The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-11-15
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ner, Mr.. Smith; if you succeed in
recovering the jewels and Furnishing
the thief, l shall not hesitate to re.
ward you handsomely
OF course you will allow me to
take these said Smith, pointing
toward the counterfeits.
Certainly; they are only paste,
said Mr.. Brewster, as he laid the
bogus jewels back into their downy
nest.
Smith took the box, rose, but.
toned his coat and turned to leave.
when he suddenly asked as be
looked over his shoulder.
Does your daughter know Of the
existence of these bogus jewels -
She does
Let me see-you have a son?'
asked Mr.. Smith.
i have
is he a member Of the firm?'
No, sir
What does he do?'
Sir, my son is a gentleman Of
leisure
That's all; good-night;' and the
door closed behind the officers
form.
Jack Smith was one of the best
men on the force. He was sharp,
cunning, and knew not the meaning
Of the word fear. AS he wended
his way from Harold Brewster's
office he began to cogitate, to won:
der if there was no possible light
ahead concerning the case in hand,
just as he was about to pass q jew.
elry store q sudden Thought illumi.
mated his mind. He stepped in,
and showing the bogus diamonds
to the proprietor, asked him one
question. When Jack Smith emerg.
ed from the door a strange look was
upon his face, and he hugged the
box more closely to his breast as
he threaded the great Broadway
throng.
Fred Brewster was one Of those
gay, petted darlings of society, Of
Thich New York has a sqrfeit. He
toiled not, neither did he spin, yet
no enc of the fashionable set in
which he moved had finer raiment
nor spent money more layishly.
Perhaps if Fred had had some aim
in life his lot would not have been
so vapid as it is. But, as the case
now stands, heis rapidly going to
the dogs. He kESnsws X il, and his
boon companions knew it; but be
cared as little for his mistaken
career as they did. He was petted
by his mother and sister, and his
father condolsd his many foibles by
saying:
Let. the hey SOW his wild oats;
he'll settle down soon enough
The young man gambled; was a
frequenter OF sporting circles of
every description, and did not
disdain to bet hundreds of dollars
on a brutal prize-r:ng affair. Upon
the evening following the interview
between Harold Brewster and the
detective, while Fred was in ene
Of the noted gambling resorts on.
street, he found that q plainly
dressed man OF middle age was
him clasply,
1t troubled him exceedingly, and
made him careless in his play. The
consequence was when he rose from
the game he found that he had lost
five hundred dollars. He went to
the bar and called for brandy. At
ter drinking it he took his depar.
ture. The middle.aged man who
had watched him So closely was at
his heels:
Look here, stranger, said Fred,
turning to the other when the pair
had reached the walk, 'am l such
an object of curiosity that you
must keep your eyes upon me?'
BE calm, Mr.. Fred Brewster. /
arrest you in the name of the law
said Jack Smith; for he it was in
one of many disguises.
ARREST me For what p gasped
the young man, starting back. "'
No matter; come With me- SIM
ply returned Smith.
The young man now saw that it
would be utterly out of the question
to offer resistance, and so he accom-
panied the officer. The pair passed
into Broadway, and after reaching
and passing through Bond street,
went down tie Bcwery.
A strange expression of fear came
upon Fred Brewster's face when the
officer told him to step into a pawn
shop with lin near Canal street
crossing.
The ticket, please said Smith.
Fred trembled in every limb; his
face was the picture of abject deg,
pair.
:Whst-what do you--mean p he
calculated.
The pawn.ticket for the dia-
monds,' whispered the detective.
Fred took his pocketbook out,
and, extracting the slip of paper
from its contents, passed it to
Smith.
Now I'll take that lot of dia-
monds in the white bog, plesse,'
said Smith, handing the ticket to
the man behind the counter.
Yes, but must have my money.
Twenty-Five dollars, and five for the
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