New Nick Carter Weekly, No. 37 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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ad * e tie < ~ - i a ad F gat * : » s _ He had been stationed there about noon of the day before. eHow long he was to remain there, no one had any idea. It had not been the intention of the officers of the bank to post all of their employees as to the presence of the officer. It had, however, been whispered from tellers to bookkeepers and from book- keepers to clerks that the mysterious man sitting at the usually unoccupied desk, commanding a full view of the paying- teller’s window, was a detective. The teller seemed nervous and excited and scrutinized very closely every custom- er not well known at the bank. ‘Shortly after ten o’clock, a man, dressed in a shabby prince Albert ec - seedy-looking plug hat, and stained and frayed blue tie, stepped up to the paying- ___ teller’s window and asked for the change _ for a one-hundred-dollar bill. The other mae saw the teHes’ S yse carelessly to his feet rolled out into the public lobby, _ excitement behind the partition. go you. the cigars,’’ said one of -keepers, ‘‘that the fellow at the yindow there is ‘the man he’s after.’’ oO ite likely,’? said the bookkeeper ressed, ‘‘and I'll bet you the cigars yet out and disappear in the & cowed t Solos the officer gets to him.”’ —- **Tll go you. Don’t you see the teller’s “holding the money until the detective get out -in front ?”’ “'P1l go vou another cigar that the tel- g@ to make him believe the bill that way. I can — a drawer in the tabl _ 7 aR WEEELY. ror,” ‘‘You’re too gay with your wagers this morning. I’d give a half dollar, though, to hear what’s going on in that private office just now. See, the teller’s going in, too.’ The SCCRaaOnIng man who had been > taken into custody was, by all odds, the cooler man of the two, as he acediupanied the officer into the private office. When the teller entered the room, he, too, was very much excited. ‘*That’s the man,’’ he said, pointing a trembling finger at the person who had been arrested. gave yesterday,’’ he continued, turning to an officer of the bank who entered at that moment, ‘‘and see whether I made any mistakes.”’ | The banker carefully adjusted a par.@ o gold-rimmed glasses, took a sheet of } le before fim and, quite regardiess cf the presence of the prisoner, proceeded to read and com - ment: ‘‘ “Heavy mustache and light mutton. _chop-whiskers. ’ ‘“There they are, sure enough, though the color of the mustache is not given. “**Nose very red, and marked by a scar.’ ‘“There’s the red nose scar. ‘* *Soiled blue tie, frayed where it joins the standing collar.’ ) There a tie toa die : and there’s that he isn’t the man they are looking “Read the description I > _ silk A i | 4 - . Vs — : fe | J | - ss ™ = a -~ . , “te te AS As ro. ~ a ~~ sie . ' —_ ti . — _— — P * e ~~ — Pt , ) 4 v 7" i , . ff N i y = at Trese-they beth are; but they save “ ' — - — > ™ S| d