Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-01-17

I'm the SNEAK Is your man. on,
Tim is a good one; he'll be here
shortly
"A young girl of about II, tall and
lissomc, and whose features, despite the
vitiated moral atmosphere which she
breathcd, were classical i'm cut and
beautiful to the degrceo of absolute per-
lection, approached much to my cha
grim rs | was beginning to become in
terested, and said, without noticing
me:
ibid Jack turn up YETI AS she
spoke, | noticed that her voice still re-
tanned some of its pristine sweetness;
but her reckless life was evident in its
every tone.
mot yet. Kate, but | expect him
every minute; he's away behind his
time now was the answer in the pc.
culiar squeaking, wheezy,' rasping
voice OF the bag.
- suppose you know that Mickey
the Kid is pinchcd.'
mo, | didn't hear about it; what
vas it forf
He copied a super" a red
one. from a bloke in Nassau street, and
a fatty got him.
''The diabolical features 81 the re-
pulsive Jcaebel was screwed into an
expression TO correspond with her fire.
quently expressed sympathy for the
recalcitrant but unfortunate Mickey,
who got 'pinched' for coping a SUI
per.
"'kate. this is Brooklyn Jim. a sec.
ond story man. said the Owl by way
of Introducing me To the fair but frail
young girl at her side, who now for
the first time noticed me. lie wants
a pal 10 do a crib" over the river and
I've recommended Tim
Tins "A daisy. you a just bet
your life, was the eulogistic response.
Without further notice the pair
drew apart-one the very antithseis Of
the other-and consulted in a low
tone, the hag ac%cen,uating her utter.
ances with lceiS and slirugs.
They motioncd To, a boy TO ap.
proach, and from a few unguarded
%utterances Of the precocious young
ster, | learned that they were planning
TO rob a house up town near Central
park, and expected to make off with
considerable silverware. After salts.
flying myself that my information
was correct, ! stole from the place UNI.
observed. and at once determined TO
Illustrate the plan of the robbers.
The house which the thieves in
tended to plumber was located in
t~llty.ci-hth street, and was the res
dence Of a wealthy merchant whose
wife was a society leader. informed
the gentleman of the conversation !
overheard between the owl and her
two pupils, and lac in turn notified
the police. On the night planned for
the execution Of the daring plot, /, to
gether with two police detectives and
the ownerof the mansion, lay secreted
in the house awaiting the coming of
the thieves. | expected ID make a sen.
sation by writing about the whole af.
fair, and, as | was the only one out.
side of the officers who knew it, excep.
ting Ire owner, | was considerably
elated.
1--WE had not waited more than two
hours before we leard the window OF
the basement being skillfully unfast-
encd, and going below observed a
masked man enter. He was shortly
followed by a woman evidently an old
one, judging from her slow move
ments. They proceeded to the dining
room where the plate was, as we knew
they would. They had scarcely en-.
tered when the gas was turned up and
We were upon them with drawn re.
volvers. Judge of my surprise when
l saw the Owl in the person Of the wo-
man. She fought like a fury as did
her companion, but her struggles
were useless; we had them secure
enough. Wien overpowered, the
Owl broke down completely, and one
of the officers, noticing something
peculiar about the old nag, pulled
the hood from her head, and with
it came the gray wig of the counterfeit
old woman, revealing the face of a
beautiful young woman, although il
was considerably, yet artistically
smeareI with pigments, TO initiate the
wrinkles and burrows OF old age.
THE owner of the mansion stagger
ed back upon observing the face of the
spurious old hag. and with dilatinp
pupils exclaimed in a voice in which
horror and amazement were strangely
blended:
Emma Brown! Had q park OF
artillery been exploded at my back al
the moment | could not have beer
more surprised than l was when ]
heard that name, for | recognized at 0
glance the society queen and reigning
belle in the person of the burglarious
woman who confronted us.
"She at first stared at us boldly,
then laughed Historically, and finally
broke down completely. The gentle
mans wife entering upon the scenes al
this moment he turned 10 her and sale
like one in a dream: Agnes, whaI
mystery is thisl This young lady wa
a guest of yours last evening, and her,
she is, a few hours later, masquerad
ing as an old woman, and entering my
house with a criminal as her colnpan
ion TO steal my plate. 1t surpasses my
powers Of solution
THE Owl vas now crying pitifully
and was led away by the lady Of tn
house, the detectives consenting whel
appraised how matters stood. lie
companion, who stood like one petri
fled upon observing the character %
his aged pal, was also allowed 10 de
part. The social standing Of the beau