Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 106: what you’re looking at

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98 OLD SPECIE. made his small eyes glitter, and his admiration grow again, Caddy Cole declared he must go to keep an appointment. So he bade Ben good-evening, promising to meet him on the succeeding night to learn the result of the balloting. Although Old Specie went out of the place, it was not his intention to lose sight of his man so easily. He had been foiled by fate on the other occasion, when endeavoring to follow the counterfeiters to their den. Now he was ready for another try. Having come prepared for an emergency, he was not long in altering his looks. This time, when he entered the dance hall, it was in the guise of a ’longshoreman. These men, under the stevedores, do most of the loading and unloading of vessels. The sailors seldom attend to that nowadays. Time was when they had to, but only small ves- sels work their men that way now. , There were a number of ’longshoremen in the motley crowd assembled here. He was not noticed. A man of this class seldom has enough money in his pocket to tempt a rogue. The footpad who assailed him would probably have his trouble for his pains. Besides, they are a brawny set. Your ordinary ’longshoreman is generally able to take care of himself, except when he has too much whisky aboard. : Old Specie soon sighted his man. Ben was quite at home. Eomicboo SS) (E(e 3