The Press., 1919-06-12

sary that the criminal be found. You were in that car alone with the case of ,Fat-Reducio. You are known to have often expressed dissatisfaction with your excessive weight. "In the solitude of your car. you succumbed to the temptation. and when no eye was on you, you ate up that case. Come, man, you may as
 we'll admit it. l know what am talk ing about"
 "I did not eat it," said Judson. '1
 was not in the car alone. There was
 goat on board. It was consigned to cattle show in Kentucky. I tell you I know nothing about It." "Watchem," said Carlock, turning to me, "this is the toughest case I've ever tackled. I've got to get an ad-
 mission out of him at any cost. The directors have ordered me to make a
 report as quickly as possible" He turned, and, opening his safe, he
 took handful of gold pieces from his
 cash-box. Placing the gold on the table, he addressed Judson: Did you ever see this before" 'No," replied JudsOn. Ut is yours," insinuated Carlock.
 No, mo-" moaned Judson. 'I wish 1t was."
 "It Is yOurs," repeated CarlOck. Come, now, like good fellow, admit that you ate the Fat-Reducio." q do not understand" walled Jud- son. But if you say the money Is mine, perhaps I am mistaken. Per haps did eat the Fat-Reducio." "The money Is yours," Carlock as- sured him. Come, now, admit that you ate the case of Fat-Reducio." "Mine-all mine" exclaimed Judson joyfully "Yes, think I did eat It." He picked up the gold-pieces and let them ftow from one hand to the other. Then he put them into his pocket. You did It," persisted Carlock. You
 know you did it,"
 "Yes; did It," said Judson wearily. "Whew !" exclaimed Cnrlock. That
 was tough job. Twenty minutes, by the clock. Did you photograph 1t, Watchem?"
 "Yes," replied; 'it is all on rec ord"
 Carlock dismissed Judson, and pro- ceeded to transcribe full report of the confession. He was a lightning operator on the typewriter, and I
 watched the sparks flying from the machine as he wrote. "Are you not afraid of setting fire to the paper?" I asked. "No danger" he replied. "I use as- bestos safety-paper." As he finished his Iabors, the post man entered and handed him a large. legal-looking letter.
 Carlock passed 1t to me and ask ed
 me to read 1t to him. broke the seal and opened it.. Clearing my throat, I read: HOOP, HORN & HIDE, Goat Breeders, Venezuela, s. A. MT. Carlock Bjones, New York, U. s. A Dear MT. Bjones-We are address ing you as the head of the detective staff of the Pole-to-Pole railway, and since we shipped one of our prize fat goats over your road to the Ken lucky Agricultural Fair The goat was a beautiful specimen, weighing 22C pounds.
 Shortly after its delivery to the Agricultural show people if com
 menced to lose weight, and in the
 short space of one week 1t lost the amazing sum of 100 pounds. It is needless to note that the goat was
 unfit for show purposes, and we were
 compelled to withdraw 1t. We determined to investigate the
 cause of this loss in weight, and our
 MT. Arsenic Loo Ping was assigned to the job. With the greatest ease he
 located the man who had charge of the baggage-car in which the goat
 had made the trip to Kentucky. He found him In New York suffer
 ing from a mysterious malady, and disguising himself as a trained nurse he gained admission into the sick
 room. He was rewarded by learning from the delirious rawlings of Pud Judson that a case of Fat-Reducio in the car had been entirely consumed by our prize fat goat. We propose to enter suit against
 the Pole-to-Pole railway for damages
 sustained by us through your care
 lessness in transporting our goat.
 MT. Arsenic Loo Ping sends you his
 greetings, and assures you that you
 will have to get up early to beat him.
 Very sincerely,
 Hoof, Horn < Hide.
 "CarlOck," commented, "it looks to
 me as though Pud Judson has the best
 of you. There seem to be two goats
 in this case"
 "NO," replied CRrlock bitterly.
 "There is only one. I'm It."