Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 55: what you’re looking at

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

OLD SPFCIE, 47 I had a big game in hand where the government could be beat out of a pile of gold shipped from Cali- fornia.”’ ‘Did you succeed ?”’ ‘‘No. The feller [ took in with me weakened at the knees just when everything was set for business, and refused to turn the switch that was to throw the express down an embankment, so we lost the treasure.”’ ‘That was a daring game.”’ ‘‘T’ve been in. some others bigger that I'll tell ye about some day. The authorities don’t know all Caddy Cole’s been up to. If they did there wouldn’t be any rest here for me.”’ ‘Every hour I’m more glad I ran across you, old man. I’ve looked for you, or one like you, these three years back. A man don’t like to run alone, don’t ye know??? | “Well, we’ll try it in double harness for a while, to see how we get on. Where are we going now?”’ “Yo a certain grave-yard.”’ “But we ain’t got no corpse.”’ ‘‘Goin’ to get one.”’ This beat everything. What was to be done with the girl? She lived, and yet they were taking her to a ceme- tery. 39 Old Specie lay back and cudgeled his brains. He began to believe this was about to prove the most astonishing case he had run across in many a __ day. The long ride continued. Country scenes lay around them. The late moon had arisen and hung in the eastern sky. cS (E(6) Gomilcboo =} |