Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 115: what you’re looking at

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OLD SPECIE, 107 Below him the captain and Ben had taken up their positions. The former was undoing a package. It was not very large, and might have been car- ried in his pocket, yet it represented a considerable amount in money. ‘Call the roll, Ben.’’ As fast as the names were given, they were writ- ten down by the detective. He was a shorthand writer of no mean merit, and although the meager light bothered him somewhat, he managed to accomplish his task in fairly good order. : As each name was called, the man named stepped up and handed Ben a package of money in genuine bills, which the latter counted and gave the amount to the captain. The detective was thus enabled to jot down a brief description of each fellow. It would be very useful in apprehending the ras- cals later on. When the list was completed, the first man was called up again. Ben Bolt handed him a package of bogus bills that were made to look old, as though they had been in circulation many months, some simple process having accomplished this. ‘““Baker, you are to go to Boston in the morning— take the 9 A. M. train. Report here in three nights for further orders.” | : “All right.’’ “Straub, you leave for Baltimore on the early train of the Pennsylvania, about four o’clock. There are two thousand in that lot. Report at the same time as Baker.’’ Gomichboo cS Eo =|