Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-06-08

raid on Tommy FenaioWS Snop anu
worked out all the details except the
composition of the raiding force.
Tommy had hangout at Golders
Green whittier trusted agents came, purchas-
ing SIS Treasury notes for $50 per hundred or
$3.50 a thousand Only experts could detect
Tommys currency and that authorized by ana
printed for the Government. They were the
right shades of green, the numbers were OF
issued SERIES the paper was exact. They were
printed in Germany at SIS a thousand anu
Tommy made thousands per cent profit.
Mr. Reeder discovered all about Tommy IN
his spare time, and reported the matter to MS
chief
"Take Inspector Greyash with you and super
intend the raid" were his instructions.
He left the inspector to make all the arrange
ments, and among those who learned OF the
projected coup was a certain detective officer
who made more money from questionable asso-
Citations than he did from the city. The oftcer
tipped off Tommy and when Mr.. Reeder and
his gold men arrived at Golders Green there
were Tommy and three friends playing quiet
game of bridge, and the only Treasury notes
discoverable were veritable old masters.
"It is a pity" sighed J. G. when they reached
the street; "a great pity. OF course, hadn't
the least idea that Detective Wilshore was in
our party. He is-er-not quite loyal"
"Wilshore?" asked the officer, agtast. DO
you mean he tipped of Tommy"
Mr. Reeder scratched his nose and said gently
that he thought so.
He has quite big income from various
sources. BY the way, he banks with the Midland
81 Derbyshire, and his account is in his wifes
maiden name. tell you this in case-er-it
may be useful"
TT was useful enough to secure the summary
election of the unfaithful Wilshore from the
ha.ff c1Iff7N
Tommy, whose parting words were: you're
clever, Reeder, but you've got to be lucky to
catch mel"
Tommy was in the habit of repeating this
scrap of conversation to such as were interested.
It was an encounter of which he was justihably
proud, for few dealers in counterfeit have
ever come up against Mr.. j. G. and got away
with it.
TITS worth thousand dollars to me-ten
thousandi I'd pay that money to make J. G.
look SICK anyway, the old dog guess they
will think twice before they try to shop me
again. and that's the real kick in the raid.
J. G.,s name is Jonah at headquarters, and I
can do anything to help. it will be mud!'
To a certain Ras Lal Punjabi, an honored
land paying) guest, Mr.. Fenalow told this story
with curious results.
Crnne is a quantity which does not bear
transnlanting The American safe blower may
flourish in France just SO long as he acquires
bv diligent study and confines himself 10 the
Continental method. 1t is possible Tor the Eu-
ropean thief to gain fair livelihood IN orlental
countries but there is no more tragic sight In
the world than the Eastern mind endeavoring
to adapt itself TO the complexities of American
rackets.
Ras Lal Punjabi enjoyed a reputation in In
dian police circles as the cleverest native crmi-
nal India had ever produced. Beyond short
term in Poona Jail, Ras Lal had never seen the
interior of a prison, and such was his fame In
native circles that during this short period OF
incarceration prayers for his deliverance were
offered at certain temples, and 1t was agreed
that he would never have been convicted at all
but for some pretty hard swearing on the part
of the police commissioner sahib; and, anyway,
all sahibs hang together, and 1t was European
Judge who sent him down.
He was a general practitioner of crime, with
a leaning toward specialization in jewel thefts.
A man of excellent and even gentlemanly ap-
pearance with black and shiny hair parted at
the side and curling up over one brow in an
inky wave he spoke English, Hindustani and
Tamil very we'll indeed, had sketchy knowl-
edge of the law Con his visiting cards was the
inscription Failed LLB.O, and very full &C
ullaintance with the science of precious stones.
DURING Mr.. Ras Lal Punjabi's brief rest In
~ Poona the police commissioner sahb, whose
unromantic name was Smith, married not
very good looking girl with lot Of money.
Smith sahib knew that beauty was only skin
dep and that she had kind heart, which is
VIGOROUSLY preferable to the garniture Of cOro-
IS 1t was honestly a love match. Her
Their owned jute mills in Calcutta, and on
stive occasions such as the governor generals
To. - she carried several lakhs of rupees ON her