Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1913-04-25
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Ned BrOmley's |
Assurance
He Got Into His Own
Trap, but Got
Out of 1t
By ESTHER VANDEVHER

Ned Bromley was sitting In trolley
car beguiling long ride by looking up
at the signs opposite. Ned was a good
natured, devil-may-care sort of fellow,
always ready to crack joke or put
himself out to do any one favor. Low
ering his eyes, he saw an elderly gen
tleman sitting opposite him looking at
him, Ned thought. rather disappearing
ly. AS Ned read his thoughts they were
something like this:
'"The young man opposite, judging by
the fashionable cut of his clothes, Is
passing that age when his tailor is his
most intimate friend. He looks as II he
would swear at the least provocation
and probably CANDLES"
OF course, Ned made this up, but the
fact remains that disapprobation was
plainly marked on the gentleman's
countenance. Ned, who was full of Old
Nick, was minded to shock the man.
Leaning forward, he said confdentially:
II know a place where there's a small
game going on. l wouldn't mind taking
you around If you like"
The man gave him whitening look,
turned, showing as much of his back as
possible and made no reply. Ned took
the rebuff good naturally and was
thinking how to follow up his shocking
process without running the risk of be-
ing turned over to the police when the
gentleman pushed the button, the car
stopped, and he got out. When Ned
next turned his glance to where the
gentleman had been sitting he saw a
fat wallet lying on the seat.
"That comes of no button on the hip
picket" said Ned, who had once lost q
pocketbook from that cause; and, TAX
ing up the wallet, he left the car and
ran after the owner. Unfortunately,
the man was not to be seen. The next
thing to be done was to examine the
contents to learn If there was any ad-
dress within. Ned came upon n singu-
lar bit of information. He found a card
on which was written: This Is the
body of Archibald Crane, president of
the -th National bank In case Of &C.
cident illness or death telephone the
bank also my house, No. 742 Lincoln
street"
"How easy 1t u.s." unused Ned, ito
read character from the appearance.
Any one would know that was Just
the kind OF man to put such notice in
his pocketbook. But what's this"
From another division of the wallet
he took some bank bills folded to-
gether. There were FIVE Of them
three twenties, fifty and ten, in all
$120. There was another roll of ones
and twos, making up 81 more.
81 reckon I'll give the old gentleman
a chance to worry Bit" unused Ned.
an telephone tomorrow at his home
after he's gone to the bank or to the
bank after he's gone home. Perhaps
I'll get some fun out of the old crank
after ALL"
SO he pocketed his find and thought
no more about 1t till tho next morning
when he fancied the man he wanted
was not Mt home; then after looking
In a telephone directory he called up
Mr.. Cranes residence. A very soft
feminine voice asked, what is itT
as Mr.. Crane at homer
mo: he's gone to the bank"
Perhaps you had better call up the
bank and ask II he is there"
After some questioning as to the
cause Of this suggestion the lady
concluded to do as advised, after which
she called the telephone number that
Ned had given her. He was waiting
and said:
II didn't wish to scare any one, 80 I
asked you to call up Mr.. Crane to as
sure yourself that he In all right. I've
found his body"
Found his body! My goodness gra-
cious!"
"oh, you know he's all right"
Eyes"
"Well. what shall do with his
bodyT
"What does all this mean? Who are
your
'Tm Edward Bromley"
There was a pause when the voice
asked where Mr.. Bromley was, and
he replied that he was at the Univer-
slty club and asked whom he had the
honor Of speaking with and received
the Information that he was speaking
with Miss Hester Crane, Mr.. Archi-
bald Cranes daughter
"Well," continued Ned, i've found
a pocketbook with about $120 and a
card giving instructions what TO do
with Mr.. Cranes body II found dead
or something"
"You don't mean ftp
II certainly do"
Il know papa is bit peculiar, but
mdn't think he would put anything
uke that in his pocketbook."
"Pm in quandary about the return
bf the money"
How sor
well, I saw Mr.. Crane sitting oppo-
site me In n trolley car looking at me
rather severely. My neck scarf didn't
seem to please him or q snake ring
wore on my little finger thought ia
shock him and asked him II he'd like
to go where small game was going
on"
\ ripple OF laughter came over the
phone Mt this. then tho reply, you
couldn't have done anything more cal.
culated to turn papa against you"
"Thnt's just IT, Now, supposing he