Nick Carter Weekly: The Little Glass Vial — page 19: what you’re looking at

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

a + os; f. "I would like to buy it from you," said the pretended surgical instrument maker, not noticing the doctor’s look of impatience. "Oh," said the latter, "it is not mine to sell. I found it upon my table yesterday evening, and I cannot possibly trace an ownership for it among my callers." "It 1s of Spanish make," said Nick, who was carefully examining it. But this did not enlighten Dr. Lord. He was beginning to tire of the pertinacity of his visitor, and finally, to get rid of him, he said: "Well, you can take it away with you. It is useless to me, and as it is also useless to whoever left it here, I dare say they won’t return for it." Nick was profuse in his thanks, and was hurrying toward Boston in a very few moments. He had noticed that the graduated cylinder of the syringe contained a small quantity of some kind of liquid, and he determined to have it analyzed. At the same time he remembered the small vial which he had found in the snow, at the Providence depot; and, upon his arrival at the city analyst’s, he handed that gentleman the two articles. He gave him his card, and the moment the analyst recognized the name of the great New York detective he became particularly attentive, and after a careful examination, he 19 comicboolk CO