Nick Carter Weekly: The Little Glass Vial — page 48: what you’re looking at

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

a + oy; f. The ground was still covered with snow from the storm of a few days before; but it had been freezing hard, and now a heavy crust made walking rather pleasant. Nick stood outside the depot for a moment, and looked at the sky and the snow-covered road, as if considering whether he would walk to the hotel or ride. While he was thus engaged, he heard the rumbling of an incoming train. "This is the New York express," said he, and he immediately withdrew into the shadow of the ticket office and watched the passengers as they came out. There was the usual bustle and hurrying hither and thither that accompanies the arrival of a passenger train. Thirty or forty persons came from the platform, grip or satchel in hand, and went out into the street, and finally there passed close to Nick the two individuals he most desired to see. They were Anita and Moreno. The latter was apparently giving her some very serious instructions. But the gateman shouted: "All aboard for Boston!" Moreno hastily wrung Anita’s hand and rushed back to the train, and the lady gathered up her dress and went to the depot entrance. 48 comicbooe S CO