Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 75: what you’re looking at

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OLD SPECIE. 67 “Wait. It’ll keep. The pay in your pocket tells ye we're in for big prices. J’ll warrant ye ain’t had a night’s work like that for years.’’ ‘“Granted, Ben.”’ ‘“Well, when we get to know each other better, I’ll give ye all my secrets. To-night it is.’’ ‘*Pleasant dreams, Ben.’’ ‘Same to ye, Caddy.’’ They separated then and there. Kach went a different way and were presently lost to sight. Old Specie made his way to the railroad depot. He found a local train would be going out in about fifteen minutes. On this he went as a passenger. Talking with the conductor, he discovered that they did not stop at Waldemere Cemetery except when there was a funeral aboard. Below was a station, Kennett, while above lay Blendheim. As to which was the closer it might puzzle one to decide, but the conductor was inclined to believe the latter place was. So the detective decided to get off there. When Kennett was called out, several persons, mostly laboring men, left the car. Others alighted fark the rest of the teat A couple of minutes later the train slowed u‘d there being something on the track. They were opposite the cemetery. Old Specie saw his chance. He was out on the platform in a moment, took a look ahead, and then leaped. As he landed on a soft bank he received no injury, - and saved himself quite a walk. —_ Gomicboo gS) Eo =|