The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-08-28
CAPTURED BY A WOMAN.
LXTHEN Carl Binkley, the private
wv detective of the Macacheek Air

the altar, Sne shaVeu MS face untn no
hirsute appendage save a fine blonde
mustache remained thereon. This
whim prevented his recognition by sew
eral acquaintances on the day of his
wedding, and he and his bride enjoyed
more than one outburst of merriment at
their expense.
The wedding tour planned by" Blink"
as the employees and officers of the
road Familiarity called him, promised to
prove quite extensive, and the directors
placed palace car at his disposal.
But he preferred, and so did his bride,
to travel like the rest of the people, and
on the afternoon of the wedding day,
they stepped on board the train amid
the good-bys of a host of relatives and
friends. They expected to reach their
destination at one o'clock ON the follow
ing morning, and for the sake of Court
ney who had horror of sleeping
coaches, the bridegroom refused an of
fered favor from Scott the conductor.
AS the train rolled westward, the sun
sank to rest, and the night stars peeped
out again in the sky. 1t was beauti-
full mid-Autumn night, and the cool
breeze ever and anon blew the yellow
leaves against the windows of the
coaches.
Carl, what if an old offender should
board the train - mean a man for
whom you have been looking?"
The detective looked down into the
smiling face of his newly made wife
and smiled himself.
Well, 1 don't know what 1 would
do, Courtney" he answered; "but L
suppose / would arrest him, take him
to prison, and let you finish our we'd
ding tour alone"
"How jolly that would bel" Court
ney laughed. "I really wish such an
event would occur. should be rid of
you at least for time, and I'd have the
jolliest wedding tour ever written Of"
"I'd like to see you touring it alone
with your three trunks and groomless !"
replied Carl as the brakeman opened
the door and shouted Bloomfield" at
the top of his lungs.
AT the almost deserted station of the
inland town the train stopped long
enough to permit the men to board it,
and seat themselves in the car that bore
the newly welded.
The new passengers were tolerably
well dressed, and passingly good look
ing. They occupied one seat behind the
detective, and almost directly beneath
the lamp that offered miserable light.
A detective is constantly watching
human faces, and after while he reads
them as he would read an open book
Thus it was with Carl Binkley.
When the two men entered the car
his eyes were upon them, and followed
them to their seat.
By and by the conductor collected
their fare, and the detective followed
him from the car
Where are these fellows going ?" he
asked.
"To Terre Haute," was the reply
"Do they strike you unfavorably ?"
" Moderately so," said Blink. "Send
man in to trim the lamp above them"
Then the detective returned to his
bride, who thought that something was
going on, and a minute later brake
man entered and proceeded to trim the
light in the coach.
Binkley did not appear to watch the
two men, but nevertheless his eyes were
upon them, and before they moved back
into shadier seat he had spotted one, if
not both.
i" Courtney, 1 am afraid your wish is
about to come true" he whispered to his
wife.
She looked up surprised at the solem-
nifty of his manner.
Why, Carlp''
An old offender has boarded the
train" he replied, and it is my duty
to attend to him. am certain of my
man, though have not seen him for
two years, and his face, smooth then, is
bearded now. Jack Hawk has repeat
edly committed depredations ON our line,
and we can send him to the penitenti-
ary with ease. But you see, Courtney,
you must catch a man before you hang
him, and, according to this truism, Jack
has escaped punishment 1 must at
tend to him, save the company further
losses, and put several hundred dollars
in my pocket. He suspects nothing yet,
believe. think he has not recogniz-
ed me, and I have no doubt that his