Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 145: what you’re looking at

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OLD SPECIE. 137 ‘The duse you say,”’ ‘‘Have you met a Miss Amy Caldwell?’’ ‘Yes, indeed, and a charming young lady, too. Her death was a sad one.’’ ‘She is not dead, sir.’’ ‘“Why—indeed, I am sure I read of her funeral in : the papers.”’ ‘It is a long story, sir—a villainous uncle anxious to get the property, and Amy taken away, while another, who had really died of heart disease, was brought in her place. That uncle believes Amy dead, though.” ‘‘How in the world do you know these thing's?”’ “T helped take Amy away and bring the other. Through me, in one way, her life was saved.’’ ‘*Wonderful man.’’ ‘““Now, how do you like this Caldwell?”’ ‘‘He is a villain. There was always something about him that I disliked.’’ ‘‘You never dreamed that Caldwell was no other than August Delmar, the old counterfeiter, the — Colonel Blood of the treasury department?”’ ‘“‘Cjan it be possible?’ ‘It is a fact.’’ “Well, I’m glad you’ve run him down. But you spoke of two.”’ re ee 7 “Who was the other?’’ “One Snvder.”’ ‘‘Not Phil Snyder?” . “The same.’’ “Jupiter! what a combination those two men made—all the brains of the counterfeiters in the country combined there. No wonder they got out such a wonderful bill.’’ =| Gomicbooks,. co