The Syracuse Journal, Volume 7, Number 16, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 20 August 1914 — Page 4

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Even at 10 o’clock at night there li always a rush to and from the subway at the Grand Central station, and Thonqison. who had an unhappy faculty for getting In people's way. had been bumped about until be was ready to go anywhere for peace. The three drew over to a corner. “I don't say this man Is a thief. Jamison.” declared Mr. Carr tremulously. “I really Relieve he takes me for somebody else.” “Perhaps he does. But his game Is an old one, although they don’t generally Hv! ill “It's a wedding present for my daughter.” try it on New Yorkers in their own town. Go through your pockets and see if everything is all right.” “Very well, Jamison. But I wish mother were here. She knows what 1 have better than I do myself, as a rule.” He brought forth from an inner pocket a small square packet neatly tied up in white paper, and looked at it with a puzzled uplifting of the eyebrows. as if trying to remember what It was. “Oh, yes,” he exclaimed at last. “That’s right. It’s a wedding present I bought in Boston for my daughter Madge. She’s to be married tomorrow, you know. Jamison. 1 have a friend in the jewelry business in Boston who sometimes gets up things for me in a special design. That’s why I went to him for this.” “Let me see that packet.” demanded Thompson. “What for?” interposed Jamison. “tVhat business is it of yours? 1 sup pose you’d have the insolence to open it, wouldn’t you? Well, you don’t get it.” “Never mind. Let it go,” gx-unted the detective. Evidently he was beginning to weaken. “Let’s see what else he has.” The old gentleman went slowly through his other pockets, pi*oducing a miscellaneous assortment of personal property—a well filled wallet, a penknife, some small change, a fountain pen. keys, and several letters whose edges were frayed from long carrying. ' “Show him those letters. Carr. They’re addressed to you. aren’t they?” “Os course,” replied William Carr, with the sweet smile that was habitual to him when speaking. “They were all sent to me. either downtown or at home. Here they are.” Douglas Jamison looked over the letters one by one and thrust them un der the detective’s nose. “There you are. These letters are all addressed to Mr. William Carr, some to his home in West Seventy-second street and others to him at his business place, Scott. Carr & Co.’s, Pearl street. Look at 'em.” Lieutenant Thompson laboriously scanned each envelope, trying to read deceit into their superscriptions, and his lips moved nervously. He began to believe he had made a mistake. “Wonder whether I am in wrong?” be muttered. “Well, I won’t give up just yet” “These letters may be forgeries!” he snapped. “What else have you got in your pockets?” “Nothing that I know of,” replied William Carr as he patted himself all over. “Walt a minute! There seems to be something in the tail pocket of my coat.” He dived into the pocket, and after a little deep sea fishixxg, which caused his face to flush and his blue eyes to roll convulsively, he brought forth a detective’s silver badge! Like a starved tiger. Lieutenant Thompson pounced upon the article, and. after one glance, shouted triumphantly: “My shield!” Then, giving the old man a shake, “Now, where’s my watch? Come on! . Cough up!” “Cough? Why, I”— William Carr felt a tickling in his throat and gave vent to a feeble “Hem!” It was merely the result of suggestion. “Now, don’t be funny again!” roared the detective. “Produce that watch. It’s a gold repeater, and I saw you take it” The Muff is one of the detective’s most effective weapons. But at this point Douglas Jamisoa broke in more determinedly than be bad at any time before. “Look here, my man. You may be a detective and that may be your badge. I don’t care whether it’s yqurs or not But it Is simply preposterous to say that a wealthy and prominent ;izen like Mr. Carr would take either lit or your trumpery brass watch.” “It Isn’t trumpery nor brass either!" interrupted Thompson, with an indignant bowl. “It’s a gold repeater, worth $000.” “It would be all the same if It were worth $6,000. Mr. Carp doesn’t know anything about it” “Os course 1 don’t, Jamison.” put in William Carr. “And I don’t know bow that*silver thing got Into' my pocket. I’m sure I didn’t put It there.” “Well, I’m going to find out what else you’ve got”

As Lieutenant Thompson growled this he was about to thrust one of his big red hands into William Carr’s inside coat pocket—and there was an expression on his large face which suggested that he might stand the old gentleman on his head If he deemed it necessary—when there was a diversion of a most welcome nature to the badgered and perplexed Mr. Carr. A well dressed elderly lady, accompanied by a very pretty young girl, dashed up to him, and the girl threw her arms around his neck and kissed him effusively. “Why, William, where have you been?” asked the elderly lady, somewhat severely, as she put up a jeweled ear trumpet to catch his reply. “Yes. pa, where have you been?” chirped the young girl. “We’ve been looking all over the station for you. The car is waiting outside.” “We were a little late coming to the station.” went on the matron, still with her ear trumpet in position, “and they told us the train from Boston had beeu in several minutes. But we thought you would be in the waiting room or would come there. So Joan and I have been there all this time. Why. how do you do. Mr. Jamison?” “Quite well, Mrs. Carr,” shouted Jamisou into the ear trumpet. “I found Mr. Carr in a controversy with this—er—gentleman,” he continued, indicating the fuming Thompson with a careless jerk of the head, “and I’ve been explaining matters.” “Explaining?” exclaimed the girl, whom her mother referred to as “What was there to explain?” But before Jamison could reply a tall man of supernatural digixity. in the gorgeous uniform of an inspector of police stepped up to Thompson and drew him aside. The others saw Thompson speak earnestly to the inspector. Then, as the Inspector looked at William Carr and shook his head, they heard him say: “That’s not the ‘professor* nor anything like him, you mutt. That’s William Carr of Scott. Carr & Co. See xne at headquarters in an hour." The inspector stalked off magnificently in one direction, and Thompson, without a word or look for William Carr or those with him, sneaked away in another—if such a word as “sneaked” may be applied to the locomotion of so revered a being as a lieu tenant of police. Fourteenth street Jxist east of Third avenue is a neighborhood with a dis tinction all its own. The denizens of the district are sui generis. They are lodgers or hoarders in the somnolent houses, and. while their daily or nightly avocations vary, they are alike in that they work hard when they are at work and enjoy res t when they can get it Many of them are in the theatrical business, and vaudeville performers predominate. Besides the theatrical element there are numberless iudivid uals who earn money apart from the stage, but who live in this quarter because it is cheap, retired and convenient of situation. Who they are and what they do outside of their home nobody knows. In a front room on the top Boor of one of these boarding houses .lack Doogan sat comfortably in a Morris chair in his shirt sleeves, with his feet on the sill of the open window, calmly smoking a cigar and enjoying the cool night air. It was 10 o’clock, and he and Nell had just come in. after walking down Madison avenue, crossing to Fourth at Twenty-third street, and so down to Fourteenth. Nell herself stoeff behind him, gazing thoughtfully at the vista of roofs and chimneys. broken at intervals by some gaunt skyscraper, and all outliued mystically against the great dark curtain of the sky, with its spangles of blinking stars. “That was a good stunt of yours. Nell, to drop the badge into the old geezer’s pocket The thing wouldn’t be any use to me. I lifted it off the cop’s vest because 1 saw it glitteiing and because he was so dead easy. That’s why I took the watch in the first place. That fellow was just ripe for picking. 1 didn’t know he was’a bull till I saw his shield.” Jack Doogan took the cigar from his lips and laughed softly. “Lord, what a sucker he was! And • fly cop, at that! Do you know. Nell. I believe he was at the depot trying to nab me.” “No. Jack! Do you?” “Sure! I’d given it out to a stool pigeon down in Chatham square that 1 was going to do a second story job sxear Boston, and I knew he’d tip off the cops to look for the ’professor’ coming off the train. The professor! Ha. ha! That white wig and long coat. With the spectacles, fools ’em all. But If the gang were ever to see me as I am it would be up the river for Jack Doogan> yon can bet on that!” “But you’re not going to take any more chances, are you. Jack?” There was a feverish shake in the girl's voice, and she placed one of her small hand* caressingly on the powerful arm of her companion, while she looked sadly into his. face. He reached over and touched her hand genfly as he replied: “Don’t worry, Nell. There’ll be no more aftar tomorrow. I’ve told you that. Have you got everything ready to go there?” "Yes. 1 shall only take a valise, and there will be very little in it” “Good girl! It may be handy to carry away some of the stuff that I can’t take myself. Say, Nell, ain’t it kixxd of queer that you can care for a crook Uke me? Sometimes, when I got to thinking about it 1 can hardly believe It’s true. Then I bate myself for ever letting you get mixed up with me and my business.” “Don t talk like that Jack. You’re the only friend 1 have. If you hadn’t been like a brother to me when lather died a year ago what should 1 have done?" “Aw, cut it out!” growled Doogan. smoking bard. “That was nothing." “Nothing? Why, 1 hadn’t any mon ey. and I’d hare been turned out of the room where father and 1 Uved but for you. Then you got me work in the department store, and 1 was able to pay back what you lent me, and”“Yes, and after that, when I was broke and didn’t dare to go jo the fence

tilth soxhe stuff 1 bad—rings and a sunburst pin—you took it for me and brought back the coin, although yon knew it was a 10 to 1 shot you’d be snagged before you could get away from the Bowery. 1 ain’t forgot that NelL" He got up. stretched himself, took up his coat which be bad thrown over the back of his chair and moved to ward the door. “I’ll say good night Nell.” He took out the gold repeater which had belonged to Lieutenant Thompson and looked at its face. “Ten-fifteen. Nell. Say. I wish I could keep this to carry in my pocket But I’m afraid. It's the kind of clock that any one would notice, and some time a guy would see it and give me away. I’ll have to pass it along tbe first chance I get Reckon I won’t see you tomorrow until 1 meet you at ’the Carr joint You have the telephone number where you’re to call me up?” “Yea—*229l4 Columbus.”* “That’s rigtit it’s a hotel. I*ll be there all the afternoon and evening un til yon ring me up. and I’U tip off the operator. Good night” He kissed her and went out CHAPTER 111. A Close Call. JACK DOOGAN’S own room was two floors below. He Had reached the bottom of tbe flrst flight of stairs when Nell’s voice cat ed over tbe banister in an eager wbis per: Jackr A man In Jack Doogan’s profession is nothing if not wary. Therefore he did not respond “Wbat is it?" or any tiling else in words. Instead, he sprang lightly npstairs again nutil he stood by her side on the landing just outside her door. Even then he did not speak. Nell drew him into her room, closed the door and locked it The room was in "darkness. She led him to the window “Stand on one side and look!” she whispered. “Do yon mean tbe guy standing on der tbe lamp across the street?” “Yes. He’s watching this house." “Looks like it Neil. Who is be? Do you know?” Before she could answer the stranger moved so that the light of the electric lamp fell full upon his face. It was that redoubtable thief hunter. Lieuten ant Joseph Thompson. At the same instant a small. rat-Uke individual who. even in tbe semidarkness, would have been picked out as a gangster and gun man by any one at all familiar with underworld types, stole out from the shadows and Joined the detective un der tbe lamp. Doogan saw the Uitle man nod and point furtively across the street

“Silky George, by Jonas!” ejaculated Doogan. “That’s the stool pigeon 1 told you about. Nell. He's found out that I’m the ‘professor’ and giveu the tip .to the cops. Good night. Nell Don’t forget to call me up from Itie Carrs* tomorrow. I’U be there ail right” “But. Jack, you’re not going out are you ? They’ll get you before you’re off tbe front steps.” “Don’t worry, klddo. 1 won’t be on tbe front steps. It’s a hike over the roofs for mine, i couldn’t afford to be pinched tonight just when I*n> quitting the game. Good night dearie!” He bad unlocked the door by this time, and his final words were spoken in a whisper on the landing. “But. Jack, tbe ladder to the trap In the roof is right here—in the corner What are yon going downstairs for?” “To get some things out of my room There’s stuff there that would give me away. I’ll be down and back before those Btiffs across the street can get into the house.” He ran swiftly down to the second story, unlocked and opened a room at the back and hastily took from a suit case some silver spoons, a gold brace let and a revolver. He stowed the Jewelry away in his clothing, dropped the revolver into an outside pocket of his coat and darted up the stairs. It was pitch dark, and as be reached tbe next landing above he ran plump into a fat stomach, tbe owner of which exclaimed "Oof!” and threw two Mg arms around Jack Doogan’s neck. Simultaneously a squeaky voice, which Doogan recognized as that of Silky George, said: “Look out Joe! I can’t see. but I bet this is the guy trying to make his get lway*T Doogan shot dut his left fist in the direction of Silky George’s voice and had the satisfaction Os feeling his knuckles come into sharp collision with a chin which seemed to crumple up and melt away under the Impact There was a groan and the sound of somebody tumbling downstairs. But Doogan did not trouble himself about that The arms of the fat man—Lieutenant Thompson, no doubt—were still around his neck and tightening their hold. So Doogan felt In his pocket for his revolver, changed his mind and drew forth another weapon that would be just as effective as a club and not so dangerous as the pistol—to wit the heavy repeating gold watch which had been ticking away industriously in his waistcoat pocket Swinging It by its fob chain, he brought the watch dowu on the detective’s forehead with a slam that cans ed the arms to leave his neck as U they had been suddenly paralyzed and promptly made a bolt for tbe uppei flight of stairs. He might have escaped that way. but it happened that when he struck at the lieutenant in the dark with the watch he gave the repeating spring a blow that set the beiis inside to strik ing. “One, two!” “Gawd! My watch!” shouted the de tective. “Four, five!” “Silky! Wake up! Help me get him! It’s the dip who pinched my gold watch I” “Eight, nine, ten!” Jack Doogan was on the top landing by this time, with the detective puffing after him, a bad second. “Ding-dong! Ding-dong !” The time was half past 10. and the watch was announcing the fact reso nantly. Jack Doogan made a bolt for the. door leading to the trap in the

hoof and already' had one foot upon it when two hands seized one of his legs ami Silky George squealed: “All right Joel Here he la! I’ve got him! On the ladder!” ,Wltb a mighty effort Doogan kicked himself loose and ran up the ladder. But tbe shaking of tbe ladder below told him that somebody was climbing after him. and he heard tbe detective panting at his heels, while Silky George swore verbosely in the rear. “Come down or I’U shoot!”* threatened tbe detective “I’ve got you dead to rights. Throw up your hands!” * But Jack Doogan bad no idea of surrendering. He bad been in tight places before and always bad contrived to wri&gle out of them. This was to be no exception. Active and strong, he was not afraid of being trapped on this ladder, even with two uieo after him. As Thompson reached up to grasp his legs be flung himself around to the back of the ladder, went dowu a few rungs, banging by his bands, and drop ped easily to the floor. He heard Thompson’s bowl of Dewli derment as the detective went higher and realized that tbe ladder was emp ty, and. slipping past Silky George, who kept on shouting encouragement to the lieutenant, thereby telling just where he was. Doogan ran downstairs on tiptoe and gained the front door just as the landlady and several boarders came running out of the various rooms to see what aU the racket was about Jack Doogan stepped outside, closed the door softly after him and walked away. • • • • • • • When a man is about to be married he may be pardoned if be is more or leas flustered. But James Cluney. par* i ■HBRv •Then you assure me that it is perfectly safe for me to marry?" Ing the sitting room of his handsome bachelor suit overlooking Central park, showed a distress hardly compatible with the inner rapture that should have possessed him. Mr. Cluney was a good looking young man of the well bred English type, and he was already dressed for the wed ding ceremony which would make him the husband of Miss Madge Carr, in the regulation long black coat, white waistcoat and gray trousers prescribed lor an afternoon function in good soJiety. He was talking rapidly and nervously to a man named Willoughby, a doctor and a close friend of Cluney’s. He was to stand beside that gentleman and give him moral support at his forthcoming wedding. “Then you assure me, on your professional reputation, that it is perfectly safe for me to marry?” said James Cluney. “My dear James,” replied Dr. Willoughby, in a semiprofessional tone. “I repeat, what I have already said, that your uncle's peculiar aberrations can have no possible effect upon you, and I tell you this not only as your medical adviser, but as your friend and ‘best man’ on this most auspicious occasion ” The doctor smiled as he said this, but there was no answering smile from the prospective bridegroom, who was again doing his wild beast cakewalk be tween the front window and tbe di>or as if he were racing against time. “I suppose I shall have to believe you.” be said finally, “but I am all on edge.” He picked nervously at an 1m aginary speck on bis faultless coat ank shuddered. “Two or three experiences of this sort and I should be a nervous wreck.” “What are you fuming about?” “My late Uncle James’ affliction—bis occasional tendency to tell outrageous falsehoods and stick to them, notwithstanding that sometimes they caused terrible complications. Sup pose his dreadful weakness should suddenly express itself in me?” “Nonsense!" “Weil, suppose my wife or her parents should learn of my uncle's ailment—l believe it was an ailment and not moral perversity”— “I’m sure of It,” threw in Dr. Willoughby quietly. “Well, wouldn’t they think that, as Uncle James was my father’s brother, 1 might be subject to the same sort of attack? Then they would be sure to watch me, and the nervous strain of being under constant surveillance would bring on the trouble. 1 am sure.” “Bugaboo!” declared the doctor, with a shrug. “Your uncle’s aberration of mind, which evinced itself only at long intervals, was closely guarded, and hardly any one outside of the family ever knew of It A nervous breakdown from overwork brought it oa" “Would you keep a skeleton like that from your future wife?”

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