New Nick Carter Weekly, No. 39 — page 9: what you’re looking at

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as Siw by ‘‘the cut of his jib” that as a confidence fakir, and probably in the green-goods business. Pretty soon the young man got up and walked down the aisle and _ past Nick to the end of the car, and looked out the - He remained there but a moment, and then came slowly back, looking keenly into ane taces ot the male bessenesee on his way Siu Nick’s seat he ceived The great « detective had just invested ~ a nickel in p He looked . up when the stranger stopped, and, before the young man with the black mustache could speak, held out a handful of peanuts. “Have some, mister,’’ he said, in hearty Western accents. “Don’t care if I do,’’? returned the other, with a smile. _ ‘By the way,’’ said the stranger, ‘‘I was ensok ing for a man | from the West or | “What State ai “Arkansas or Texas, I think. I can make sure by looking in my note-book.”’ He put his hand in his pocket, took out a small and was about to turn over the pages, when N ick spoke up: ies Tf he war from as) Imight know = = e as, yes——"” looking on one of pages—‘‘that is the State. Texas, . LIought to have remem- beside Nick, the stranger took a seat aga still in hand, _-—s- **#His_- name was Peters, Crockett c | ee y Home, ) Peters. Did you | know him e i i . , “| - : | zt. | 4 je ; 4 . = | — et ey ate! a he do. —_—- ae 2 ; >. ¢€ ee a a | ' if , o ~~ of a bia ae .— ‘ ' - ’ aad bal - reages A c = ale Y. ' _ = —_— : ra 7 % 1] | Berit. > = P a - @ 1 J | i = - e428 J “4 ' “ ie * —_ - é * 4 ‘“Yes?’?’—an assumed surprise and a look of gratified interest. ‘Fact. I’ve punched bulls and rounded up cattle all the way from Du- rango to Santa Fe and from Santa Fe to Denver.’”’ ‘‘He wrote me he was coming,’’ said the stranger, as if to himself and witha shade of annoyance in his voice. ‘‘Dog gone aman who makes a promise and doesn’t keep it,’’ he added, quickly, with au indignant expression. ‘‘Tallus keep my promises,’’ said the disguised detective. ‘*'That’s right.’’ A-pause. The stranger glanced furtively about him, saw that the nearest passenger was several seats away, and out of hearing, and then said, in a low tone of relief: ‘‘Well, maybe it’s just as well he hasn’t shown up.’”’ Nick smiled inwardly. He knew what was coming. ‘‘No man but a fool would miss such a chance of making a big stake for an insignificant outlay.’? . ‘What are yer drivin’ at stranger?’’ queried Nick, his face the picture of de- vouring curiosity. ‘The chance this fellow from tonio has missed. ’’ | ‘“Money is a good thing to have, - stranger.’’ ta ‘*So it iS. At least that’s been iny €x- perience. By the way, how are taxes > down in Texas?” ‘“‘Purty durn high.’ ‘‘Causes a fellow to hustle to make both ends meet, eh ?’’ Mes = ‘‘There’s nothing like makings mon yo easy.” i» ‘Thats so,”’ regretfully. ‘And no risk about it either.’ = Risk? Why should there _ ) Fs ‘as ») San An- “-_ ~~ 2 > ie ~ comicbooks.com