Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 69: what you’re looking at

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

OLD SPECIE. 61 ‘Then how come the other there—the young girl whose dead body they were now transporting back - to the city to replace the living? Besides, this wonderful likeness must have some meaning—it could not be accidental. Ben Bolt had said there was no relationship be- tween the two; but he did not know everything. and might be mistaken. When Old Specie-got to thinking of the girl left to perish in the tomb, his indignation grew within, and he determined that such a foul wrong as this should not be. How could he save her? He had done his best to interest Ben Bolt ina scheme whereby her life might be saved, by show- ing him how he could hold a power over his em- ployer by doing this thing. Ben, however, either through fear of his master, or some other cause, had gechinen to enter into such a game. Hence the field was open. Having determined to do this thing, even at the risk of hurting his own chances, the next question was as to the means to be employed. He knew the name of the cemetery. The railroad ran close by its entrance, and most funerals went that way, as the drive from the city was too far. It would not be a difficult thing for him to reach the place. After that his motions could be governed by what happened there. So he decided on his plan. The carriage rolled on. At length the Harlem River was crossed. SS) Te he eee comicbhoo