Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-02-10

saddened when the suspected one left the
terminal without having committed any un-
toward deed Nevertheless. Jimmy looked
sharp continually for the man to reappear.
Sure enough, he was back again within the
week. This time he displayed his true col
ors. Jimmy beheld him doing so, and be-
fore the man could squrm to oblivion In
the crush. Jimmy's hand was on his shout
der and 1t was all over but the testifying
in court later on.
Turned the Trick.
Dave sinuously cultivated a thick ac-
quaintance with the loquacious health
seeker. After a time the latter came to
confide in Dave. and little remarks that he
let fall led Dave to take matters in his own
hands on a certain night and search the
open air shanty when Its occupant was
absent.
What Dave found there in the shape of
poorly secreted rif1ed mail caused him first
to seek out the sheriff, who lived in Flat
head. Together they pursued their way to the
saloon usually frequented by the easterner.
There he was found in the company of sew
eral town characters, boring them as usual
with his talk about the road agent.
Dave and the sheriff permitted the man to
ramble for some time. At last even
Dave, elated though he was with his sue
cess, wearied of the situation.
There is your road agent, sheriff., he
announced, so that all could hear, and
pointed at the easterner. Arrest him."
OF course, the surprise was great, even for
tlathead, accustomed TO ali SORTS OF STRANGE
happenings from the placing of Its founda-
tons, which occurred simultaneously with
the opening up of the mines on which 1t
lived. But Dave had made no mistake, as
some of the miners, with the taste of the
accused mans liquor still lingering on their
tongues, were all but ready to take UP
arms to prove. Indeed, after he had eX-
perienced several weeks of prison fare, the.
accused man realized that the jig was up,
and when brought before the court freely
confessed that he had come to Flathead for
the express purpose of holding up NO. lo,
which he, as former employe of the road,
knew to carry a large sum of money east
daily. He had been shrewd enough to in
gratiate himself with all Flathead before
holding up the train; and If a queer trick
of mind had not caused him to babble at
length about his own handiwork, he would
probably have got back home with the
booty leaving the identity of the road agent
forever mystery.
How the Faker Was Undone.
John Hart patiently sat by night for
matter of two weeks at the window of the
fiat he had rented. On the night that his
quest came to an end the gas was lighted
as usual in the fiat across the way, but TO-
some reason or other the curtains were not
pulled down prior to the act, as was Gus
tomary Nor stranger still, were they pulled
down afterward, that John, looking
through his glass, finally caught the faker
off his guard, dancing a jig to the music
of a piano played by his wife.
John thoughtfully had his wife view the
little scene; then he stole away to a tele-
phone A few days later the faker was ar
rested charged with perjury, he having
sworn that he was hopeleSSly paralyzed on
his right side.
by the way" said Johns chief after he
had formally received the formers report,
there's fellow who had us bill half a car
load of flour for him to a customer of his
in Nestoria The blamed stuff's got lost
somewhere See If you can locate 1t quick
and so stop the everlasting kicking at both
ends
yes" said Dawes chief, twas a good
piece of work. l dare say you read about
the freight smash-up at Tornah today?
Well, get right out there, and see what you
can find out about the cause of it, and re-
port back as soon as possible, for l want
you to investigate rather important claim
Just put in for three lost trunks. The gem
eral superintendent is anxious to have qU ok
reports on both these matters. He's the
man we fellows have got to please, you
know.
Got him dead to rights, didn't you Jim
my?" complimented the kids superior.
Now you're to try your hand on the car
thieves who've been making life miserable
for US at Granton. The towns got cnly
two or three cops; they're not worth tier
salt, anyway; the yards pretty we'll or
from everywhere, and it's fine field for
the scoundrels. Jones hasn't been able to
six weeks. So you go down there,
and I'll transfer him to the termi-
nal yards. They're in no danger of
being robbed, what with the city cops
all about and the drilling of cars and all
that going on day and night. So long, and
good luck, Jimmy. And, by the way, don't
let any of those fellows put a bullet hole
through you, some of their sort did sew
eral years ago to friend of mine with
the Oak LeafP