Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 50: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

49 OLD SPECIE. “The feller I spoke about—close as a Clam, and I reckon daring as a tiger.” ‘We are in need of such men,”’ significantly. “So IT thought. How’s everything?” “Just as I said it would be.” “She’s waiting, then?’ “Ves.” : “T calculate we ought to be back here in about four hours.” “T give you five, because you may have some trouble at the vault.’’ “That'll be some time afore daybreak.” “Yes, it’s hardly light before six now.’’ “Time enough.”’ ‘Ts the closed carriage on hand?’’ ‘Round the corner.’’ ‘‘Have you seen the driver?’’ “Ves, and given him orders to be in front of the house in ten minutes. ’”’ “Then we’d better not waste time.” ‘*“Correct.”’ ‘Remember, I have much at stake here, Ben. i want no blunders.”’ . “There won’t be any. Whar is she?” The gentlemanly athlete pointed over his shoulder with his thumb, ‘“‘Beyond that door.’’ ‘Any light in there?”’ ‘*T’ll provide one.” He picked up a painted candle from the fancy candelabra on the mantel, and held its wick up to the gas. | ‘‘Here we are.”’ Old Specie followed readily, for he was very cu- rious to learn what was in the wind. cComicbooks ;cO