Nick Carter Weekly: The Little Glass Vial — page 9: what you’re looking at

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

a + oy; f. "That letter," said Rogers; but before making any further explanation, he ordered Jones—the colored man—to leave the room. "What about the letter?" inquired Nick, when Jones had gone. "I received it by the afternoon mail, just before the doctor made his examination. I then telegraphed to you, and decided that, until you arrived, I would not allow any interference with the body." "Was the coroner notified?" asked Nick. "No, sir. Dr. Lord has given a certificate of death from heart disease." Just then the servant summoned young Rogers to receive a visitor. The moment he was gone Nick took a hasty inventory of the surroundings. As the young fellow had said, it was quite apparent that nothing in the room had been disturbed since the old man died. During his examination of the body his hand touched something with a sharp point. It lay within the folds of the coat, and Nick made an exclamation of surprise when he discovered that it was a lady’s hat-pin, with a curious haliotis shell head. This he put in his pocket. comicboolk CO