Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-07-16

and snapped a button near the door,
and Immediately the room was filled
with light. The occupant Of the room
was in bed, and as the others entered,
he turned as though awakening from
deep sleep, then he sat up, sleepily
stammerins:
What do you want? what does
this intrusion mean?" He rubbed his
eyes and yawned. Leave my room
Immediately or I'll arrest you ALL Do
you know who I am? I'm a private
detective; my name is Finn"
"Oh, yes" the woman in blue said
quickly, recognizing him; she knew
that voice-she had heard 1t before
that evening. We are we'll aware of
who you are-and your game Is up
You are the man who Is known as the
pickpocket Of Garney's!"
It's a. lie!" he hissed, at the same
time reaching toward the pillow.
up with your hands. Finn, or you
are a dead one," the woman caution
ed, as she leveled a dainty but dan
gerous looking 3S-calibre revolver at
the mans chest. Slowly the man rails
ed his arms, hatred and wickedness
cleaning from his eyes.
$50 you're Finn, are you?" the wo-
man went on; then, turning to one OF
the officers she said calmly: Just
cover him, and I'll prove that he's the
pickpocket of Garney's."
When the officer had him safely COW
cred, she replaced her weapon IN the
holster Of blue silk at her waist and
picked up the little instrument which
she had dropped to the floor. Then,
with the same circular motion she be-
gan to wind as though reeling In
fish line. She moved slowly to a near
by wardrobe, and the next instant
drew from the pocket Of a fashionably
cut overcoat a sparkling brooch set
with diamonds. Walking to the center
of the room, she held the brooch sew
eral feet from the floor, extending IN
the air about a foot from her hand.
"This," she said calmly, rs the
brooch which I wore when went In
to Garney's tonight. This gentleman"
pointing to Finn, approached Mr..
Carney and myself as we were talking
in the hall. He paid for the dinner
for five, then, as he was passing me,
brushed very. close-so close that his
elbow struck my arm. Before he mad
reached the street, I noticed that this
brooch had been taken. I might as
well tell you now that am Miss Craw-
ford of the Wyland detective force.
Well, wore this brooch tonight as
bait for the man who had been stealing
everything around Garney's place for
the past few weeks, and it seems that
he was foolish enough to bite at it."
She laughed as she paused and look
ed across at Finn. He was trembling
visibly, ard he had turned ghastly
white as she progressed with the mar
rative. He started to humble some
thing, but the woman cut him short.
This little reel" she continued, ex-
hibiting the instrument which she held
in her hand, was made especially for
me for this case. 1t contains 1000
yards of almost invisible thread. I
tied this thread to the brooch and Sc
creted the reel in a small pocket near
my belt. When I noticed that the
brooch had been stolen, I looked at
the reel and saw that the thread was
rapidly being drawn out. I immedi-
ately decided that the man who had
taken the brooch was the pickpocket
Of Garney's, so I gave chase. I be-
lieve you gentlemen know the remain.
der of the story. 1t was a merry chase,
was 1t not?"
AS the woman finished, she handed
the instrument to one Of the officers,
who examined 1t and passed 1t on to
the next. 1t passed from one to the
other, until each was satisfied that the
story was genuine. Then one Of the
officers said slowly
Now, Miss, If you'll retire for just a
few minutes, We'll ask Mr.. Finn to
remainder Of the night in the palace
next door,"
Half an hour later, waen Finn was
safely Gagged in one Of the six-by-six
cells Of the Jail, he sighed. The mar
row cot was hard and uninviting, and
his feet beat almost timidly upon the
cold cement floor. He held his breath
and shuddered. Slowly he stretched
out his arms. but the hands encoun-
cred only the solid, clammy rock
walls. It was then that visions Of
what might have been loomed before
his eyes in the darkness. He rose
nervously and beat the damp, cold at
mosphere with his open palms in an
effort to drive the scenes from before
his eyes. Sinking despondently again
to the cot, he hated himself and the
world in general then, with a quick
motion he leaned forward, his chin
resting in his palms, and grunted saw
agely to himself
so, you old fool, you've come to
this, after all-and at the hands Of a
woman! And to think that the stones
were pastel"
With an oath he fell over upon the
cot and endeavored to sleep.-Albert
Marble in Los Angeles, (Cal) Times.
Wonderful Wealth of the United States.
We have today SO,0OO,0OO of people,
occupying 100000 square miles Of
territory and they own $4,000, 900. 900