The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1906-11-01

he'll hitch up and follow us TO the
Lawrence place, and you can drop me
in the lane when we get there. Then
I'll be right in call. I'll not have you
go alone, tell YOU"
"Oh, | shall be glad enough to
haze you within reach" said Dorothy,
frankly. II do feel little queer at
the idea of - thieves. But | know
they won't suspect me or give me
any trouble"
Nevertheless. 1t was n somewhat
timid young agent who hitched her
horse at the Lawrence gate, having
eft young man down in the lane be-
ind the hedges waiting for Consta-
lie Parry's slow old mare to come
along.
II have some very good poultry
remedies here" she began, taking a
couple of bottles from her box as a
rough looking youth come from
round the house. "If your chickens
suffer from roup, l have q special an
tiseptic mixture here which is an un-
failing remedy. | am introducing
also cholera preventative and cura-
tive, to be mixed in soft food, and
Jim might like that roup medi-
cine. He fancies them sort OF
things" said the lad. Come this
way, Miss" and Dorothy and her bot
ties were escorted around corner to
the chicken yards-suspiciously small
for the amount of poultry shipped.
Here are some Plymouth Rocks,
fat and placid, and group OF buff
Wyandottes; and plenty of Leghorns
in the further yard, where a man was
catching them, one after another, and
killing them as If for market.
"Hi. Jim," called out the youth.
"Ill go over, and not bring him
out from his work." said Dorothy,
hurrying forward While she pro-
duced her bottles and urged her
wares, she saw all she needed in the
plump pullet that Jim" held, with
it's legs showing black against the
white feathers. She hurried through
interested. He had a smooth man.
ner, but "shifty" eyes.
"I've got some Brahmas with the
roup," he said. Guess I'll try bot
tie or two of that. Got any more
with you?"
There's another bottle in the wag-
on" said Dorothy, in a professional
tone. "Ill get it," She few back
to the gate, and looking down the
lane, beckoned in haste to the two
men who stood there, waiting i'm
patiently. Then returning with the
bottle, she had just handed it over
to Jim, when Frank and the constable
came upon them.
1t was rather an exciting scene
after that, for not only did Dorothy
pick out her stolen Leghorns, dead
and alive, but Constable Parry found
one or two of his fine Brahmas that
he said he could swear to.
The roughly dressed youth tried
to run. Jim showed fight for a mo-
ment, but found Franks muscular
hand on his collar, and thought bet
ter of it. In the end the two sus-
poets were marched to the constable's S
wagon, and driven off to the Justices
while Dorothy followed with one of
the marked and murdered Leghorns
as the corpus deficit.
Hes only killed ten of mine
Frank" she said. But if you and
the constableshadn't been there. the
other thirty would have been candi.
dates for the barrel in a few minutes
more"
Don't give us any of the glory"
said Frank, as he helped her into the
buggy. eve don't deserve it. It's
the cleverest bit of detective work
ever knew, and it's all yours. Your
chicken trade mark is a stroke of
genius, Dorothy. 1t did the busi-
ness"
And at the trial, when the whole
county were shown to have been con-
tributors to the Lawrence chicken
yards, and the clever methods of the
thieves were exposed, it was still
Dorothy's testimony, first and fore
most, that convicted them.
dot, I take that all back about
your not being practical" said Dan.
"Three cheers for Miss Jane Smith
and the great roup mixture!"-
Youths Companion.