The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1881-10-20
HOW We CAUGHT HIN.

HOW WE CAUGHT HIN.
The banking house of Shavewell Brothers
had been victimized by an extensive for
gerry. so cleverly planned and executed that,
in detective circles. there was but one
opinion as to its authorship. There was
but one hand skillfnl enough for such a
piece of work-that of Durnford Warwick.
a most accomplished rascal, whose craft
| and cunning had carried him safely through
. long career Of roguery in spite Of the best
Lid schemes to trap him. On this occasion
heavy reward was offered for his appre-
hensien.
had but lately been enrolled member
OF the detective force, and was ambitious
of rising. Here was golden opportunity
l-golden In every sense, for whoever caught
Warwick would not only be a made man,
pocket.
While others were beating the bush in
| different directions, I resolved to 90 on q
still-hunt of my own. had information
that Warwick had set or associates in q
place about hundred miles away, with
whom. it was not unlikely, he had fought
and found hiding place. AT any rate, it
could do no harm to make reconnaissance
in the neiehb orbood.
took the next train with view to carry.
ing out my plan. Securing seat favorable
for observation, l commenced glancing over
the morning paper and my fellow passen-
gers. had nc particular expectation of
hndlng any one answering to Marwick's de-
scrlptiOn among them-still it was we'll
enough for one in my place to keep his eyes
open.
1t was not long, however. till my occu-
patton was interrupted. A plain looking
countryman, entering from forward car.
asked and was accorded permission to share
my seat. He proved one of those irrepres-
sibly sociable fellows who WiN make your
acquaintance in spite of you.
de told me his name without waiting to
be asked-it was Seth Virgins, he said
be-. didn't care to tell him was Detect
I've Tyke, SO merely answered:
Smith,"
"Du tell" returned Mr. Virgins, looking
as much surprised as if said Helioeabalus.
he WAS evidently one of those who think it
proper to receive whatever you say with q
certain polite astonishment
When Mr.. Smith had exhausted politics
and the "craps," and given me census of
the young ones. he broached the subject
that was uppermOst in my m'nd-or would
have been but for his eternal clatter.
That Was u nation smart trick that ere
Warwick played onto the bank" he re-
marked.
Il know very little about it." replied.
No more do ], " said Mr.. Virgins; "only
l heard he done 'em Outel mint O money"
I've understood as much" answered.
tell yedu, mister, you've got some
pesky cut0 fellows down to York-rale tai
ented chaps as countryman like me haint
no business buckin' aein. One on 'em.
t'other day, got me- to bet five dollars I
could tell which O. three keards he'd pic
ter onto it. He laid 'em down in row.
was in place he'd invited me inter to hev
a social Tom and Jerry and then turned
to chin the barkeeper while ! was studyin'
which keard to pick.
I've got you now!' thinks I, tarnin' up
the middle keara, which sure enough it ha d
the plcter onto it. was poorly sartin of it
afore; for the man d handled the keards so
awka rdly at could see their faces cen
amost as easy as the backs; but thought
I'd jest make sure, an havin' done so. /
put the keard back 'ithout letting on.
Air you ready? seq he, turnin round.
'Hit's-hit's the middle one-I guess
SEE speakln' doubtful like: for I didn't
want to seem too sure least he'd suspicion
me O heavin looked.
No 'taint,' seq he turning it up which
'twere as blank as that ere prize drawed
once inter the Gulltrap loterary.
'How's it done?' seq feelin' poorly
streaked as he pocketed my money.
I've got a patent onto it, seq he, but
l wouldn't mind sellin' you Il country right
for another "
II told him was much obleeged, but
Il 1ropf L, s,-l IL
in the country"
I was glad when Mr.. Virgins gave me q
gushing good day at the next stopping
place, and left the train.
Another hour brought us to place where
ten minutes were allowed for refreshments
We had hardly stopped, when boy came
hurrylng through the car inquiring if Mr..
Tyke WIS aboard.
That's my name. answered.
Here's telegram for YOU"
tore 1t open as the boy hurried into the
next car as if to deliver another message.
Mine was this:
"Marwick is on the train with you, and
will get off At. He wears q SLOUGH
hatand gray coat, is thick-set and bandy-
legged, and has slight stoop in the shout
ders; also carries black leather sachel
Arrest him on sight.
BEAKES."
I hustled out, and the very first person I
encountered tailed so exactly with the de-
scription in the telegram as to leave no
doubt had found my man.
He made no attempt to flee, but advanced
boldly. looking me directly in the face.
You're my prisoner!" I said. abruptly
Selling his collar.
"That's what call cheeky!" he replied,
pulling loose, and tacklinR me, adding: Il
| rather think you're my prisoner.
vigorous scufde ensued. For O time
neither of us went further than trying to
| keep his hold on the other. But my op.
ponent lost his temper at last, and planted
d blow of hi right fist directly over my right
eye. "countered" on his nose, tapping
the claret" freely. Both called on the BY
standers for assistance; but they OILY for med
a ring and exhorted us to go it,"
And we acere going it pretty lively, when
u sharp voice brought US to an armis-
tice
"Hello-what's this?" inquired keen
eyed Jolly faced man, in whom 1 recog-
nized Captain Beake, my chief, whose name
WAS to the telegram.
live got him" I said, out of
breath.
Twelve got him!" painted my antag-
onist. quite as much blown as +.
| Now who is that you have both got,
pray?" queried the captain, looking puz-
lied.
! "Durnford Marwick!" we shouted stimuli
taneously.
thought the captain would split his
| sides.
Il have your telegram to arrest the
scoundrel! I said, not d little pi4ued a,
such levity.
II have your order to nab the villain
on sight" rejoined my adversary.
An active renewal Of hostilities was i'm.
minent, but the Captain stepped between
Us.
Hold on, Sleuth! Hold on, Tyke!' b.
interpossd. Let me see those messages.
Two scraps Of paper were thrust int
his hand.