building." "Where did lte an' Mr. Fox go?"' "I don't know. We heard yells for help, and rushed up. When we broke open the door the office was empty. As you can see the door was locked on the inside, for the key is yet in the lock." They observed that this assertion was true, and it greatly added to the mystery perplexing them. "Sul'e they must have joomped out ther windy," said the janitor. "No, they didn't. I've looked to see if they made their disappearance that way. Harry, have you been up to the roof?" "Yes. And they could not have vanished that way,'' the boy replied. "The buildings on each side of this one rise up at l east two stories higher than this house; there fore they could not reach the adjoining roofs without a ladder." Old King Brady now turned to the janitor and asked: "Where does Mr. Fox live?" "No. Lexington A venue, near Twenty-eighth Street, sor." "Did he have a wife?" "Only a darther Sadie, an' it's the illegant crathur she is, too. "Was the old gentleman rich?" "A millionaire entoirely." "Had he a partner?" "I don't know that. I think not." "Do you know what he hac1 in his safe?" "I do, I've often seen ther con tints av thim dhrawers. They wor filt wid jewelry mounted wid diamonds an' other precious stones, an' he had a big, black leather pocketbook filled wid unset stones." "All those things are gone now. Did he sell them all out?" "Sure an' he must have done it widin' two hours if he did at all, for I wor in here an' seen manny av ther t'ings I've mintioned whin he pulled out thim thrays. I'm sure he had ther big pocketbook av unset shtones, for I seen, it wid me own oyes. "Then the old gentleman certainly has been robbed." "He was that if all thim t'ings do garn." "Is that a picture of him?" asked Old King Brady pointing at an oil painting hanging on the wall. "Faith it is, an' a very good loiknes&, indade." The detectives studied it intently to impress the face on their minds. Then Old King Brady asked the janitor: "Did Mr. Fox have any clerks?" "Divil a, wan. He did all his own buyin' an' sellin." The Bradys then held a whispered con,versation for a few moments ;md finally turning to the burglar alar m agent, Old King Brady said to him: "Fasten up the door again. This policeman will guard the place until we look further into the matter." "Very well, sir,'' replied the agent. The detectives thereupon left the premises. Proceeding uptown to 1\fr. Fox's house, they rang for admittance. A servant ushered them into the parlor of the old fashioned brick house and took their card upstairs to Sadie Fox. She soon came down and joined them. The girl was about eighteen. She had a fine figure, clad in a blue silk dress. A wealth of dark-brown hair clustered upon her shapely head, her brown eyes gleamed prettily over a sharp nose, and there was a pretty pink tint in her plump cheeks. "Messrs. Brady, I presume?" she asked The detectives bowed assent, and Harry replied: "We are here on very important b11sinc ..:s, Miss Fox." "Indeed! And what may that be?" "We've got some unpleasant news about your father." "My father?" she echoed, in surprise. "He has disappeared." The girl glanced at them in amazement. "Why," said she, "that's queer." ."Rather serious,'' said Harry. "I can't see it in that light." "Why can't you?" "Because I was with him less than a quarter of an hour ago." It was the Bradys' turn now to look astonished CHAPTER III. ON A DANGEROUS CASE. When the Bradys recovered from the first shock of sur prise the girl's words produced, Harry' exclaimed :


THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 6 "Please summon your father. We wish to speak to him." "I can't," replied Sadie Fox. "He has gone out." "What time did he come in?" "At seven o'clock." "It is now twenty minutes past seven," said Harry, looking at his watch. "Yes. Papa only remained in about five minutes." "Do you know where he has gone?" "No, sir, I do not." "Did you notice anything peculiar about your father?" "I did, and it has been worrying me ever since. He was acting queerly." "What did he say to you when he returned home?" "Not a single word. This was ven.y unusual. He always was in the habit of greeting me with a kiss, and asking me about my household affairs. But to-night he came in silently, paid no heed to me, and went up to his bedroom. His hair was mussed up, his clothes were torn, his collar and cravat were gone and there was blood on his han .ds and face. I noticed a queer look in his eyes, too." "What happened then?" "He remained a few minutes in his room, came downstairs again, and, going t the front door, he walked rapidly away down the street." "Without uttering a word?" "Exactly. Now why did you come here to tell me he disappeared?" Harry gave her an account of all that happened in John Street, and in conclusion h'e asked her: "Did your father have a parcel of jewelry with him? I thought perhaps it was he who emptied the safe." "No. He had nothing in his hands," answered the girl, with an anxious, worried look on her face. "What do you make of the mysterious affair?" "It looks to me as if an attempt upon his life had been made," the girl answered, "and he was, undoubtedly, robbed." "That's exa

G THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. Secret Service to call at his office for instructions on an important case .. After breakfast they went down to see him. He was impatiently striding up and down his private office, chewing on the end of a cigar, when they entered. Glancing up at them, he cried: "So You've arrived at last, have you?" "What do you want of us?" demanded Old King Brady, quietly. "I've got some work I want you to attend to." "Of what does it consist?" <1 Running down some crooks in the dens of New York." "What is the case?" "For a long time a well-organized gang has been prey ing on the people; robbing them right and left. The gang is getting bolder and bolder every day that goes by, without the police capturing any of them (]omplaints are of daily occurrence. The police are unable to cope with the situation. The best detectives on the municipal force have failed to accomplish anything. As nothing has been done to stop the repeated crimes, a committee of prominent citizens has been formed to abate the nuisance, and they have appealed to me to aid them." "I see," said Old l\:ing Brady. "The gang," continued the chief, lighting his cigar, "consists of a score or more of noted crooks, banded under the leadership of a daring individual known as Captain Jack. They are the worst and most daring gang of bandits who ever infested a city. Their crimes range from highway robbery to murder in the first degree." "We've heard something of this gang already," said Old King Brady. "Then you are aware of their atrocities, and know some of the members." "Have you got a list of them?" "Some. I'll give them to you." He opened a book and read off some names. The Bradys recognized them as some of the most no torious thieves, pickpockets, confidence men and all-around crooks in the criminal fraternity of the city. "Do you know which dens they mostly infest?" asked Harry. "I've been told by the police of a few, and I'll have to depend upon you to search the rest," replied the chief, and he mentioned the names of several well-known resorts on the :Eaet Side. The Bradys discussed the matter for some time longer with their chief, and realized that they had a dangerous job to handle. Both knew very well that the crooks they were going after were men who would not hesitate to kill them if they found out that the detectives were going to put them under arrest. 'rhe Bradys then told the chief about the John Street mystery. "If you can," said he, "I wish you would try to ascertain the facts in that matter. It looks like a very serious case." "Who knows," replied Old King Brady, "but what the John Street case may have been worked by members of the very gang we are going to run down?" "We will find that out in due time," added Harry. And the detectives left the office to begin their campaign against the crooks in the dens of New York. CHAPTER IV. FINDING THE HEADLESS BODY. By nightfall the detectives ascertained that Mr. Fox had not yet eome home, and a call at bis office showed that he had not been As he had no friends or relations upon whom he called, beloI).ged to no clubs, lodges or the militia, and always spent his time either in his home or his office, his long absence took a serious aspect. Disguised as a couple of laborers, the Bradys, at night went over to Cherry Street to investigate a well-known resort for crooks. It was a vile den near Mechanics' Alley-a dirty little groggery in the basement of a dilapidated old brick build ing. The ceiling was low, the floors covered with sawdust, and a small bar at the side was presided over by a one-eyed man with a bang-dog face. All the tables and chairs were occupied by the toughest ruffians in the ward, who were smoking and chewing to bacco, drinking and talking and yelling at some people dancing on the floor to the tune of an old piano, upon which a negro was pounding. A dense smoke filled the vile-odored atmosphere, almost obscuring the dim lights illuminating the place. The den was in full 1 blast when the Bradys entered, and as they glanced around at the patrons they recognized the features of some of the most desperate crooks in New York to the nature of the Bradys' disguises, the gang paid but little heed to them, and they sat down at a table in a corner A bullet-headed waiter rushed up, got an order for two beers and brought them to the detectives. Close by sat two thieves who had not long been out of jail for a crime for which the Bradys had convicted them. One was called Skin Evans and the other Big Bill Jones Clad in rough garments, and with sun-burned, unshaven faces, and having the stamp of rascality all over them, they were talking in audible whispers, to which the de tectives listened. "Wot time is it, Bill?" asked Evans. "De clock jist struck ten, Skin," growled the other. "Say, ain't it time fer us ter slip de floater?" "How's der ?" "Ebb . Turns"'1.n half an hour." "Den de stifl''d git carried near the Cob Dock at de Navy 1Yard." "Sure. Dat's wot we want."


THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. "Come on, den." The rowers They both rose to go, and Harry nudged his partner and Old King Brady sat in the bow. whispered: Picking up a boat-hook, he reached out toward the "Did you hear that? They are monkeying with a dark, floating object and caught hold. corpse." Dragging it over to the side of the boat he flashed the "Evidently. I wonder if they killed a man and mean light of his dark-lantern upon it. to put the body in the river? Their conversation indicates To his surprise he saw it was the body of a man. it." "Floater I" he exclaimed. "By following them we might ascertain:" "Man or woman?" queried the captain. "We may be on the eve of a murder mystery." "It's a man." "In that case we should not lose track o{ them." "Suicide, I suppose." They silently followed the crooks out of the den. "I'll pull it in. Help me, Harry." Evans and Jones went down Pike Street to the river He shipped the boat-hook and seized the floating body. front and going out on a pier they climbed down into a Between the pair they raised the corpse from the water boat and rowed away. and dragged it into the boat, where Harry turned the light It was very dark and gloomy on the East River that upon it again. night. A cry escaped Old King Brady. As the Bradys rushed out on the pier to the end of it and Pointing at the body, he exclaimed, excitedly: saw the crooks rowing across the stream, they heard moving "See there The head is missing." oars. And so it was. Every one looked at it. The sound approached nearer, coming from up the river. headless trunk presented a ghastly sight. Presently a harbor police boat loomed up in the gloom "What does this mean?" asked the captai n. "Ahoy, there!" cried Harry, noting four officers on the "Murder my s tery, perhaps," Harry replied. boat. "The screw-blade or paddle-wheel of a boat could have The captain of the skiff glanced up and replied, gruffly: cut off the poor fellow's head," sai d the police boat captain. "What do you want?" "Coroner's inquest may decide that," answered Old King "Come here-quick. We are detecHves." Brady. "Speculating won't solve the pr6blem now." "Detectives?" The men gave way at the oars and the boat glided ahead. "The Bradys." They finally reached the Cob Dock and searched the "Oh! I know you." vicinity carefully, but failed to see anything of the two "Take us aboard, will you?" thieves. "Certainly. What's up?" At the end of an hour the boat captain said: "We are after two cro9ks who just went out on the "I guess those crooks escaped." river in a rowboat." "May as well give it up," answered Old King Brady. "Indeed said the policeman, steering toward the dock. "We'll run up to the morgue with this floater." "What did they do?" And the boat was steered up the stream. "Concerned in foul play, we believe." When they reached the dead-house, the headless body "just climb down and we'll them." was set ashore with the two detectives, and they carried it The detectives embarked and revealed their identity. into the building and laid it on a slab . As the captain knew them by sight, he was 1satisfied. 1 The morgue-keeper took a report of the finding of the Tliey told him about the two crooks, and he ordered his 1 body. men to give way, and the boat shot out on the river. When this was done, Old King Brady said to him: The foot of Pike Street was left astern. "I'm going to try to identify that corpse." Nothing was seen of the boat containing Skin Evans and "Can't, without the head," replied the morgue-keeper. Big Bill Jones, but as the detectives inferred from what "There may be something in the pockets which would they said that they were going toward the Cob Dock at lead to our finding out who h e is." the Navy Yard, they had the river police row that way. "Search him and see, Mr. Brady." But few boats were going up and down the stream, and The detectives set about it systematically and brought to they would not have been seen but for the lights gleaming light a few business letters, a bank book, a bunch of keys from their peak lanterns and port lights. and a pocket knife. An old-fashioned pocketbook contained The police boat headed toward the Navy Yard. a few dollars and some change. When it r eached the bend in the river, there came a The Brady s observed that the body was. that of a short, Httdden jolt as the prow struck some drifting object. thin man of advanced years, clad in black It brought the boat to a pause. His underwear was of good material, and h e wore laced "What 's that?" demanded the captain. s hoes. uLooks like a log, sir," replied one of the men peering Harry examined the letter and bank book. over the gunwhale at a dark object. They were addressed to Tom Fox, and the bank book "Back water!" showed a large balance in the Chemical National Bank.


' 8 THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. When thi s discovery was mad e Old King Brady ex-H e r pos iti v e identification settl e d the matter, and appliclaim ed: c:ation was made by the girl to remove the body for burial. "It mu s t b e the body of the old diamond importer who Aft e r the c oron e r s inquest an undertaker called for the disappear e d from th e John Street office. c orpse, and several days afterward it was interred. "The n h e e nd e d hi s myst e rio us di sa ppearance by a The v e rdic:t of the coroner 's jury was that the old im plunge in the riv er," r e pli e d the boy. "Po or Sadie! She porter had met his death by drowning and decapitation, will b e h e art-brok e n whe n s h e l e arn s h e r fath e r s fate." eithe r by acc id ent or design. The y could only surmi se. "I w o nd e r whe th e r h e was a vic tim of foul play?" Mr. Fox s will was produced, and in it he bequ e athed a "We may see by examining the body, s aid Harry, fortune of half a million to his daughter Sadi e bri efly. He stipulated that his business should be continu e d for Foll owing out thi s s u gges tion they s o o n observ e d that a year after his death and as the girl was c a pabl e of c arry th e r e w e r e no m a rk s of viol e nce upon the corpse except ing it on, his wish in this respect was granted. the. horribl e gas h of decapitation. The Bradys carefully noted all the point s in this re" No knife d e liv e r e d that wound Old King Brady a s markable ca se, and dre w their own conclusion s while they serte d in ositi v e ton es. "The edges of the neck are too w e r e hunting about for clews to capture Captain Jack's badl y torn. It look s to m e a s if hi s h e ad w e r e cut off by the gang. wheel of a passing boat. But that don t e x plain the mys"It is possible that Mr. Fox may be a victim of the man t e r y o f whe th e r the man was the victim of an accid ent or who robbed his office," said Old King Brady, one night, of foul pl a y." as he and Harry made their way up the Bowery . "There CHAPTER V AFTER THE THIEVES The John Street mys t e ry was deep e ned by the finding of that h e adless body in the East Ri;ver, and the Bradys b e gan to wond e r if Evan s and Jones w e r e res ponsible for the corpse b e ing found in the wat er. All their conver s ation in the Che rry Stre et den seemed to denot e that the y w e r e going to have some thing to do with puttin g a c orp s e in the river. And they calculated that the curr ent would carry it in th e vicinity where the headless b o d y was found To set at rest th e id e ntity of the headless corpse, the Bradys went to see S a di e Fo x on th e following afternoon, and a s gentl y a s possi b l e brok e t h e dr e adful n ews to her. She was t enibly shoc k e d, of cour se. When she r ecove r e d from it she proceed e d to the morgue with the d e tectives, in a c ab, and was s hown the body. The s ight m a d e h e r faint. But when s h e r evived, s h e cried: "Yes, that i s the body of m y poor old father." "How can you t ell?" Old King Brady a s ked her. "By the clothin g The y a re my father 's clothes. I'v seen that suit and lin e L too oft e n to be d e c e ived. Then there s his old fa s hion e d s eal ring on the little finger of his l e ft hand I d r e cognize that ring among a thousand, and that's exactly the w a y h e alway s wore it. Then those business lett e r s a ddressed to him contain references to matter s in which I know my fath e r was con c erned. The bank book sp eali:s for itself. It i s n t likely that a person other than m y fath e r would have it. The knife is his, and I'v e ofte n used that bun c h of k e y s r o unlock hi s safe, desk and bureau at home. Oh, no--there can be no mis take about the matt e r Mr. Brad y ; this i s unquestionably the corp s e of IT).y father." was something peculiar about that whole case. We can't seem to discover where the thief and Mr. Fox went to when they disappeared from that John Street office. Yet, a short time later, Fox was seen in his own home. When he w ent from there he must have gone to the river and perished, for it was only a short time afterward that we found his headless body in the water." "It's mysterious how he died or was killed," said Harry. "That it was Fox,. there can't be any doubt s ince his own daughter positively identified his b o dy." "Our only hope to find the thief who robbed him lies in finding out where the stolen jewelry was sold or pawned." "We may lfave some chance to accomplish that now," said Harry, "for to-day, as you know, when an inventory of his stock was taken, I secured a copy of his books. We thus have a fair description of the missing jewelry. Some of it is pretty sure to be found among the pawnbrokers We must call on them some day this week. Just then they reached the corner of Delancey Street, and turning into that thoroughfare they saw two crook s emerge from the side door of a corner saloon and hurry toward Chrystie Street. Old King Brady seized Harry's arm and they slunk back in the shadows of a nearby billboard. "There goes Evans and Jones!" whispered the old detective. "We ought to nab them and make the pair tell us what they were doing on the river the other night," said Harry. "They may know something about that headless body." "Follow them, then." Along they glided, in pursuit of the pair, as far as Eldridge and the two crooks turned into that thoroughfare. In the middle of the block They paused before a dry goods store, a sign over the door of which bore the name of Samuel Berchowsky. The store was closed and locked for the night. Lights were gleaming in the windows of the flats over


THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 9 the store in the old building, and the crooks glanced up and down the street. Suddenly they glided into the hallway. A policeman darted from behind a nearby wagon, ran up to the Bradys and said to them, in hurried tones: "Did yez see ther two crooks go in there?" "Yes, and we are after them," replied Old King Brady, glancing up at the fire-escape. "We are the Bradys." "Oh! Ther Secret Service min? I've heard av yez." "Will you help us to nab those men?" "I will that." "Thr.n follow me." And into the hallway they darted. They heard the crooks ascending the stairs and pause at the hall above, where they began to rattle keys in a lock. Presently these sounds ceased with the opening and shut ting of a door, and Old King Brady whispered : "They"'ve gone into a fiat on the floor above." Just then a door on the same floor opened and two young Jewesses came down the stairs, laughing and chatting. Harry stopped them and asked the eldest : "Who lives on the floor above?" "We live there with my father," replied the girl, "but he is out. We own the store downstairs and use the next to ours as a storage for goods. But why do you ask?" "Because we are officers. Two crooks just opened the door of the next to the one you live in and are there now." "My goodness!" gasped the startled girl, turning pale. "We are being robbed. I've got a pistol belonging to father, upstairs, and I'm going to get it and s hoot the burglars." "Don't be hasty," said Harry, quietly. "We will at tend to them. You might guard against their escape, though, by posting yourself at one of the windows with your gun." "We will." "Don't alarm the thieves by making any noise." "Oh, we will be careful," said the girl. She had recovered her composure by this time, and after a whispered consultation with her sister, they quietly went upstairs again and passed into their flat. The Bradys and the policeman crept quietly to the door of the room where the crooks had disappeared, and listened. Inside they heard the villains quietly moving about, and then Big Bill Jones exclaimed, in Jow tone s : "Say, Skin, have yer got de goods bundled up yet?" "Certainly, Bill," replied the other. "We kin chuck; de two bundles outer de winder, when de coast is clear run downstairs, pick 'em up an' slide inter Cohen's fence wid 'em, aroun' de corner." "Lardy, won't de Goose be mad when he finds we've tapped him I" "Are yer ready?" "Sure." "Den grab yer bundle." Just then the detectives tried the door and found it locked. Slight as the noise was that they made, it alarmed the thieves. "Some one a-comin' !"they heard Evans gasp. "Run fer de front fire-escape!" panted Bill. Realizing that they would lose their men if they did not hurry, the Bradys dashed at the door and smashed it open. They found themselves in a dark filled with mer chandise. The crooks had made up two bundles of the goods to stea l when the arrival of the detectives alarmed them. Evans and his pal were rushing through the to the front room, where they flung open a window. Out they went, and vanished from view. "Hurry, or we'll lose them!" cried Harry, and followed by his companions they rushed through the Evans and Jones were on the iron platform outside the window, seeking a means to reach the street below. Out on the fire-escape dashed the Bradys and the policeman. Both crooks made a desperate attempt to escape. But the detectives baffled this design by seizing them. In the window stood the girl, ready to shoot the villains. CHAPTER VI. ARREST AND CONVICTION OF THE CROOKS. In his desperation, Evans deliberately leaped from the platform just as Old King Brady seized him and arrested his fall. Big Bill was going to drop off the end of the fire-escape, when Harry caught hold of each of his wrists. In a minute more the detectives pulled the two crooks in on the platform, and a fearful struggle began between them. Evans drew a knife and aimed a blow at Old King Brady with it. But the policeman brought his club down on the villain's hand almost breaking it and caused him to drop the knife. Evan's gave a yell of pain. Before he recov ered, Old King Brad y had him handc uff ed. 4Iarry had his man pinned down with a vise-like grip on hi s th' roat, and yelled to his partner: "Come here and secure this fellow!" "Where are your handcuffs?" asked Old King Brady. "In my jacket pocket." "Hang onto him a moment longe'r." 'l'he old detective took the shackles out and they rolled Big Bill over on his stomach, pulled his arms behind his back and in a moment more he was secure d The c rook s now saw who had them. "Blast you, Brady!" roared Big Bill, furiously. "Youse fellers is ther c u 'rse of our existe nce. No sooner do we git out o' prison after servin' time when you nabs u s af/:'in."


10 THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. "Got dead evidence again s t you, too, Bill," answered the old detective. "You trying to rob the "How in blazes did yer git next?" "Followed you." "Now w e're good fer a five -year s tretch "More than that, Bill; more than that "Yer can t do it. Burglary 's the r charg e of cour s e." "We've got s omething wors e up our s leeves." The crook b e gan to look very uneasy, and he finally a sked. "Wo t now, I'd like ter know?" "Murder hissed the detecti 1e. "Wot y e ll e d the s tartl e d crook. "I r e fer to the h e adless man in the river." The c rook s turne d a s pale a s d e ath and gaze d at each other in blank di s may for the space elf a few moment s It was quit e cle ar to th e d e tectives that the y bad the p air worried, and the y s tudied the cha n g ing e xpression of their features. Finall y Bill recover e d from t h e shoc k a nd a s k ed, defiantl y : "Say, wot d 'ye r mean by that, Br a dy?" "I m e an jus t this," repli e d the old d e tective. "The oth e r ni g ht H arry and I s h a dowed you two in th e d e n in Cherr y Street, n ear Mech a ni cs' Alley. We heard you say you w e r e going t o s lip a float e r the Cob Dock. Do you recolle ct it?" "Well?" growl e d the c rook, s ourly. "Don't you. remember the two m e n looking like labor ers who sat in a corner near you? They were Harry and I." "Wm: dat youse two?" asked Bill, in s urprise "Yes. We followed you in a harbor police boat, and picked up the headle s s body of the fl.oater you set adrift." "We didn't set no headless floater adrift." "You lie!" "I tell yer, we didn't." "What floater did you set adrift?" "None," growled Bill "We went over ther river ter git in a poker game wot was goin' on in Brooklyn." "Then how do you account for what you s aid?" "Oh, we knowed who you were, in th e Cherry Stre et joint, an' only said that lead yer on a wild goos a cha s e." "Bill, you ar e lying a g ain. A mom ent a g o you didn't know we were in that den until we told you about it." "Did yer see us put that float e r adrift?" "No," replied the old detective. "Then how kin yer prove we did?" "We will prove it yet Moreover, we will find out what intere s t you have in the robbery and murder of old Mr. Fox, the John Street diamond importer." "Don't know such a party." "Of course, we expect you to deny all knowledge of the matter but we've got you where we want you now, and when the time of reckoning comes we'll be able to put our hands on you easily foc that atrocious piece of crooked work." With this remark they made the crooks get up, and dragged them through the, down the stairs and into the street. Here they found the two girls awaiting them. "You come along and appear against them for tryi n g to rob your father's place," said Harry to them. They readily assented, and off the w.hole party went. Arrived at the station house the two prisoners were ar raigned before the captain's desk a nd th e ir pedigrees taken A charge of burglary was entered on the blotter against them. When this was done the captain said to the policeman : Search them The officer complied. Among other things taken from the pair were several pawn tickets. "Let me see those tickets, captain," said Old King Brady. The y were promptly band e d over and the detectives carefully scrutinized them There were ten of them made out by a prominent Bowe r y pawnbroker, and they called for diamond-Il\ounted j e welry. The fact of such crooks as these two men were having tickets for jewelry upon which they bad rai s ed very large loans, was very suspicious, and Old King Brady said to the captain: "A John Street j e weler was robbed and murdered re cently, and these two men ar e concerne d in the It has just occurred to me that these tickets may represent some of the swag. I would like' to keep them in my pos s ession long enough to investigate the pledges, captain." "You may do so, Old King Brady; but I would like to have them back when you get through u s ing them." "Thank you, sir. I'll return the m." The pris oners glanced at each other, silently, and there was a grim look of despair plainly shown upon their faces. The y were led ba c k to the cells, th e d e t e ctiv es' hand cuffs were tak e n off their wrist s and the Bradys departed after securing Miss Berchowsky's promise to appear against the two crooks in court on the following day "We've made a b e ginning at br e aking up Captain Jack's gang of crooks, anyway," remark e d Old King Brady, as the pair started for hom e "Both Evans and Jones are mem b e rs of that band of ruffians." "Whe n the newspapers to-morrow morning give an ac count of the arre st," added Harry, "the rest of the gang will be apprised of the fate of these two men and they will doubtless hire a lawyer to defend them." "More than likely. But with such strong evidenc e as we have against them there will be no escape for the rogues,'' answered Old King Brady, as be took a fresh chew of tobacco. Next day the detectives were promptly in court when the cases of Evans and Jones were called. The evidence of all the witnesses was taken, during the preliminary exam i nation, a n d they were indicted to g o b e fore the grand jury for trial on a charge of burglary i n the first degree.


THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 11 Remanded to the Tombs, without bail, the two crooks were safely secured until such time as the Bradys might need them again to find out what they might know about the John Street mystery. Satisfied with what they had done, the Bradys took the pawn tickets down to the Bowery loan office which had issued them a few days previously. It was a handsomely appointed place, several stylish Jews were behind the polished oak counter, and Old Brady asked one of them for Mr. Simpson, the proprietor. A well-dressed man approached them and recognized the pair. "Ah said he, smilingly. "The Bradys." "How are you, Mr. Simpson?" answered Harry. "Can we have a few minutes' private conversation with you?" "Certainly. Come into my office." He opened a gate and they passed inside. When they were in the private office, Harry said, as he produced the pawn tickets: "We just arrested the two crooks who had these in their possession, and we are strongly of the belief that the jewels they represent are part of a big downtown robbery." The pawnbroker scowled. He apprehended the loss of money advanced on stolen property, and felt far from pleasant over the prospect "You want to see the things, I suppose?" he asked "We do," replied the boy, nodding. "It will be far pleasanter for us to settle this matter quietly between ourselves than it would be for us to get out a writ of replevin and compel you legally to pro duce them in court." CHAPTER VII. RALPH DENTON MAKES IIIS .APPEARANCE. The pawnbroker realized that the Bradys would have no trifling about the matter, and he reflected a few moments and then said : "It's no use to kick against the police, for they are sure to get the best of me in the end, anyhow." "You are wise," assented Harry, drily: "The easiest way is the best way," Simpson went on. "If we go to law, it is going to cost me money, anyway. I'll show you the things. If they are stolen, why, all I can ask of you is to try to catch Evans and Jones and try to recover the amount I advanced them on these jewels." "We've got them both in j&il now," said the boy, "and each one had double the amount of money you advanced them, when they were searched in the police station." "Then I'm safe," said the pawnbroker, in relieved tones as a smile 'chased the gloomy look from his face. "Should .)'OU seize the jewels, I'll get out an attachment against the oney they left with the police captain to reimburse myself. therefore, won't lose much beyond the legal fees and the terest I might have got for the loan." That straightened out the matter to his entire satls. faction, and he called in a clerk and told him to produce the pledges. Harry drew out his note-book. The boy had an account of the jewels written in it, and when the clei.;k brought in the pledges the Bradys care fully examined them and looked at the numbers stamped on them. Eight were hiJge diamond sunbursts, and two were lace pins. They were worth at least $500 apiece, but the pawn broker had advanced each of the crooks one thousand dollars apiece on the jewelry. With magnifying glasses the officers found stamped on each article a tiny number. These numbers were from 32 to 41, with a small x on each Harry searched through his book and finally found this entry: "Twenty diamond sunbursts, numbered from 30 to 50." The weights and values followed. By means of this key the boy quickly discovered that the jewels before them were part of the proceeds of the robbery of the safe in Mr Fox's office, and he said: "Mr. Simpson, they are part of the swag. See the s e entries." The pawnbroker glanced at the numbers and sighed "You are right," he assented. "Going to take th e m now?" "No. We have always found you to be a gentleman anJ we are going to give you every chance in the world to saYc your money. We'll leave the jewelry with you until you are secured. How does that suit you?" "Gentlemen, I appreciate your generosity." The Bradys then left him. After lunch they went up Lexington Avenue to Sadie Fox's house. The girl met them in the parlor, clad in deep mourning. "I am glad to see you," she said to them, pleasantly. "Have you found out yet who killed my father?" "Not yet," replied Harry, "but we have discovered about five thousand dollars' worth of the jewelry stolen from his safe It may ultimately lead us to the villain who made away with him, and we hope it may serve as a clew to the recovery of the rest of the stolen woper t y." "I hope it will," said the girl, earnestly "How are you making out about your father's business?" asked Harry, curiously "I've got it going again." "Who is running it for you?" "A gentleman who has my confidence." "Then he is making it pay you?" "Handsomely. But I will soon be relieved of tl:r anxiety of trying to carry on that business." "In what way, 1 Miss Fox?" "I'm going to get married." "To whom?" "Mr. Denton." "Then he came back from Den'\\er ?" "Several days ago."


12 THE BRAJ.l)YS IN 1 THE DENS OF NEW\ YU.UA. "When are you going to get married?" "In one year. When I am out of mourning." "And you expect him to relieve you of the business?" "Yes. I intend to ask him to take charge of it." "At once?" "Well, in a short time." "I hope the gentleman will prove worthy of you." "Thank you, Mr. Brady, he will. My poor father was sadly mistaken in his estimate of the man. Ralph is a good fellow and he fairly idolizes me-but what brings you here to-day?" "We had the river dragged in hopes of finding the miss ing head from your father's body," returned Harry, "but an entire lack of success compelled us to give up the search." "Then there is no hope of recovering it?" "Not unless it is cast up by the tide." "You came here to tell me this?" "We did." "Then I must abandon all hope of recovering it?" "We think so." Just then there came a ring at the front door-bell, and a minute later the servant came in with a young man and said: "Mr. Ralph Denton." She departed, and the detectives glanced curiously at the new arrival. He was of medium siz'e, slenderly built and wore a stylish, dark-blue suit, patent leather shoes, and tan-colored gloves. Denton had a clean-shaven face, with a bluish tinge where his beard should have been, a pair of keen, dark eyes were sunk on each side of an acquiline nose, and his hair was cut short. He was a dashing, good-looking fellow, of polished politeness and was apparently a person of refinement. With a bow to the Bradys, he showed his even white teeth in a smile a the girl, and said, in low, even "Sadie, I am pleased to see you. I hope I am not intruding." "Oh, Ralph!" said the girl, with a blush, "I am so glad you have called. Permit me to introduce you to Old and Young King Brady. These gentlemen are Secret Service detectives." "How do you do, gentlemen?" said Denton, pleasantly, as he shook hands with the officers. "I hope your call here does not indicate any further trouble for Miss Fox?" "On the contrary,'' replied Old King Brady, "we have just brought her the agreeable news that we have recovered some of the jewelry stolen from her father before he was killed." Ralph Denton gave a start and frowned. The subject was evidently disagreeable to him. After a moment's reflection, he asked, rather abruptly: "Where did you get the jewels?" "At a Bowery pawnbroker's," replied Harry. "And the party who pawned them?" "Two thieves, whom we have in jail." 1 Indeed! And who are they?" "Skin Evans and Big Bill Jones." "What!" fairly shouted Denton, with a startled look. The Bradys were amazed at the man's evident agitation over ills receipt of this information, and they gazed at him keenly. He was glaring at them with an ugly scowl. Old King Brady caught his glance sternly, and de manded: "Mr. Denton, of what interest is it to you that we have those two particular crooks, I'd like to know?" The young man colored and looked confused. Finally he answered, in tones of assumed carelessness : "No interest \Vhatever so far as those particular indi viduals are concerned. But I am glad to learn that at least some of Miss Fox's property has been recovered." Old King Brady was not satisfied with this explanation, for the man's agitation was aroused by the persons ar rested. He instantly became suspicious of Denton. "See here, sir,'' said he, pointedly, "to say the least, your excitement over the arrest of those two men was re markable. Are you acquainted with them?" ''No. That's a preposterous question. How could I know such low scoundrels, more particularly as I've only just returned from the West?" said Denton, coolly. "You acted as if they were friends of yours and as if you were horrified over their arrest." "My dear fellow, your imagination is running away with you," said Denton, pityingly. "Oh, no, it isn't. We deal with cold facts," bluntly said the old detective. "And mark you, sir, we won't forget this curious incident in a hurry. Good afternoon." And the Bradys bowed and left the house. CHAPTER VIII. THE PEOULIAR ACTIONS OF MR. DENTON. "Harry," said Old King Brady, when they reached the street, "I am of the opinion that Ralph Denton is not only acquainted with Evans and Jones, but that he was alarmed about their arrest." "His actions betrayed that fact plainly enough," said the boy, gravely. "I was watching him closely, and I observe the deep agitation he showed when we told how we arreste the crooks." "Considering how suspicious that fact is,_'' said 01 King Brady; with a thoughtful frown, "don't you thin it would be a good thing for you and I to shadow tha gentleman from the West and find out of what his int.ere in those crooks consists?" "We had better do so at once, then," replied the boy, "fo we know where he is now and can easily get on his trac by waiting around here until he .comes out of Sadie Fox' house." Get around the corner there and we will carry ou


THE1 'BRADYS IN THE .D:iNS OF NEW YORK. 13 your suggestion," said the old detective, briskly. "There's no time like the present. We must strike while the iron is hot. If Denton is not what :\le pretends to be we should know it as soon as possible, to put Sadie Fox on her guard against him." They went around into Tw.enty-eighth Street. Here they lurked for several hours. It was after dark before Denton came out, and they saw him cross over and walk rapidly toward Third Avenue. He passed within a few feet of the detectives who were hiding in a hallway, and after he was some distance off they glided from their covert and pursued him. In the hall the detectives had changed their appearance by assuming disguises they wore under their ordinary cos tumes. They now appeared to be a couple of naval officers, and the false hair they wore on their heads and faces com pletely concealed their identity. Denton soon reached Third A venue Here he boarded a car going downtown, riding on a front seat. 'rhe Bradys ran after the car and caught it on the next corner, where it stopped to let a passenger alight. Getting on the rear platform they were carried along with the man they were shadowing, until they reached Hester Street. t Denton got off the car and walked swiftly westward The detectives were after him in a twinkling, on the other side of the street, and he did not seem to notice them. Four blocks were traversed and he paused on the corner of Baxter Street. They were then in one of the most dangerous localities in New York. It was a district made up of Jews, negroes, Chinamen, Italians and Syrians of the lowest type. Dimly illuminated, lined with dilapidated old rookeries, reeking with filth and peopled with ruffians, the neighbor hood was of such evil repute that honest men seldom ven tured there at night. Fights, murders and other crimes were of daily occur rence. Despite this fact, Denton, richly and stylishly clad, was going up Baxter Street, exposing a heavy gold watch chain, a diamond stud and a magnificent diamond ring. He seemed to pe careless of his surroundings. The detectives followed, amazed at his audacity, and wondering what business could bring him to such a vile neighborhood. "He's a mysterious man," Harry muttered. "There must be a reason for his absence of fear." "What do you attribute it to?" "Familiarity with his surroundings, of course." Just then Denton passed in the light of a street lamp and the puller-in of a cheap clothing store pounced on him. There were few words passed. Denton struck the capper with his fist, knocking him down, and strode on without taking the trouble to look back at the man." "Cool," lau ghed Old King Brady. "He's ready-witted enough." "Where in thunder can he be going?" "Nowhere decent, that's a cinch Just then two ruffians s kulking in a doorway saw the fl.ash of Denton's jewels, and crouched back in the gloom. When he arrived opposite them, like ferocious beasts of prey they leaped out at him, and be sprang back and laughed. One of these brutes had a sandbag upraised to knock Denton's brains out, but the man said something to them, and the pair slunk away like a couple of whipped dogs. The amazement of the detectives increased. "He's fearless," Old King Brady commented. "Those men obey him, all right," added Harry, sig nificantly. "See where be is going now-into the Red Light." The old detective referred to a resort in an old wooden shanty with a peaked roof and dormer windows. Some of the worst crooks in Gotham hung out in that place, and the Bradys were perfectly aware of that fact. "Such a den of infamy for a man like him to enter!" the old detective could not help exclaiming. "What does it mean?" "Shall we follow him in?" "We ain t rigged right for that den." "There's no time now to change our looks." "We'll have a fight before we get out of there, then." "That don't worry me any, Old King Brady." "Come along, then. I can stand it if you can They passed through the door, went around a green screen and found themselves in the midst of a densecloud of smoke Through this pall they could di s tinguish the spectra l figures of men moving about and lounging at tables. Most of them were gambling, and curses and blows were of frequent occurrence when one crook got the other's money. It took the blinking detectives a few minutes to get used to the dense smoke and distinguish anything definite. The sight was anything but pleasant. Half a dozen ruffians were around them in an instant, under the impression that they were a couple of naval Jack ies ashore for a spree, and with pockets filled with money. A scarred face villain, with an evil fac"e, patted Harry on the back with one hand, tried to lift out bis watch with the other, and cried, in jocular tones: "Well, well, well! If here ain't my old friend Bob from the navy. How are you, old messmate? Come and have a--" Smack! went Harry's hand against his jaw, interrupt ing him. He fell back, and the young d e tective cried, angrily: "The next time you try to pinch a ticker, don't go so clumsy about it. Who else wants a smack in the jaw?" "He's a fly duck," growled one of the others, and the rest fell back. The scarred faced man arlise, rubbed his face ruefully o.


14 THE BRADYS IN DENS OF NEW yoRK. few mom e n ts a n d s udd e nl y ru s h e d awa y into the fog of S llloke. He had quite e nou g h of Youn g King Bra d y The y were lookin g for Ralph D e nton and wondering he cam e into this horribl e d en. Whe n they reach e d the r e ar o f th e r oom they saw him s p e aking to sev e r a l v e ry tou g h-looking c i t izen s But whe n the d e tectives dr e w n e ar e r to th em, with the hope of eavei;;droppin g, D ento n a nd th e four thug s dropp e d their voices to a whi s p e r "Do you recognize hi s companion s ?" a s k e d Harry, in low tones. "I o ught to, resp onde d Old Kin g Brady, grimly "I've had the pl e a sure of arresting e v e r y one of the m at some p e riod of ih eir c a reer s Th e r e's Buc k Murray, Wash K e rry m a n Y a nk Pugsley and Jim Friday. E v e r y one of the m ar e not e d thieves of variou s t y pes, a nd I d o ubt if there ar e four mor e des p e rat e men in th e world." "De nton seems to b e on v e ry fri e ndl y t e rm s with the m." "Too fri e ndly for one pre tendin g to be a d e cent man." "Lf't 's watch the m." Th e y s unk into a seat and the four crooks kept on talking for a whil e longer, and the n they heard D e nton say: "Be c a r e ful now!" "De p e nd on u s," repli e d Murray. Denton t h e r e upon arose and l e ft the place. "Follow him!" whi s p e r e d Old King Brady. "What ar e you going to do?" "Re m a in and the s e crooks." 'rhey mu s t be up to mischief." ".Just wha t I suspect." Away glid e d Harry, and he s oon di s appeared in the smoke. Old King Brad y remained behind to watch the four men, for he recogniz e d them as some of Captain Jack s gang, and meant to arrest them at the fir s t opportunity. Harry soon. caught view of D e nton. The boy track e d him to Union Squar e and saw him loit ering out s ide of one of the the atres. In a few minutes two e legantly dressed eld e rly ladies came out and D e nton bowe d and acc o s t e d them. 'l'hey seeme d to know him. A moment later w ent away with them, and Young King Brady followed the trio. CHAPTER IX. ATTA C KED BY THUGS. Ralph D e nton and the two j e w e l-b e d e cked old ladies boarded a Madi s on avenu e car and rod e uptown. Harry was in the s am e c ar, keenl y wat c hing them and list e ning to the animat e d conve r s ation they were carry ing Oii. "I am gla d we ar e s toppin g at th e same boarding house with you, one of the ladies was saying to D e nton. "It was so kind of you to-day to offer to meet us after the show was over and escort us home "My only regret, Mrs. Smith," gallantly replied Den ton, "was that my private business precluded the possi bility of my going to the theatre with you early in the e v e ning. The best I could do under the circumstances, the refore, was to proffer my escort for you back home when you lert the theatre "The worst of being a widow," laughed the other lady, "is that. one must rely upon the kind attentions of on e' s fri e nd

THE BRADYS IN THE DENS qF NEW YORK. 15 .At the same moment Harry reached the fo:it of the stairs his partner appeared at the head of them. He, too, grasped a pistol. The boy now recognized the four assailants of the two ladies as the same crooks Denton had been with in the Five Points den Old King Brady in following them had been led to the same spot Harry had gone to. The detectives had the crooks hemmed in between them, and when the radys saw each other they were startled. They covered the crooks with their weapons "Release those ladies!" Harry yelled at them I Startled, the crooks complied, and their victims rushe

l ( 16 THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. CHAPTER X. ACCUSING DENTON. A slight pallor mounted the young man.'s face, and he paused, hesitatingly eyed Harry keenly a moment, and asked: "What do you want?" "Do you recognize me?n asked Harry. He took off his disguise. Denton peered at. him a moment, and then asked in startled tones: "Ain't yon Young King Brady?" "Yes." "And this man?" "ls my partner.'' "You were disguised?" We were, j nst to wa tell you." "To watch me?" "Yes, sir. We shadowed you after you left Miss Fox's house." "For what?" "i>\T e are suspicious of you." "Nonsense!" "You betrayed deep concern over the arrest of Evans and Jones." "Oh, you are mistaken, Mr. Brady." "If that fact was sus,Picious, it was nothing in compari son with the suspicion your later actions aroused in us." "To what are you referring to now?" "When you left Miss Fox you went into one of the worst dens in New York, near the Five Points. We saw you there holding a confidential talk with Buck Murray, Wash Kerryman, Yank Pugsley and Jim Friday. They are the most notorious fiim-flam men in the city. You parted with them, and went to the theatre, where you got two ladies laden with jewelry. I trailed you. My partner trackeJ the four crooks. You know how you and the two crooks met them in the tunnel. It was to all in tents and purposes a put-up job. We believe you told those crooks you would be at the 38th street station in the tunnel at a certain hour. You were to leave the ladies in their power to be robbed; but we spoiled your little game." "What!" shouted Denton, in seeming indignation "Me a capper for guns? Say, what do you take me for, any way?" Harry smiled and shrugged his shoulders "A crook," he exclaimed coolly. "How dare you say that?" excitedly demanded Denton. "Posing as a gentleman, you seem to be a crook on the quiet," asserted the boy. icy our actions prove it." "I'm a dee:ent, resp ectable man, I'll have you to understand." '"rhat's all rot." "1 defy you to prove that I ain't." "Well, I'll accept the challenge." c'Go ahend, then." "How do you account fdr being on such intimate teTI\ls with those thieves?" demanded the boy. "I haven't got to account to you for my actions!" haughtily answered Denton. "It's none of your con founded business what I do. You are simply trying to trump up a case against me, and I ain't going to stand for it-see?',. "Your doings may interest Miss Fox." "See here,'' shouted Denton wildly; "don't you dare to go and tell that young lady anything about my private business, or, by heavens, I'll make it hot for you!" "If you are a crook she ought to be put on her guard against you," said Harry. "Brady," exclaimed Denton, who was now as pale as death, "if you blackmail me I'll sue you for damages-I'll have you broke-I'll shoot you!" "Hush! Don't talk like a fool," replied the boy. "In the discharge of our duty we are empowered to do almost anything. Should we discover that you are a capper for those crooks you'll ll'ake up some fine morning and find yourself in jail." The man glared angrily at the boy for a moment By a mighty effort he controlled, his agitation. A cold, sneering smile began to creep over his face, and he said, in low, sarcastic tones: "I'm not goi n g to quarrel with you, for I might hurt your feelings. It's pretty evident you think I'm an angel. But I'll tell you this very frankly: If I catch you inter fering with me, I'll fill your carcasses so full of lead that you'll look like a sieve." This threat was accompanied by a shake of his finger, and a dark look left no doubt of liis sincerity. Harry laughed at him. "You've had your warning," said the boy "Now, look out!ll Denton ran up the front stoop, and paused at the top "I see there's going to be war between us,'' said he; ''and I'll bet you'll get the worst end of it before you get through." He thereupon passed into

THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. They realized that Denton feared the effect of what they might tell the girl about his peculiar actions .i.ll.nding they could not do anything there they de -parted. "He has outwitted us," laughed Harry. "Only temporarily," replied Old King Brady. "That man is not straight, just as old Mr. Fox thought. "Just my opinion, Harry He gave himself away." "The girl should be warned ere she marries him." "Plenty of time for that. She won't marry him until she is out of mourning for her father." "Can't tell. He may prevail upon her to do so." "That depend s upon how much influence he has over her. "Well, we'll try to put her on her guard." They went down to headquarters and had a talk with the chief, who quite agreed with their estimate of Denton. At nightfall they called at a noted den in Bleecker street It was a resort for all kinds of crooks. Ostensibly the place was a French restaurant, but the detectives knew that the rooms downstairs were used by some of the worst crooks as a gambling den. Passing through the restaurant, they went down a flight of stairs into the cellar. It was a low place, fitted up with card tables at which some games of poker were being played A gang of crooks were shooting craps in a corner, and at a faro table some ruffians were sta king various sums of money. The place was poorly lit, and ?S the Bradys were clothed in rough garments, wigs, and had their faces smudged with soot, they looked as disreputable as any one in the den. A glance around the cellar showed the Bradys a number of well-known crooks, and among them they saw Murray and Kerryman at the faro table Just as the detectives strode over to seize them, they saw the pair leave the table, and heard Buck growl: "I'm busted.' "So am I," added Wash. "Got to make a raise." CHAPTER XI. TOLD BY 'l'HE TELEPHONE. Thinking the two crooks were going to disclose the pl ot they intended to work on some unfortunate victim, the Bradys listened intently. They could hear Murray saying: "Where's a public telephone?" "Down the st reet in that cigar store. Why?" "I've got to use it. "Who do you want to call up, Buck?" "Anderson's drug store." "For what?" "To see if Anderson has got any money." "Say. you'll get me all balled up in a minute. Exp l ain." "You come with me, Was h, and you'll get onto my graft." They s tarted for the store. Old King Brady nudged Harry and whispered: "Run ahead and hidi=i in the s tore ahead of them!" "I understand," replied the boy an'fi away he ran Reaching the store, he found the cloor open, glide d in, and got under the counter 1r ithout being seen by the proprietor who 1ras in the back room. A few moments later the two crooks came in. Hearing them. the tobacconist st uck his head out of the back door. "Well?" he demanded. '"l'elephone,'' replied Buck. "Over in the corner "Here'::; the money City call." The cigar dealer took the silver, and Buck sat down at the 'phone, glanced in the book, and took the rece i ver off the hook. "Give me 51--Eighteenth, Central!" he call ed. Presently some one called: "Hello!" "Anderson's drug sto re?" asked Buck. "Yes. Who is that?" "Doctor MeITitt." "How?" "Indeed! I didn't recognize your voice. How are you?" "Come and I'll show you." "First rate, Anderson, first rate." They passed the Bradys, and hastily left the den. "Anything I can do for you, doctor?" "Don't touch them yet," Old King Brady whispered to "Yes; I'd like to ask a favor." t h e boy detective. "We must find a better place than "What is it?" this to nail them. If we attempted it here, the whole "I've got to have one hundred dollars before banking hooting match in the place would take their part, and hours in the morning. Will you cash a check for me?" we'd have more than we could attend to." "Certainly. Fetch it around." ''Hurry after them, then." "Can't; I've got" a patient here; but I can send it to Out they went, and a moment later they caught view of you by my man John. He's quite trustworthy You have the two crooks hurrying down the street only to put the money in an envelope, and give it to him They paused on the corner, and the detectives glided bewith orders to be careful not to lose it." 'n d a baker's wagon standing near, and heard Buck say: "Very well, doctor Send him along " I 'll tell you the game I'm up to in order to raise "He'll be there in quarter of an hour.:' me money, Wash; but I want you to help me." "I'll have the money ready." "I'm so desperate I'd do n.nything for a few bones, "For your kindness I'll send you a nice remembrance ck," replied the other villain from---" \


18 THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. "Oh, never mind about that, doctor." \ in sight of the colored lights in the window of a dru "Well, we'll see, we'll see. Good-by, and many thanks." store Munay rang off. The detectives followed them. Wash had been an interested listener. They saw Buck hand his pal a check, and Wash went A grin overspread his ugly face, and he said: into the store while his partner took up a position close to "Quite a graft." the door. "He bit." Going into the store brazenly, Buck's pal strode over to "Will he do it?" the counter and accosted a bearded man with spectacles. "Yes." "Mr. Anderson?" "Good enough." "I've got a blank check and stylographic pen in my pocket. I'll make out a check and you carry it to him." "That's my name.,; "I'm John, from Doctor Merritt's." "Got the check?" "Very well." "Here it is, sir They left the store, and as the owner had gone back in Wash handed it and Mr Anderson seized him by the wrist. his apartments behind the partition, Harry crept out He saw the villains go into a saloon on the corner. Clinging to the startled villain, the druggist yelled: "Officer! Come---quick!" Old King Brady met the boy. "Well?" heasked eagerly . Out behind p.rescription rmhed a po"l've found out what they are planning," replied Harry, hceman with a club m his hand, and seized Wash by the and he told his partner all that was said. 'I . Leaving Old Kip.g Brady to watch them, he entereu hi s club, threatemngly: the store, found the name of Druggist Anderson in the j If yer budge an mch I ll welt you on ther head md me c:lub telephone hook, and rang him up at once. "Anderson?" he asked. "Buck!" yelled the unlucky Wash. "Run!" "Yes. Who's that?" Peering through the window, Buck saw what a predica" The Bradys-detectives." ment his partner was "Well?" "Defeated!" he gasped. "You are going to be robbed." "By whom?" "I'll tell you. A few moments ago a crook named 1\lur ray called yon up and said he was Doctor Menitt." "'l'he deuce!" you to cash a one hundred dollar check, didn't he?" "Yes." "Well, have a cop ready to grab the man 'John' when he comes in. His real name is Wash Kerryman." "Good Lord!" "The check he will bring is a rank forgery "Are you joking?" "No. Ring up Doctor Merritt. He will tell you that he did not ask you to cash a check '"l'hen I'm to have the messenger arrested?" "Yes He's a fraud. I'll call to see you at once." "Thank you for posting me." Harry rang off and joined his partner. Telling him all that passed, he asked: "Have they emerged from that saloon yet, Old King Brady?" "No. More than likely they are forging the check, Harry." "Shall we scoop them in before they try to pass the check?" "By no means. Let them run right into a trap." They watched and waited. Presently Buck and his pal emerged from the saloon, and going off at a brisk pace toward 3d avenue, tb.ey came Then he started to run away, but rushed straight into the arms of the Bradys, who seized him. "Let me go!" he yelled, struggling to get free. "No, sir. You are our p;risonar," coolly answered Harry. "Your prisoner?" "See here!" said the boy, showing his badge. Buck gave a roar of alarm. "Fly coppers!" he cried. "The Bradys, if you please," Harry said, as he slipped a pair of handcuffs over the man's wrists. "Hang on to him, Harry," said Old King Brady. And he darted into the store. Wash had torn himself free from the policeman's grip, and pulling the club from his hand he gave the officer a blow that sent him reeling unconscious to the floor. Filled with alarm at this unexpected turn of affairs, the druggist. darted behind the prescription partition. Seeing how matters stood, Old King Brady rushed fear lessly at the desper;ite crook, and shouted : "Drop that club, or I'll drop you, Wash!" The villain glared at' him. A pistol was staring him in the face But it did riot alarm the desperate man, for he pulled a revolver out of his hip pocket, and yelled: "You get out of here, or you'll get hurt!" Instead of obeying, Old Kingi Brady rushed right at him. Bang! went Kerryman's revolver. A smot hered cry of pain escaped Old King Brady, and he flung up his arms and fell to the floor, gasping: "I'm shot!"


THE IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 19 CHAPTER XII. FOOLING THE PAWNBROKER. Harry had seen what happened to his partner. It brought a dangerous gleam to his eyes, and an angry pallor to his cheeks. Raising his pistol, he took deliberate aim at Wash, and fued through the doorway. The boy was a dead shot. His bullet hit the crook, and made him yell. Wash fell to his knees, crying frantically: "I'm done for now!" l Over to him rushed young detective, dragging Buck along. "Surrender, confound you!" he cried sternly. "Oh, I'll give in!" groaned Wash, in feeble tones. Harry fastened a pair 0 handcuffs upon his wrists. "You are my prisoner, Wash," he exclaimed. The pistol shots brought a crowd swarming around. Mr. Anderson began applying restoratives to Old King Brady, who had by this time recovered conscio11sness. "What has happened?" be asked, in dazed tones. "You were shot," replied the druggist. "Oh, yes; now I remember." "The ball glanced off your skull, by good luck." "Indeed!" "It merely inflicted a scalp wound." "And knocked me senseless?" "Exactly. I've washed and plastered the wound." "Do I need a doctor?" "I think not." Old King Brady got upon his feet. He was very weak from the shock for a while. Glancing around, he saw the two prisoners, and smiled. "Got them, eh?" he asked Harry. "Without much trouble," replied the boy. "i'm glad of that." "Are you the party who put e on my guard against these crooks?" asked Mr. Anderson of Young King Brady. "We are," answered Harry, using the plural. "I carried out your instructions." "So I observe. By so doing you saved your money. You were certainly one 0 the easiest marks a crook ever stacked up against." "1'his adventure has taught me a good lesson." "Profit by it," said the boy. Harry asked to see them. They were handed over, and the Bradys carefully ex amined them. One taken from Buck called for fifty piece s of jewelry, which had been pledged a f e w days pr e viou s ly. The crook receiv e d two thou s and dollars for them. had been pledged in Bilck's name. A smile crossed Harry\; face, and h e pointed at the pawnbroker's name printed on the ticket, and said: "Mike Goldstein-the fence-in Elizabeth street "You suspect thi s jew e lry may be some of that stolen from Mr. ?fox, don't you?" asked Old King Brady. "I certainly do. We must have a look at it." "He won't show it to you." "I'll trick him into doing so, and then seize it." "How can you do so?" Young' King Brady disclosed his plan. Receiving pcnnission to keep the ticket, Harry said to the sergeant: "We think it calls for some stolen jewels." "I hope the ti c ket will aid you to get them, Harry." "It's bound to." Old King Brady had been thinking. He finally came to a conclusion, and said to Harry: "Isn't it odd that so many members of Captain Jack's gang have tickets for lllr. Fox s stolen jewels?" "Very," the boy assented. "Looks suspicious." "It shows plainly that the members of the very gang we are running down were concerned in the robbery and dis appearance of Tom Fox," replied Harry quietly. "In that case, we can kill two birds with one stone." "Well, I hope so." "This gang must be on friendly terms with the foreign looking man we saw going into Mr. Fox's building with the dagger." "Moreover," added,. the boy, "Ralph Denton, being so intimate with the crook must also be ringing in with the gang. It's a complicated case, Old King Brady." "We will unravel the mystery soon." "Perhaps they, too, have pawn tickets." "By arresting them we may find out." Leaving the police station, the two detective& went home to make their preparations for the next day. Late on the following day, the detectives carefully dis guised themselves to appear as a couple of prosperous, middle-aged business men. Then they gripped their prisoners, and accompanied by the policeman they pushed through the crowd on the Going down to Grand street and crossing over to Eliza-sidewalk, and led the two men away to the nearest police beth, they walked up the s outh side of the street. station. In the middle of the block they pau sed before GoldAfter Wash receiving the care o a doctor, they were s tein's dingy little pawn office, and sized it up. ,locked up, and the Bradys went out in the office to speak The windows were filled with an ass orhnent 0 jewelry to the sergeant in charge. and miscellaneous objects common to s u c h places. "What did you find in their pockets?" Harry asked him. It was a small, dirty-looking d e n, with drawn curtains, The police sergeant enumerated a list of articles. so no one could look inside from the street. Among them were some pawn tickets. The detectives pu s hed the door o pen, and a bell rang.


r .. 'l'HE BRADYS I:& ''l'HE DENS OF NE YORK. . They found in little office containing I a counter, behmd which were mnumerable pigeon holes CHAPTER XIII. filled with bundles. Behind a small desk at one end of the counter sat GoldIN THE TOILS. stein. He was a little old Jew, with a big hook nose, thin whisThe pawnbroker frantically rushed to the door, an kers and a bald head, and he furtively sized up the Bradys, seeing the two Bradys walking away, he dashed after and demanded: them. "Vat yer vant?" "Are you Mr. Goldstein?" asked Harry. "Yah. Dot ish mine name." Harry handed him the ticket taken from Buck. "Do you remember this loan?" asked the boy. "Fer sure I do," replied Goldstein, eyeing Hany sus piciously. "Vhere yer got it? I didn't vhas loan you dot monish.'' Ri1shing up behind the pair, he seized them by their arms. "Bolice! Bolice!" he yelled wildly. "Let go!" roared Old King Brady. "Are you insane?" "Gief me mein shewlry beck!" screamed Goldstein. "It is stolen property," replied Harry. "You would never have given it .up if we had not duped you. Now that we have got hold of it, W intend to keep it, old fel low." "I bought the ticket from a man named Mur.ray." "Oh," said the Jew. "I see." "I haf you arrested." "We are going to redeem that jewelry." "Nonsense. We are officers ourselves." "Yah. Bud yer bay me mein inderest?" "Dot don't make no ti:fference. I dell de gommissioners "Certainly. How much i s it?" on you. Dot seddles id. You vhas von big tief!" "Sixty tollar." A crowd gathered round them. "But that's very dear--" Many were Jews. "Dose vhas mine rates yet alretty." Goldstein spoke to them appealingly. "Very well. Produce the stuff." He told them what the detectives had done. "Money firsht," said Goldstein, with a leer. It aroused the wrath of the crowd. Harry pulled a big-wad of bills from his pocket, counted Threats were muttered, and curses yelled at the officers. out two thousand and sixty dollars and the pawnbroker Suddenly one of the bolder ones hit Old King Brady. took the money. That started a fight. Opening a safe, he took out a parcel. The old detective struck back. "Here vhas dot shewlry," said he, handing it over. Instantly the whole crowd jumped in. Harry took the package and opened it. A fierce fight ensued. Inside was an assortment of fine jewelry Beset by ten times their number, and making no effort All the pieces were yet tagged and numbered. to escape, the Bradys fought furiously. Drawing out his book, Harry compared the jewels with Out shot their fists with the force of pile drivers, ard his memoranda, and smiled, as he turned to his partner every time they struck a man he went down. and said: It was a hot fight while it lasted. "More of the ]'ox swag." But it did not last long. "Sure of it?" Overcome by force of numbers, the detectives were fin" Oh, yes." ally knocked down, and iq a moment each had a dozen asked Goldstein. men at him. "Yes. 'These are stolen goods." During the fight Goldstein kept dancing around, yelling "How you know?" encouragement at his companions, and beseeching them "Bern use we are looking for them." to kill the Bradys. "V ell, I lose me nod dings by dot." Among their antagonists, the detectives recognized the "No?" asked Hany, putting the gems in his pocket. faces of several well-known crooks. "Yahl Dot ish so," grinned the pawnbroker. The disguises of the detectives were finally knocked off, "Don't be too sure about that." and their true identity revealed to Goldstein and the "Vhy?" crooks. "Because the money I gave you is counterfeit!" Well knowing the Bradys, it made them wild. A 11 f Many a blow received by the officers was delivered in ye o consternation escaped the jew. He frantically grabbed up the mone 1 d t 't d pure malice for the trouble they had put the crooks in. hls y, g are a 1 an "He1b me!" Goldstein yelled. "Pull dem into mein experienced eye showed him that the boy told th truth. e i shtore. Dey robbed me. I must get me beck mein The money was all counterfeit. When he again turned toward the detectives horrified to find that they had left the store. The crooks grabbed the struggling detectives. Lifting the pair, they rushed them into Goldstein's he was place. The door was banged shut to keep out the crowd.


THE RADYS IN .THE DENS OF NEW YORK. ' What have they got of yourn?" a well known burglar d e m anded the old Jew. "Shewlry mit diamints," Goldstein "We'll git it." He made a motion to his pals, and the package 0f stolen jewelry was ta.ken from the detectives. Before they could dispose of it, the door flew open, and a tall, thin man with a dark beard entered The Bradys instantly recognized as the man w horn they had traced to Mr Fox's office at the time of his mysterious disappearance "Captain Jack!" cried one of the crooks, in startled tones. 'l'he newcomer scowled at them, and then ilemanded sternly : "What ees ze mattair here?" "Dey vhas de Pradys!" exclaimed Goldstein The man looked startled. ''Fasten them!" he exclaimed hastily Unable to resist so many, the detectives had to submit to having their hands and feet bound. When they were secured, they gazed curiously at Cap tain Jack. The man returned their look with interest. "So you are the ma11, eh?" Old king Brady observed. "What map, monsieur?" demanded the newcomer. "The one whom we followed to Tom Fox's office. The one who disappeared with him: It's curious you are the captain of a band of city outlaws, many of whom have pawn tickets for jewels stolen from Fox at the time you and he disappeared." Captain Jack laughed in amused tones "Don't let eet puzzle you any longair," said he coolly, "for I explain ze whole mattair, eef you lilie." "We wish you would." "To begin, you chase me down to John street, you say?" "Yes; from City Hall Park." "And saw me go in Fox's office?'; "Exactly "You heard ze :fight we had?" "We did." "An d found Fox, ze jewelry and myself gon e?" "That's it exactly. "What you suppose became of us?" "Can't say." I tell you. We !\11 went out ze window." "Leading into the little courtyard?" "Yes." "First you robbed the safe?" I didn't do anything of ze kind." "Who did?" O ne of my men." "Where was he?" "In ze building in ze rear "Well ?" "He open ze iro n win dow shutte r s wi z ze aid o f s ome of his pals A plank was thrust from ze win dow they occupied to z e w indo w of.. Fo x s office I carry Fo x ovair ze plank wiz ze aid of one of my men. Ano t h ai r s eize z e jewelry Hearing you coming, he left his jo b unfin ished, and join us Ze plank was hastily withdrawn and ze iron shuttairs closed. We saw you through a small hole in ze shuttair. While you were all stewing ovair ze mattair we our escape." "Was Mr. Fox killed?" "No." "But he was murdered afterward "How you know?" "We found his body in the river "You did, eh?" "Yes; and a couple of your gang set it a.float." "I'm sure I didn't kill him "We can't prove you did." "Don't you know he went home aftair ze r obbery?" "Yes--cillpy-from some drug you gave him." "Very true," laughed Captain Jack. "We d o s e him s o he would not remember anything about what h app e n." "Then that accounts for his queer actions "Undoubtedly." "Hadn't you a hand in his death?" "No, indeed!" "Do you know who did?" "No, I don't. I don't know zat he ees dead." "But we found his body in the river "Are you sure eet was his?" "Yes." '"Why?" "Simply because his own daughter identified it." "Pretty good evidence, Monsieur." "We think so." Captain Jack now turned to his companions. Pointing down at the Bradys, he said: "Zese men are our sworn enemies It ees to our interest to put zem where zey will nevair do us any harm again." "Kill 'em!" growled one of the crooks. "Ze authorities could hang us for zat." "What's ter be did, then?" "As zey seem to be insane, I'm going to put zem in an asylum. Zere zey will not only be properly restrained, but we will nevair b; bothered wiz zem again Call a coach, one of you. I'll attend to zeir case." One of the men hurried out. The detectives were then blindfolded and gagged. When this was done the carriage arrived, and the officer11 were put in the vehicle with Captain Jack. 'l'he driver was given directions Away dashed the carriage, and the detectives were l eft to won der what their fate was to be. CHAPTER XIV. FIGHTING T O ESCAPE Stripped of their cl othing, and clad in a miser a bl e s ui t of blue jeans, the B radys on the foll owing day fo u n d


T BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW ) YORK. themselves the inmates of a private sanitarium on the outskirts of New York. By liberally paying the unscrupulous doctor who owned the place, the villainous Captain Jack had easily secured the incarceration of his most implacable foes. Locked in a huge corridor, upon which the bedrooms opened, the detectives were compelled to mingle with a dozen or more miserable lunatics, and were treated as two of them. A burly keeper had charge of the ward. Indignant at the position in which they were placed, Old King Brady on the following morning approached this man, and stopping him he said: "Say! Do you know that we are sane men?" "Of course yez are," assented the keeper to humor him. "We are no more crazy than you are." "Any one can see that, me boy," proceeded the keeper, who thought they were really crazy men. "Do you know who we are?" "I do not." "We are the Bradys-two Secret Service detectives." "Oh, yez are, hey?" "Yes, and we want to get out of here." "Oh, so yez shall, later on." Old King Brady sized the man up in disgust. He saw very plainly that the keeper thought he was a maniac, and was merely trying to humor what he supposed was a crazy whim. "When the doctor who runs this establishment comes in," said he with dignity, "I want you to send him to me, do you hear?" "All right, I will,'' replied the keeper, good naturedly. "Now, be good. Run over to ther window, an' amuse yer self lookin' out." And so saying he walked away. The Bradys met, and Harry remarked: "Can't findi a means of escaping." "Have you searched the whole place?" "Yes. It's all very well guarded." "We must get a.way, Harry." ''l don't see much chance." "It may turn up." \ "Evidently Captain Jack paid to have us kept here." "No doubt about it." They kept away from the drivelling idiots and raving maniacs, and toward noon saw the head doctor enter He examined some of the patients, and reached the Bradys. "Are you the boss here?'' asked Harry. "I am. Wha t do you want?" "Our liberty." "You won't get it.H "What right have you tc keep us here against our wish?" "My dear fellow, yo and your friend are now lunatics. You are to be treated as such. It won't do you a particle of good to revolt. You can't possibly get away." "What long chances of arrest you run." / "That's my business." "'l'hen we can get no encouragement from you?'' "None whatever." "You may regret this." "I may; but I doubt it. If you become refractory, we will lock you in cells, and beat you." "'l'hat's a nice prospect." "Behave, and you will have no trouble with me." "Very well. We'll have to make the best of a bad bar gain, I suppose," sighed Old King Brady, in resigned tones. A smile of satisfaction crossed the doctor's face. He thought he had them subdued already, and it pleased him. Striding away, he examined some other patients. The moment the Bradys were alone Harry said: "It's useless for us to hope to get out of here by fair means." "We'll have to force our way out, Harry." "The keeper carries a bunch of keys, which pass him oM of this department We must get them." "Wait till to-night." "Going to tackle him?" "Of course I am." They remained very quiet all the rest of the day, but carefully laid their plans to escape jrom the asylum. Night finally arrived. At nine o'clock every one was in bed. One hour later the Bradys arose and met. Harry peered out the door into the corridor. The night keeper, armed with a club, was sitting in a chair at the end of the hall dozing "If there's much noise," whispered Harry, "it will arouse all the patients, and there will be the deuce to pay.'' "Then make al1 the noise you can." "Why?" "Because if the patients are aroused, and the keepers have to contend with them, it will give us more freedom to escape from here," replied Old King Brady. Harry pondered. He liked the idea. "You are right," he muttered. "Are you ready?" "Yes. Go ahead; I'll follow." They t:rept out into the hall like twin shadows. Softly making their way toward the keeper, they crept close to the wall, and soon within a few yards of him. lJnfortunately the creaking of a board in the floor under Harry's knee aroused him, and caused him to sit up. He stared around. As his glance fell upon the two creeping detectives he bounded to his feet, and rushed towa.rd them. "Who's that?" he roared. "The jig is up, Harry." "Tackle him together, Old King Brady." Up they jumped, and made a wild rush for the man. Old King Brady reached him first, and seizing him by


THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 23 the lapels of his coat he suddenly pulled the coat down, as if he were going to strip it off the keeper's body. Once it was off the man's shoulders, his arms were bound so he could not use them very well. Bang! went Old King Brady's fist against his face, and the keeper gave a yell and fell down. Down on him went Old King Brady, and in a moment he had the man's keys and revolver. Harry seized the c lub. Aroused by the man's yells, all the lunatic s in the ward came flocking out into the corridor. Their cries aroused the entire institution. "Run for the door, Harry!" panted Old King Brady. "Help! Help!" howled the keeper. Together the Bradys dashed over to the door, and Harry began to fit the keys in the lock to unfasten it. Seeing they were intent upon escaping, the keeper ran toward the pair, but Old King Brady brought him to a sudden halt by aiming the revolver at him, and shouting: "Stand back, there, or I'll kill you!" 'l'he man recoiled. Just then Harry succeeded in opening the door. "Come on!'' he cried. Out into a hall they rushed. The doctor ahcl some of his assistants were coming up the stairs, but the impetuous rush of the detectives carried them off their feet, and se;nt them tumbling down the steps again. b.t the bottom of the stairs the Bradys l eaped over the of the swearing, struggling mass of humanity. Ahead w'aS a door. "Stop, there!" yelled the doctor, frantically. Bang! Bang! went the pistol, a;; Old King Brady fired over the doctor's head to scare him. Just then the lunatics, finding the door open, came swarming from the corridor, and rushed downstairs. Compelled to drive them back, the doctor and his keep ers attacked and drove them up the stairs again. '.raking advantage of this diversion, the Bradys ran to the front door, opened it, and dashed into the garden. The doctor's carriage stood at the door. Into it leap ed the Bradys. Hurling the negro coachman out, they started the horse, and went tearing away just as the doctor and his keepers came running out the front door. CHAPTER XV. EXPOSING DENTON. Inside of one hour the Bradys reached the city, and put the doctor's horse and carriage in a livery stable. From there they went home and got rid of the miserable jean unif01ms they had been compelled to wear. Alone in their cosy apartments_ they sat down to discuss all the events which had led up to the present state of affairs. "We have thus far ascertained several facts beyond a doubt," said Harry. "Captain Jack, the leader of the gang of city bandits we are after, is identical with the : Frenchman who caused T om Fox to vanish from his John street office. He admitted it in Goldstein's." "Not only that," said Old King Brady, "but the fact that we found pawn tickets for some of the missing jewelry in the possession of Evans, Jones, Murray and Kerryman proves conclusively that the jew elry was divided among the gang. Each o n e received his share. The crooks fm, mediately pawned their booty to raise money. By gam, bling they as promptly lost all they gained." "Goldstein got back the package we got from him by means of the counterfeit money," said Harry. "And as Captain Jack and some of his gang were in that Elizabeth street joint at the time, and aided Goldstein to recover the jewelry, it's plain they are friends of the old fence." "Of course,'' assented Old King Brady. "The most curious feature about the whole case, however, is that Ralph Denton is on such friendly terms with that gang of crooks. We saw positive proof of the night he so boldly defied and subdued the crooks around Five Points, and his subsequent intimacy with the four crooks puts him under my susp i cion. We must notify Sadie ]'ox not to marry that man from Denver. Her poor old father's suspicions of Denton were correct I'm sure he's a crook, or e lse he is in league with crooks." "He was badly frightened when we threatened to tell the girl, and he threatened to kill us if we did, you may remember." "So he did. But that won't deter me." "l hope itj won't. It would be a pity for s uch a nice girl to link her life with the kind of a scou ndrel such as Denton proved himself to be when he lured those two ladies into the hands of the four thieves in the tunnel.,; "Oh, we can prevent that; but what I would most like to do would be to find out how Tom Fox met his death in the river and lost his head." "That may yet come to light. To-morrow we had better swear out a warrant for the doctor of the sanitarium where we were confined, and make him pay the penalty of b eing bribed by Captajn Jack to hold u s prisoners there under the pretext that we were a couple of luRati cs." The detectives finally retired. On the following day they had Kerryman and Murray sent to the Tombs to join Jones and Evans. The dmggist whom they tried to swindle with the forged check appeared against the pair, and secured their convict ion. When the Brady s left the court, late in the afternoon, they proceeded straight to the residence of Sadie Fox. She met them very graciously, and said: "I was wondering what became of you." "We called here, but learned that you had left the city," Harry answered. "You went off with Mr. Denton


, 24 THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. "Oh, I w1als to visit relatives in Buffalo, and he merely put me aboard the cars," she replied. "You just got back?" "Yesterday." "Where is Denton now?" "I expect him here at any moment." "We would like to see the gentleman." "Your wish will be granted," said the girl, pointing out ilie parlor window, "for here he comes now, Mr. Brady." "His call was most opportune." Just then Denton rang. A servant ushered him in. When he saw the Bradys a startled cry escaped him. He recoiled a few steps, glared at them, and stammered : "What! You here?" "You don't seem pleased to meet us," laughed Harry grimly. "I can't say I am. Remember what I told you!" "What do you mean-not to tell Miss Fox what a cowardly villain you are?" asked Young King Brady, taunt ingly. "Sir!" roared Denton wrathfully. "Oh, I mean every word I say, Miss Fox!" "Well?" asked the girl in alarm. "That man," said the boy, pointing at Denton, "must never be your husband. He is a scoundrel!" "What!" gasped the a sto nished girl. "He is in league with one of the mos t desp e rate gang of thugs in New York," said Harry, emphatically. "Y<>u lie, Brady, you know you lie!" cried Denton furiously. "No, I don't. I can prove it. We saw you associating with some of the lowest thieves in New York. We saw you lure two old ladies into their power to be robbed. In short, Mr. Ralph Denton, we know you. This girl shall never blight her life linking it with yours if we can stop it." "I defy you." "And we accept the challenge." "So be it." "Miss Fox, did you hear what I said?" "Yes; but this is dreadful," faltered the girl. "Brady," yelled Denton angrily, "you get out of here." "Do you own this house?" "No; but--" "No buts about it. We brand you a liar, a coward, and a crook. You are a two-faced sco undrel. You played the gentleman by day and the villain by night. You are no good!" An angry growl escaped the man. He scowled at Harry, and darted toward him. Old King Brady was on the alert, and sprang between them. "No fighting here, Denton!" be cried. "I'll kill that boy!" hissed the angry man. "Remember, you are in the presence of a lady." Recovering, Denton took off his hat to Sadie. "Pardon me. I'm quick tempered,'' he exclaimed. "You are quite excusable, Ralph," answered the girl sweetly. "Won't you believe in me?" "I shall until I am convinced differently." "Tha.nk you. These fellows, for some reason, have taken an intense dislike to me. They are hounding me, and trying to make me appear a villain in your eyes." "We are simply telling the young lady the truth," in terposed Harry coolly. "We know you are no good, and we are determined that she shall not ruin her life by marrying you." "You'll have your labor for your pains!" hissed Denton savagely. "She believes in me, as you'll find out yet "Oh, we'll show her the error of doing so before it is too late," said Harry. "You can fool people a while, but you can't fool them all the time." "This is very distressing," said Sadie, in nervous tones. "We s hall not keep it up," replied Harry. "Next time we see you, Miss Fox, I hope we be able to back up our assertions against this man with pretty good evi dence." They bowed to her, gave Denton a glassy stare, and withdrew. Once in the street, Old King Brady laughed and said: "We've put her on her guard, anyway. She will always have a suspicion of Denton now, and will want his v;i.ndication." "He is undoubtedly a bad man,'' Harry answered," and I think we will be able to show her that he is not what he represents himself to be. Which way now?" "To get a warrant for the doctor of the sanitarium, and see if he has got any more sane people locked up in his place. I'm going to raid the asylum." "Take along some officers?" "Yes. Half a dozen. I'm convinced that if he would keep us there, knowing we were sane, he would do the same to others." They procured the necessary warrant I Going down to headquarters and explaining to the chief what they intended to do, he gave them half a dozen detectives. Old King Brady gave them their instructions When this was done, they depl!rted. Within an hour they reached the private asylum, and Harry rang the front door bell for admittance. One of the keepers opened the door. They seized and secured him. Led by Old King Brady, the officers made a rush for the doctor's office, and dashed into the room. The rascally physician was there, and he gave a cry of alarm when he saw who hii> callers were. CHAPTER XVI. WHO TH.E PRISONER WAS. "Good gracious!" the doctor gasped. "You here,


THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 2 5 "Yes; and we want you," Harry answered in grim tones. "For what?" "To go to jail, of course." A deathly pallor overspread the doctor's face. -Realizing what a serious position he was in, he gasped: "You mean to arrest me, eh?" "Exactly. Surrender, now, or you'll regret it." doors, and a man behind one of them began shouting to t-hem: "Help! Help! Help!" "All right. We'll be with you in a moment," answered Harry. As he .flashed the light of his lantern upon the man, he saw that he was dad in a ragged jean suit and an old. shirt. "No, no!" he groaned, recoiling when he saw the hand cuffs. His face was pale and covered by a scrubby beard, and J1is head was bald on top, and covered at the sides by gray seized hair. "Old King Brady, grab him!" cried the boy. The old detective sprang at the physician and him. For a brief space of time there was a terrific struggle, but the old detective got a wrestler's grip on his man and hurled him down. Upon him fell the detective, and pinned him to the ground. "I.Jet me up!" roared the doctor. "Certainly," answered Old King Brady, handcuffing him. And he seized him by the collar and yanked him upon his feet. Leaving the man in charge of one of the officers, the Bradys went off with the rest to search the asylum. The keepers offered no resistance, and fled. As the detectives knew that all the patients in the ward they had been occupying were really insane, they did not molest them. But they started to search the rest of the building. A few females were found in another ward, but an ex amination of them plainJy showed that they were all crazy. One of the officers now joined the Bradys, and said: "There's a man in the cellar who swears he is being kept there against his will, and begged me to release him I can't get him out, as his cell is locked. See if the doctor has the key Harry searched the prisoD;er's pockets, and found a bunch of keys. Holding them up, he demanded: "Will any of these fit the cell downstairs?" "No," growled the doctor. "Don't go near that patient. He is very violent. He'll injure you, if you let him out." "We intend to smash open the door, then, and run chances on that," replied the boy coolly. "We mean to find out who he is, and why you have got him hidden away down. there." "Don't break the door," hastily said the doctor, who saw that they were determined to get at the man. "It will cost me a lot of money to fix it again. One of my keys will fit the lock. "Which one, you old liar?" "The brass one." ,"Very well. I'll try it. Going downstairs with the detective who found the man, the Bradys passed into the gloomy, damp cellar. Harry lit his dark lantern, and flashed its rays around. At the end of the cellar were a couple of iron-bound Selecting the brass key, Harry unlocked the door. Out rushed the barefooted old man, uttering a glad cry, and falling on his knees before the detectives, he shouted: "Thank heaven, I will regain my freedom at last!" "You were restrained here against your win, eh?,., "I was; and I am no lunatic, either." "Come upstairs in the light, so we can get a good view of you." They led the tottering man to the stairs, and he said: "I am weak from privation and abuse. That doctor was killing me by inches. It's lucky you came, or my sditary confinement down hero would have turned my brain completely." "Was he cruel to you?" asked Harry. "Very. Beating and starvation were my daily portion I'm a wreck. Although an old man, I was healthy enough until I was brought here a prisoner and locked in that cell." They went upstairs. "We are detectives," said Harry, "and we raided this place." "Have you got that inhuman fiend, the doctor?" "Oh, yes," answered Harry "Then punish him well He deserves it," said the man. A few minutes later they reached the doctor's office, and he looked frightened when he saw the man the Bradys rescued. The detectives noted his agitation. It made them wonder, until Harry gave the old prisoner a keen, searching look. Then the boy looked amazed. "Good gracious, what a resemblance!" he cried. "What do you mean?" asked Old King Brady. "Look at the man we brought from the cellar." Old King Brady complied. Then he gave a startled cry. "If I did not know as a positive fact that Tom Fox is dead," he exclaimed, ':I would say this man is him." It was now the prisoner's tum to look amazeq. "Tom Fox, did you say?" he demanded. "Yes," assented Harry "vVell, sir, that's my name." "Impossible!" "I am the .John street jeweler." "What!" cried Harry. "The father of Sadie Fox?" asked Old King B rady


26 THE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. "Yes. That's my daughter's name." The detectives were fairly diumfounded. Glaring at the old man, they plainly saw how much he resembled the picture that hung in his office. Amazed and excited, Harry asked: "But \Ve found your corpse floating in the river and your daughter buried the headless pody." "You were deceived by a dummy," said the old man quickly. "That wasn't my body at all, as you can see. It was a fake, gotten up to deceive people." "By whom?" "Ralph Denton." "What?" "It was he who put me here." "For what?" "So he could marry my daughter without opposition, and so that Sadie would have possession of my fortune at the time he married her." "But it was Captain Jack who robbed you." "Captain Jack and Ralph Denton are the same person." "How do you know all this?" '"I'll explain the matter. I want justice. Through the police alone can I get it." Harry nodded, and said: "Go ahead. We are listening." "Denton came back from Denver, and attacked me.-in my office. He tried to stab me, and I was slightly cut in the struggle. Aided by his pals, Denton carried me from my office over a plank in the window into a building in the rear. They had robbed my safe I was drugged. When I revived somewhat, I was in a cab with Denton, and leaped out. I got home somehow I remember going out again. Denton had followed me. He got me into his carriage again. I was carried to a vile den in Cherry street. Here a man named Big Bill Jones said he had found a body floating in the river with its head cut off. Denton pro posed to dress the body in my clothes and set it afloat so that when it was found people would imagine it was me. Jones was going to sell the body to a doctor for dissection, but he agreed to do as Denton said for a certain amount of money. I was stripped and brought here, and Jones and a man named Evans set out to fix up the head less corpse to represent me." "We found that body," said Old King Brady. "And every one thought it was you," added Harry. "Poor Sadie," sighed Mr. Fox. "She believes I am dead." "Yes; and Denton is trying to marry her." "Just what I feared. Has he succeeded?" "Not yet." "Thank 'heaven. We may yet have time to thwart him/' 0 h, yes." "What a relief that is to my mind." Harry called his posse of detectives together, and as no more sane men were found, they prepared to depart. They took Tom Fox and the rascally doctor with them, and set out at once for the city prison. Here the doctor was incarcerated. The Bradys then brought Tom Fox home. CHAP'l'ER XVII. AT THE RED RAVEN. The clock on the mantel in the parlor of Mr. Fox's house was striking ten, when Bradys and the old jeweler arrived at the house. A light was gleaming in the parlor windows. The servant opened the door. Seeing the Bradys, she recognized, them. "Miss Fox is in the parlor," said she. "Got company?" "Mr. Denton." "We will go right in.;' "I'll tell her--" "No! We want to surprise her." "Very well, sir." The girl stood aside, and the three men rushed in. Flinging open the parlo1r door, they saw a pretty scene. Sadie was standing near the center table, and Denton was on one knee before her, clasping one of her hands in his. The man was saying: "You must marry me at once I will wait no longer for--" The entrance of the detectives now inte rrupted him, and she recoiled, uttering a suppressed cry. Denton bounded to his feet, and glared at the intruders. "The Bradys!'' he gasped. l!'or a momen t the girl glared at the detectives' compan ion, and a pallor swept over her face, her eyes bulged from their sockets, and she gasped "Heavens! My father--" "Oh, Sadie, my darling child!" cried the old man, as he ru s hed forward and clasped her in his arms. "Alive!'; she shrieked. "Yes, alive!" he added, kissing her troubled face. "But what does this awful mystery mean?" she gasped. "Simply that you were deceived by a body dressed in my clothes." Denton was wild over the exposure. Pointing at him, Harry cried: "And there is the villain whb is responsible for all the trouble." "I'm betrayed!" Denton muttered. He pulled a pistol from his pocket, and rushed for the door. "Halt!" yelled Old King Brady, excitedly. "Not unless I'm dead!" the villain hissed Bang! went the old detective's revolver, but the door flew open, intervened between them, and received the bul let. The detectives rushed out after the man.


'rHE BHADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 27 Knowing that he must depend upon his agility to save They acted upon this suggestion. himself, Denton ran like a deer. Of all the four prisoners, they found Buck Murray to be He reached the street in advance of them. the lea:;t obstinate when they tempted him with a promise A short distance off stood a cab in which he came there. of a short sentence if he gave them the information they Just as he was getting in the Bradys emerged from the required. house. "You can generally find him in the Red Raven," he told Bang! went Harry' s pistol. The ball wounded Denton. He cried qut with pain, and shouted t-0 the cabman: Drive like fury!" Away dashed the vehicle, and the Bradys chased, it. With a good start and a fast hor se, however, the villain 'luickly distanced his pursuers. Observing that they could not overtake him, the Bradys reluctantly paused, and Harry exclaimed: "It's of no u se. We can't catch him." "Not now, perhap s but we shall find him later," grimly answered Old King Brady. them finally. "It's a pretty tough den on the Bowery, near Houston street. All the gang hang out in that place when they are not working; but I can tell you it's as much as your life is worth to get caught there by the bunch." "We'll risk it," replied Old King Brady quietly. "There never yet was a tough gang who could frighten me." "And you'll not go back on me?" "No, indeed. If we collar him there, you can depend that we will see that you get off with a light sentence." "'rhank you. I'll rely on your word." The detectives left him. Then they returned to the Fox house. Going home, they made careful preparations to make Upon going back into the parlor, they found the father a descent upon the den in question. and daughter sitting side by side on the edge of the sofa The Bradys knew all about the resort. explaining all that happened to each other during the time they were separated. "Did you catch him?" eagerly asked the old jeweler. "No," Harry answered, shaking his head. "He escaped." "How unfortunat(l." "We won't let up until we put him in jail." "I hope you won't. We owe all our misfortunes to him." '!:Mis s Fox, I hope you are disenchanted." "I am, Mr. Brady. That man is, as you said, a villain." "Can we do anything more for you to-night?" "Not a thing. You interrupted him in the midst of a It was only frequented by crooks of the most dangerous type, and they were men who hated the police cordially. The officers disguised themselves. Looking like a couple of tramps, they left home that night and proceeded down to the Bowery. In due time they reached theentrance to Red Raven. It proved to be an alley. ; They passed up the narrow en.trance to a rear building, from ihe interior of which came the sounds of revelry. Emerging into a barroom, they glanced around. It was an evil looking den, somewhat large in size, the air was clouded with smoke, and a vile odor :fi:Ked the atfurious effort to get me to marry him at once. I might mosphere in a stifling manner. have obeyed him had you not come in just when you did." The place was crowded with men, every one of whom The Bradys laughed and departed. had been a prison inmate at one time or another. On the following day they called on their chief, and A couple of Italian musicians in a corner were playing having told him all that happened, filled him with amaze-popular tune s on a harp and violin, and a number of the ment. gang were singing, smoking and drinking. "This is a most a s tounding case," said he. "I never Denton was not in sight. suspected it. However, you have exposed the scoundrel, r The detectives mingled with the crowd, and finally and I hope you will put the :finishing touches op. the matcaught view of Jim : Friday and Yank Pugsley sitting at a ter by running Denton down, and putting him behind the table in close conversation, while they smoked and drank. bars." Securing a seat near them, the Bradys listened, and "We intend to,'' said Harry firmly. "It's a question of locating him and the rest of the gang." "Go and see the men you've arrested. They must know where his haunts are. If you can get a clew from them it should not be a difncult task to find Denton." heard Friday in low tones to his companions: "Did yer hear the news, Yank?" "What's that?" Pugsley demanded. "Ther Bradys raided ther doctor's." "What!"


28 "Yes; and they found Fox." Several more of the gang separated from the rest,' and "Then ther captain's game is sp'iled." crowding around Captain Jack, asked him anxiously for "Of course it is." more definite information about the Bradys. "What a pity. He'd a-been a rich man if he could aAt this point the dare-devil detectives each drew a brace married that old jeweler's daughter." of revolvers from their pockets, flung aside their facial '"l'he jig is up now. Ther Bradys brought Fox home, disguises, covered the gang with their weapons, and Harry an' nearly caught Uaptain Jack in ther place." "Who told yer?" "The captain hisself." i'Where is he?" "I expect him here every minute." "Anything special goin' on?" "Yes. We are a-tryin' ter git some money, so as ter git our pals out o' jail. Ah! There comes ther captain now." cried: "Gentlemen ; the Bradys are here!" A yell of dismay burst from the gang. They glared at the intrepid officers in horror. After a moment's silence, Captain Jack shouted: "Sure enough, they are the Bradys!" "Kill them!" roared :Friday. "Put out ther lights!" excitedly cried Pugsley. Old King Brady began to sway his revolvers around He pointed toward the entrance, and the Bradys glanced threateningly. around, and saw the very man they were after just enter"The first man who moves, dies!" he exclaimed coolly. ing the den. Every man there knew he meant exactly what he said, and not one of them dared to budge. Old King Brady ran his glance over them, and smiled CHAPTER XVIII coldly. "See liere," said he. "We want Captain Jack and those CONCLUSION. eight men surrounding him to form in line. The rest of you had better get out of here in a big hurry." "Old King Brady," muttered Harry, "our time has All the crooks not wanted rushed out. come." They saw that either an arre s t or death was inevitable, "We must capture these men," replied the old detecand, as the Bradys did not want them, they discreetly tive. withdrew. "If we don't do it now, we may never get the chance again." "But it's going to be a dangerous task, Harry." "Yes. We must contend against every man m this room." "All are friends of these crooks, my boy." "And they'll fight for Captain Jack." The person referred to had joined Pugsley and Friday. Freedom of speech was the rule in that den. No one suspected the two alleged tramps of being de-In a few moments the room was cleared of all except Captain Jack and his gang. Addressing the former, Old King Brady asked quietly: "Denton, is it to be the jail or the graveyard?" Tha arch villain hesitated. "Give in!" roared Pugsley. "They've got the drop on us." "What say you, boys?" Denton demanded of the rest. "Surrender!" came the cry. "I'll abide by their decision1 Brady," said Denton. tecti ves. "You are wise. Form in line, and march out of here Joining his pals, Captain Jack dropped his French diaIf any of you show any treachery, prepare to die." lect, and said in the well-known tones of Denton: "Well, boys, I'm glad to see you here." "Anything new?" queried Pugsley. "We've got to quit the town." "Why?" "The Bradys are onto us." They formed a line and marched out. Following them to the street, the detectives called a po liceman, who summoned a patrol wagon. All the prisoners were carted away in it, and were locked up in the nearest police station. The Bradys had triumphed over their enemies, for Cap-"What of it?" tain Jack and his entire gang were now under arrest. "They won't quit till they arrest us, of course." All the jewelry stolen from Fox had been pawned and rcwe don't fear 'em, Captain." all the tickets were confiscated, and the jewelry recovered. :'That's because you don't know them, my good fellow." The old jeweler was glad enough to get his property


, 'IRE BRADYS IN THE DENS OF NEW YORK. 29 back, and he was delighted tosee Denton exposed in his Until we encounter the gallant officers in their new true colors, for it cured his daughter of her foolish infatuwork, we will bid them adieu. ation for the man. In due time the whole gang, and the villainous asylum keeper, were put on trial, and were convicted for their misdeeds. They were sent to prison. The John street mystery was solved. THE END. Read "THE BRADYS AND THE RAILROAD THIEVES; OR, THE MYSTERY OF THE M;IDNew York no longer was a prey to one of the worst NIGHT TRAIN," which will be the next number (140) gangs of crooks who ever infested its slums. of "Secret Service." All the newspapers spoke in the highest terms of praise for the gallant Bradys for breaking up the, and clear ing up the perplexing mystery of Mr. Fox. When the detectives met their chief, he warmly con gratulated them, a.nd ultimately appointed them on anSPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly other case. are always in print If you cannot obtain them from any It was fraught with peril, and abounded with advennewsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by tures of the most thrilling kind. mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION We cannot, for lack of space, give the facts here. But we have our story of the case in preparation, and SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies our next number will set forth the details. you order by return mail. Samp1e Copies Sen.1; F"':;ree ! \ "HAPPY DA VS." The Largest and Best Weekly Story Paper Published. It conta.ins 16 La.rge Pages. It is Handsomely Illustra.ted. It has Good Stories of Every Kind. It Gives Away Valuable Preipiums. It Answers all sorts of Questions in its Correspondence Columns. Send us your Name and Address for a Sample Copy Free. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union S quare, New York.


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WORK AND WIN The AJ:.l:. 'l':S:JC READ Published. "W"eekly AB.:Z AI.WAYS IN ONE AND YOU WILL READ THEM Best !'BIN'l'. ALL. 18 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 80 Sl 112 113 84 85 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 LATEST ISSUES: Fred Fearnot's Great Run ; or, An Engineer for a Week. Fred Fearnot's lrwenty Rounds; or, Bis Fight to Save His Honor. Fred Fearnot"s Engine Company; or, Brave Work as a Fireman. Fred Fearnot's Good Work; Helping a Friend In Need. Fred Fearnot at College; or, work and Fun at Yale. Fred Fearnot's Luck; or, Fighting an Unseen Foe. Fred Fearnot's Defeat ; or, A Fight Against Great Odds Fred Fearnot's Own Show; or, Un the Road With a Combination. Fred Fearnot in Chicago ; or, The Abduction of Evelyn. Fred FearnotsGrit; or, !tunning Down a Desperate Thief. Fred Fearnot's Camp ; or, Hunting for Big Game Fred Fearnot's B. B. Ciub; or, The Nine that Was Never Beaten. Fred Fearnot In Pht.adelphia; or, Solving the Schuylklli Mystery. Fred Fearnot's Famous Stroke; or, The Winning Crew of Avon. Fred Fearnot's Double; or, Unmasking a Dangerous Rival. Fred Fearnot In Boston ; or, Downing the Bully of Back Bay. Fred Fearnot's Home Ru:n; or, The Second Tour of His Nine. Fred Fearnot's Side Show; or, On the Road With a Clrcua. Fred Fearnot In London ; or, Terry Olcott In Danger. Fred Fearnot In Paris ; or, Eve!yn and the Frenchman. Fred Fearnot's Double Duel ; or, Bound to Show His Nerve. Fred Fearnot In Cuba; or, Helping "Uncle Sam." Fred Fearnot's Danger ; or, Three Against One Fred Fearnot's Pledge; or, Loyal to His Friends. Fred Fearnot's Flyers ; or, The Bicycle ];9ague of Avon. Fred Fearnot's Flying Trip; or, Around the World On Record Time. Fred Fearnot' s Froilcs; or, Having Fun With Friends and Foes. Fred Fearnot's Triumph ; or, Winning His Case in Court. Fred Fearnot's Close Call ; or, Punishing a .rreacherous Foe. Fred Fearnot's Big Bluff; or, Working for a Good Cause. Fred Fearnot's Ranche; or, Roughing It In Colc;rado. Fred Fearnot's Speculation ; or, Outwitting 1:he Land Sharks Fred Fearnot In the Clouds; or, Evelyn's Narrow Escape. Fred Fearnot at Yale Again; or, TE:aching the College Boys New Trick. 47 Fred Fearnot's Mettle; or, Hot Work Against Enemies. 48 Fred Fearnot In Wall Street; or, Making and Losing a Million. 49 Fred Fearnot' e Desperate Ride; or, A Dash to Save Evelyn. 50 Fred Fearnot's Great Mystery ; or, How Terry Proved His Courage. 51 Fred Fearnots Betrayal; or, The Mean Work of a False Friend. 52 Fred Fearnot In the Klondike; or, Working the "Dark Horse" Claim. 53 Fred Fearnot's Skate l!'or Life; or, Winning the "Ice Flyers' Pen nant. 54 Fred Fearnot's Rival ; or, Betrayed by a Female Enemy. 55 Fred Fearnot"s Defiance; or, His Great Fight at Dedham Lake. 56 Fred Fearnot's Big Contract; or, Running a County Fair. 57 Fred Fearnot's Daring Deed; or, Saving Terry from the Lynchers. 58 Fred Fearnot' s Revenge; or, Defeating a Congressman. 59 Fred Fearnot's Trap ; or, Catching the Train Robbers. 60 Fred Fearnot at Harvard ; or, Winning the Games for Yale. 61 Fred Fearnot's Ruse; or, Turning Tramp to Save a Fortune. 62 Fred Fearnot In Manila ; or, Plotting to Catch Aguinaldo. 63 Fred Fearnot and Oom Paul; or, Battling for the Boers. 64 Fred Fearnot in Johanneeliurg; or, The Terrible Ride to Kimberley. 65 Fred Fearnot in Kaffir-land ; or, Hunting for the Lost Diamond. 66 Fred Fearnot's Lariat ; or, How He Caught His Man. 67 Fred Fearnot' s Wild West Show ; or, The Biggest Thing on Earth. 68 Fred Fearnot's Great Tour; or, Managing an Opera Queen 69 Fred Fearoot' s Minstrels; or, Terry's Great Hit as an End Man. 70 Fred Fearoot and the Duke ; or, Barning a Fortune Hunter. 71 Fred Fearnot's Day; or. The Great Reunion at Avon. 72 Fred Fearnot in the South ; or, Out with Old Bill Bland. 73 Fred Fearnot's Museum; or, Knowledge with Fun. 74 Fred Fearnot's Athletic School; or, Making Brain and Brawn. 75 Fred Fearnot Mystified ; or, The Disappearance of Terry Olcott. 76 Fred Fearnot and the Governor; or, Working Hard to Save a f,!fe. 77 Fred Fearnot's Mistake ; or, Up His Match. 78 Fred Fearnot In Texas; or, Terry s from Abilene. 79 Fred Fearnot as a Sheriff; or, Breaklnfr up a Desperate Gang. 80 Fred Fearnot Baffied; or, Outwitted by a Woman. 81 Fred F'earnot's Wit, and How It Saved His Lite. 82 Fred Fearnot's Great Prize; or. Working Hard to Win. 83 Fred Fearnot at Bay ; or, His Great Fight for Life. 84 Fred Fearnot's Disguise; or, l''ollowing a Strange Clew. 85 Fred Fearnot's Moose Hunt; or, Adventures in the Maine Wooda. 86 Fred Fearnot' s Oratory; or, ]j'un at the Girls' High School. 87 Fred Fearnot's Big Heart; or, Giving the Poor a Chance. 88 Fred Fearnot Accused ; or, Tricked by a Villain. 89 Fred Fearnot's Pluck; or, Winning Against Odds. 90 Fred Fearnot's Deadly Peril; or.>. His Narrow Escape from Ruin. 91 Fred Fearnot's Wild Ride ; or, isavlng Dick Duncan's Life. 92 Fred Fearnot' s Long Chase; or, Trailing a Cunning Vlllaln. 93 Fred Fearnot's Last Shot. and How It Save d a Life. 94 Fred Fearnot's Common Sense; or, The Best Way Out of Trouble. 95 Fred Fearnot's Great Find; or, Saving Terry Olcott' s Fortune. 96 Fred Fearnot and the Sultan : or, Adventures on the Island of Sulu. 97 Fred Fearnot's Sil very Tongue ; or, Winning an Angry Mob. llS Fred Fearnot's Strategy ; or, Outwitting a Troublesome Couple. 99 Fred Fearnot's J,!ttle Joke; or. Worrying Dick and Terry . 100 Fred Fearnot's Muscle; or, Holding His Own Against Odds. 101 Fred Fearnot on Hand; or, Showing Up at the Right Time. 102 Fred Fearnot's Puzzle ; or, Worrying the lJunco Steerers. 108 Fred Fearnot and Evelyn ; or, '.rhe Infatuated Rival. 104 Fred Fearnot's Wager; or, Downing a Brutal Sport. 105 Fred Fearnot at St. Simons; or, The Mystery of a Georgia Island. 106 Fred Fearnot Deceived ; or, After the Wrong Man. 107 Fred Fe:irnot's Charity; or, Teaching Others a Lesson. 108 Fred Fearnot as "The Judge ;" or, Heading off the Lynchers. 109 Fred Fr.arnot and the Clown; or, Saving the Old Man's Place. 110 Fred Fearnot's I <'ine Work; or, Up Against a Crank. 111 Fred Fearnot's Bad Break; or, What Happened to Jones. 112 Fred Fearnot's Round Up; or, A Lively '!me on the Ranche. 113 Fred Fearnot and the Giant; or, A Hot Time in Cheyenne. 114 Fred Fcarnot's Cool Nerve; or, Giving It Straight to the Boys. 115 Fred Fearnot's Way; or, Doing Up a Sharper. 116 Fred Fearnot In a Fix; or, The Blackmailer's Game. 117 Fred Fearnot as a "Broncho Buster ;" or, A Great Time In the Wild West. 118 Fred Fearnot and RiR Mascot ; or, Evelyn's Fearless Ride. 119 Fred Fearnot's Strong Arm; or, The Bad Man of Arizona. 120 Fred Fearnot as a "Tenderfoot;" or, Having Fun with the Cowboys. 121 Fred Fearnot Captured ; or, Irl ltarlds of His Enemies. 122 Fret! Fearnot and the Banker; O,!: A Schemer' s Trap to Rulo Him. 128 Fred Fearnot's Great Feat; or, winning a Fortune on Skates. 12 Fred Fcarnot's Iron WIJI; or, Standing Up for the Right. 125 Fred Fearnot Cornered or, Evelyn and the Widow. 126 Fred Fearnot's Daring Sch,emet or, Ten Days in an Insane Asylum. 127 Fred Fearnot's Honor; or, BacKing Up His Word. 128 Fred Fearnot and the Lawyer; or, Young Billy Case. 129 Fred Fearnot at West Point; or, Having with the Hazers. 130 Fred Fearnot's Secret Society; or, The Knights of the Black Ring. 1.31 Fred Fearnot and the Bambler: or, 'l'he Trouble on the Lake Front. 132 Fred Fearnot's Challe11ge; or, King of the Diamond Field. 133 Fred Fearnot's Great Game; or, The Hard Work That Won. 13! Fred Fearnot in Atlanta; or, The Black Fiend of Darktown. 13 5 Fred Fearnot's Open Hand; or. How He Helped a Friend. 136 Fred Fearnot in Debate; or, The Warmest Member of the House. 137 Fred Fearnot's Great Plea; or, Hid Defence of the '"Moneyless Man." 13 8 Fred Fearnot at Princeton; or. The Battle Champions. 139 Fred Fearnot's Circus or, High Old Time at New Era. 140 Fred Fearnot's Camp Hunt; or, The White Deer of the Adirondacks. 141 Fred Fearnot and His Guide; or, The Mystery of the Mountain. U2 ]j'red Fearnot's County Fair; or, The Battle of the Fakirs. 14 3 Fred Fearnot Q. Prisoner; or, Captured at Avon. 14 4 Fred Fearnot 8.nd the Senator; or, Breaking up a Scheme. 145 Fred Fearnot and the Baron; or, Calling Down a Nobleman. 146 Fred Fea.rnot and the Brokers; or, Ten Days in Wall Street. For sale by all newsdealers, or sent postpaid on receipt of pl'ice, 5 cents per copy, by 24 'Union Square, New York. PB.ABK TOUSEY, Publisher, I I IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Llbraries and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. 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N o 45.rTIIrn BQYS O F YORK No. 3 HOW '.1'0 FLIRT.-The arts and w il e s o f fli r t ation A.ND JOKE BOUh . :--Somethm;: n ew a?d very .rnstr u ct.ive fErnry 1 [ fullv explai n e d by thi s little book. B esides the vari ou s methods. e1>: oy. should ob ta in thi s a s i t co n tarn s full m structions o r o rhan'dk e r c hi ef, fan, g l o v e parasol, w indow and hat flirtat ion i t co11:-11n!z1ng_ an a mateur r;;mst rel_ . . tai ns a full list of the langua g e and s e n time n t of flowe r s which lfJ N o 60. MULDOQN S i s one t h e most interesti ng to ev e r ybody, bot h old and y oung You cannot be happf o k e boo k s eve r published, and 1 t 1s brim ful o f w i t a n d humo r It w i t h o u t one a la r ge co llection of .son gs, co n u ndn!ms, .etc., o f No. 4 HOW TO DANC E is the t itle o f a n e w and h a ndsolll# e rrcnce l\luldoo n the g reat h umo rist a n d p r a.ct i c'.1-1 J oke r of litt le b o ok j ust issued b y Frank Tousey I t c on t a i n s full instrue he <;Jay. 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C ontaining full instru ction in t;U. ve r popular G erry.a_n c omed i a n S ixty four page s ; handsome art o f dress ing a n d app earing well a t ho me nnd abroad, giving tH olore d cov e r c ontamrng a h a l f -tone photo o f the author. se lection s o f c ol o r s, materi a l and h o w t o h av e t h em m a d e up. . No. 18. HOW TO BECOME B EACrmuL.-One o f tB HOUSEKEEPING. b r i g h tes t and m ost v a lu a b l e littl e bo o k s e v e r g iv e n t o t h e worl4. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing Eve r y body w i sh es t o kno w how t o b eco m e beautiful both male ad ull in stru c t i ons for c on strncting a window garde n e ithe r i n t own fe m a le The secret i s s impl e and a lmost c o s t less Read this r count1y, and the most approved m ethods for raisiug beautiful and b e convince d h o w t o be come beautiful. owe rn a t hom e The m os t c omp lete book of the kind ev e r pub i s h ed ::So. 30. 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