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Chicago. Keeping pace ' with the
ingenuity of the criminal class .is one of the most difficult duties of the modern police of large cities. There Is no class so np to date In Its business methods as the criminal class. Successful businesses of a le gitimate character must change their systems constantly because of com petition. Between the professional criminal and the professional crim inal catcher, aided and- abetteij by all good citizens, there is a constant war of wits. That the criminal so often gets the better of his opponent, hired for his sagacity and paid to catch the thief, the hold-up and the burglar, is sufficient indication of the average superiority of wit possessed by the professional criminal wban compared to the criminal catcher. One quick-witted thief can often keep 100 famous sleuths busy without re sults for weeks, months and years, and be plying his particular calling all the time. The old adage that the same amount of ingenuity expend ed by the average criminal in earn ing a dishonest iTving would, if ap plied, be the means of his achieving unlimited success in legitimate busi ness channels is exemplified in crim inal records every day in the year. There is a vast difference between the methods of the old and the new piCKpockets. criminologists or world wide reputation teil us that there is a new school of pickpockets arising which is so far more astute than the pioneers of that class that the old timers, skillful though they may have been, are themselves occasionally victimized by the "youngsters." There are probably hundreds of young fellows in Chicago, ranging from 15 to 20 years of age, who are Co far ahead of the older pickpockets that it is impossible without an in timate knowledge of their operations to form a fair idea of their skilL For merly when a pickpocket took his vic tim's watch he was satisfied to twist it from the ring that held It to its chain. This method Is quite obso lete now. The younger element in the light-fingered profession consider themselves disgraced and unfit for honors unless they can take watch, chain, charm and whatever may be attached to the other end of the chain In the opposite waistcoat pock et. They consider the ancient sys tem coarse work. An Inspector, whose Intimate ac quaintance with criminals dates over a period of several years, declares that he has never yet had personal experience with alleged schools for the education of thieves along the plan originated by the late Mr. Fagin, of the Dickens' period. But whether ttinra are Fnp-in Rphnnla fnr nicknnrk. ets or not, it Is a positive fact that in the larger cities of the country the pickpocket problem at this period is a very serious one, and far more difficult to deal with than " was the case several years ago. In those days the professionals were not near ly so numerous as they are now, and nine times in ten when the detectives became acquainted with the details of a job in the pocket-picking line they could tell offhand who - did it, and all they had to do was to look up - the man or woman whose - peculiar kind of handiwork was shown in the crime. In those days, too, there were less people in Chicago who bought stolen goods, and it was a compara tively easy matter to trace anything lost through the pocket-picking proc ess. Formerly, too, there were a few concert halls, - principally in the "levee" districts, where the thieves used to congregate, and the police often found the criminals when they went after them In these places, working on the theory that "where the molasses is thee you will find the flies." Thieves who acquire their money quickly and occasionally , In considerable sums almost invariably make a bee line for some place where their female acquaintances congre gate. The pickpocket, the burglar and the hold-up man are usually 0 merely agents for some feminine charmer, or charmers, and where the criminal escapes the police and the just results of his thefts he in turn becomes the victim of the women who Infest concert halls and similar resorts. There was a time when the Eng lish were considered the most expert in this branch of crime, but that is no longer an existing condition. A crowd of English crooks came to this country a couple of years ago. They got no further than New York, which has the system of apprehending pro fessional crooks boiled down to a fine art. This party included four of the wiliest and most skillful pick pockets of London and the continent. The New York police caught them all, one after another, so rapidly that they were dazed. The same kind of performance occurred when a party of German thieves landed in Phila delphia. The thieves were arrested very quickly after they began op erations, one of them being caught with seven watches on his person. In the cases of most thieves who ply their calling between New York and Chicago and other of the larger cities the process of making the de tectives acquainted with the criminals makes it difficult for any well-known crook to te in the city any length .of time without being recognized and watched. For instance, at the Har rison Street station or the old cen tral detail, now housed at the De3 plaines Street station, the criminals and suspicious persons picked up dur ing the night are held until morning for scrutiny and possible identifica tion by the detectives, a simple proc ess that has for some time been in vogue. "John Smith," for example, the in spector, lieutenant or sergeant in charge of the operations, would call out in gruff, imperious tones: "Hold up your right hand." The Individual addressed on one such instance re cently, a dapper, well-dressed young man with a narrow face and bright, ratty eyes, had raised his hand high in the air. Then the inspector had repeated: "John Smith, pickpocket. works the surface cars and bridge entrances To Smith was thereupon addressed an inquiry as to who was his partner. He pointed out another youthful, but rather more roughly dressed fellow in the crowd. This "dipper" was or dered over to stand beside "Smith. By thi3 process the detectives were enabled not alone to fasten -in their memories the faces of the two of fenders individually, but to associate them with each other, and in this manner simplify the task of picking them out in future. Everybody brought into this cham ber of sifting is photographed and measured by the Bertiilon system, after which all hands are taken to court to be turned loose by the va rious police magistrates, many of whom seem disinclined to hold pris oners of this type on a vagrancy charge or to remand them for further examination with a view to adding to their discomforts, and thus en couraging them to seek fresh fields and pastures new. It is the aim and purpose of all police orders that this class be apprehended whenever and wherever they turn up. Some women engage in the work of picking pockets, bnt that sex is not so commonly found nowadays as formerly. It used to be that such women, when they were not en gaged In shoplifting, plied their vo cation on the street cars and other crowded places, usually with a male companion. That was straight pick pocketing. The business is now dona after dark, more often late at night, by women who accost drunken men or unsophisticated strangers and back them up against a fence or lead them into a vacant hall, ostensibly for con versational purposes. Then they start in to fondle their victims, and it is all over. Some of these women are so -very clever that when they have- suc ceeded in removing a man's bank roll f they manage to replace it with a bun dle of blank paper so familiar in di mensions to the money they have ab stracted that he cannot tell the differ ence by touching the spurious roll from the outside. There are both white and black women in this branch of thieving, and they are a busy lot. When one of them has landed the prize -she has been after she makes a sign-usually In the form of a cough and a man or another wom an steps smartly up and "splits her out" from her prey. A Pinkerton man, who has spent most of his life in finding out the habits of criminals, says of the new generation of pickpockets: "In Chi cago there are several classes of pickpockets, the newest of which, perhaps, is made up of the boys who operate in State street and in the theater districts when audiences are leaving the various playhouses. These are ostensibly newsboys, cry ing the hardy serial with flaunting red headlines. Their scheme is to push the papers up into the faces of pedestrians, and, while under cover of the ruse, they 'get oft the fronts of the dupes, who either stop to buy the paper or who cannot escape the onslaughts of the persistent young sters. "For instance ,a well-dressed man with a woman companion may be emerging from a theater slowly fas tening his coat. A boy rushes up to him and pesters him with a paper, so that he becomes irritable and angry. He growls at the lad, but that does not bother his tormentor. Having centered the attention of the gentleman upon the newspaper in his left hand, the boy slips his right hand underneath the 'extra and in an instant is in possession of a watch and sometimes a chain. These young sters go mainly for fobs, which are more easily acquired than the other sort, but they are sufficiently skill ful to take watch, chain and all when It is convenient or necessary. "This line of thieving has been de veloped mainly during the last 18 months, and it has been carried to such a pass that the public ought to be warned to keep a sharp vigil when unduly pressed to buy a paper. ' "In the street cars there are vari ous methods of working, . and it is seldom that less than three or four operators ply their trade together. If there is a mob of four only one of them engages in the actual work of depriving the 'mark of his or her valuables. The thief is called the 'tool, and the others are known- as 'stall. Quite often a woman is em ployed as a 'stall.' By some secret code of signals the 'mark' is de cided upon and the woman picks a fuss with him, either accusing him of trying to flirt with her or exclaim ing that he has clumsily stepped upon her foot. Then, when he is busy with his expostulations, the others crowd about him menacingly and the 'tool' takes his money and jewelry. . "The best pickpockets do not work as a rule in what are known as the rush hours on the elevated and sur face lines the hours, that is to say, when workingmen, clerks and sales women are going to and from their homes. It is the theater crowd or the crowd going to the races that at tracts the pickpockets, who are after the people that have money, not those of slender incomes." Pickpockets, like other criminals, rarely have any money when they come to lay down the cares of a busy life. The only noteworthy in stance to the contrary was that of a famous pickpocket known as "Gold Tooth Kid," who died five years ago, and whose efforts for the "relief" of humanity were largely confined to New York, although he had graced Chicago and other large cities with his presence at various periods of his career. But In' addition to picking pockets bo had worked with the "yeggs" or "hobo" thieves and was versatile criminal. He was an Eng lishman by birth, and of thrifty hab its, which H a condition not at all usual. Delia's Diary (Her Final Entry) By GERTIE DE S. WENTWORTH -JAMES lopyriiit, by Joseph H. Bowles.) I am thirty to-day (30! XXX!!). and Doll's birthday present (the fourth since our marriage!) is lying on the writing table in the sunshine. Thirteen years ago he gave me a. heart a little simple gold thing and to-day he gives me yet another! But this one Is set with diamonds, diamonds that shine with emblematical fires of flawless purity. It is wonderfully sweet that my birthday gift shall still be a heart at thirty! Five years ago I feared the mirror, but to-day I sit before it bravely, and without a pain. This morning Dolf woke me with a kiss. "Wake up, my birthday wife," he whispered, standing tall, bronzed and' tweed-clad by the bedside. For a moment I could not quite rea lize things, but then suddenly I remem bered which birthday this was. "Dolf, Dolf!" I murmured, with my face buried in his neck' (that' dear brown bit between his nearly curling hair and collar), "I I am thirty to day!" "Thirty? And we were married just after you were twenty-five! Well, thank God, only four years of our life to gether have gone by so far, sweet heart!" Dolf never mentions the old love- story, of 'which he knows nothing (not even a name, nor an incident) ex cept that I was jilted! But some times when I look up suddenly and see his eyes fixed wistfully upon my face, I feel that he is mutely asking if his rival still lives in a sacred place called Memory-land. I wish I could answer him, but I cannot quite! I think I know, but It is so dangerous to be sure! ' A woman's heart is such an indefi nite thing; she can never be certain of it as long as the elusiveness of re membrance alone separates the past from the present. To-night we are giving a little "dou- zaine dinner," because Dolf will never allow . my birthday to go by without some celebration. (To me it seems such a childish idea! Why fete peo ple because of events over which they had no control? But then, dear big bronzed men are always childish!) Erica and Oscar are coming (Erica's beginning to love dinners!),' Aimee Belleby and Oh! a telegram! Par don, one moment, my Birthday Diary. Only from Dolf saying that as David Hexton is up at the club with a sprained ankle, he will bring another man in his place. How vexing! I do dislike strangers at dinner! Never mind, the man is sure to be dineable, or else Dolf wouldn't bring him home, and I expect everyone else was engaged. Another interruption! The dressmaker this time. My Birth day Diary, I will return to you later. 11:30 p. m. .The Birthday dinner is over, the peo ple have gone, and I am sitting with the summer night breezes stealing through the open window of my bou doir ruffling the lace and roses on my breast. How strange, how infinitely strange It is to think that less than 12 hours ago I was wondering, and now I know! I want to write it all down, in case I forget anything of this wonderful peace-giving evening; I want to al ways remember, so that there can never be any doubt- again. Dolfs train was late, so I did not see him until we were all sitting In . the drawing room waiting for the chimes to sound. "Delia," he said, coming to my side and laying his hand on my shoulder in a way that always makes me feel sorry for lonely women; "Delia, let me in troduce Mr. Dullimore great friend of Charlie Bensted's, and a scratch golf man. Dullimore, my wife!" And thus, after eight years, I touched the hand which had bruised all the youth out or my heart! "Mr. Dullimore and I have met be fore." I said, finding it strangely easy to be cordial, and to speak without a tremor in my voice. George bowed low over my hand, and I couldn't help noticing his head. I had so adored its sleekness; but nov? Well, it wasn't ereasy, of cob'! It must be that I had got so used to Dolfs insistent tendency towards sup pressed curls and avoidance of gela tine! Five minutes later we were busy with hors d'oeuvres and remarks that didn't matter, while George (who sat at my left) and I probed the past with a long, almost dissecting look. At last, After we had waded through unnecessary and unwanted courses, I snared Lady Stormont's eye, and we rose from the table. (Until that Instant I had forgotten that George was short! ) When the men rejoined us In the drawing room, Arthur Mitre-Covell crossed to my side. "Mr. D Dullimore and I have been discussing Lanroy from the point of view of a p-portrait p-palnter, Mrs. Kennett. Mr. D-Dullimore condemns his flesh tints and I uphold 'em; d'you mind showing him that tr-triumph of you that is hung in the billiard room? It so emphatically gives my side ef the question a chance." "By all queans" I replied, looking round and noting that Erica was mov ing towards .the piano, while all - tha others were : amalgamating satisfac torily. "Come this way." As we entered the billiard room I switched on the light. - "Now. Mr. Mitre-Covell," I began, "here is the picture, but " "Don't waste your words on the ab sent, Delia. The excellent Mr. Covell (I haven't "time for the hyphen) has not come to substantiate his argu ment," said George, standing close at my elbow and looking at the pearls about my neck. (I could feel his eyes!) "Oh! er wellhere is the picture." There was a silence (those silences used to be poignant, but now they only seemed empty), and then I felt a Hand on my arm. I turned, "and there was the old cold look, behind which burnt blazing fires. "I I don't know if I love you to night, or if I actually ever did love you; ut but whatever it was, it is still Delia! I've tried to burn it out, but the fires go on like the fires of hell! Delia, look at me like you used to look!" I turned and faced him. Now was my moment my test! -"Delia " His hands were on my hands, his eyes were close to mine; then, with a swift movement that surprised myself, I reached the door! The supreme test was not wanted he touch of his Hps need not be! I knew! "I'm glad you like the picture, "Mr. Dullimore," I said, crossing the corri dor and reentering the drawing room. "Mr. Mitre-Covell, I don't think you'll find that my poor portrait has secured a convert. Mr. Dullimore will tell you what he thinks of it. ... Aimee, do sing that delicious little thing you sang at the Palmerstons' the other night all about olseaux and printemps, you remember? So light and lovely it was Dolf called it a souffle song!" And with these last words I actually moved towards my husband, and laid my hand for one passing instant on his arm. His eyes lighted I so rarely ever look towards him in public md, glancing at George for the first time, I realized how strongly a Napoleonic profile could suggest cheap grease- I TURNED AND FACED HIM. ' paint, spurious scarfpins and No. 2 Companies! ... At last it was over, they had all gone and the room was free from dead il lusions and revised epigrams. Dolf was bending over- the sofa stroking the cat (a dear,' hungry, val ueless thing he had rescued in - the Square Gardens), when I made up my mind to tell him what there was to tell. "Dolf," I said, taking one of his big hands in both my own, "H-have you ever wondered about the man who jilted me so long ago wondered if if I ever think of him?" "Of course, darling, I've wondered; but as you've given yourself to me I've no right to bother you about your memories, my Delia. I know th-that a woman can't ever quite get over those! Every book tells you so!" he answered, almost wearily and hopeless ly. (I'd never heard that note in his voice before. He'd hidden it all these years!) ""Then every book is wrong; a wo man can get over memories when realities come to help her!" I cried, with triumph. "If David Hexton had not sprained bis ankle I might never quite have known!" - "Hexton? "What d'yon mean?" "I mean that your club friend, George Dullimore, was the man who nearly killed my heart nine years ago, and I mean that to-day has absolutely effaced yesterday wiped it out as if It had never been! When I saw George to-night I felt as one feels on reopening, a meritless bygone book (which had proved entrancing) after one's literary taste has become more matured! .' . . You need never again ask me that silent question which I have seen shining from your eyes, my husband. For all time I answer it now, and voluntarily, I answer it, dear, like this!" . And I kissed Dolfs big brown hand! And now, my Birthday Diary, shall we say good-by to each other? Your few leaves (which were so white and virgin just 13 years ago) are all covered with the blotted confes sions of a woman's heart, and I have no fancy to commence another volume. What should I have to say in it? Pleaae God Nothing! I have no more confessions to maka the pen Is drying Dolf is calling the clock strikes 12 another birthday year begins Good-ay good-by! , . BAD COMPLEXIONS Depraved Blood Causes Pimples and Boils Dr. Williams Pink Pills Make New Blood and Cure Follows. ' X abused my stomach, my blood got out of order and then my face broke oak with pimples and boils," says T. E. Bob ertson. of 197 Addison street, Washing ton. Pa. "This was over two years ago. My stomach was in bad shape. After eating I would have to rest awhile or X would suffer the most severe paiua in my stomach. On arising I would often be so dizzy that I could hardly stand up. The slightest exertion- would start my back aching so that 1 often had to sit down and rest awhile. At times I ex perienced a pain around the heart which alarmed me but which I suppose came from my stomach trouble. "I began to break out on the face with pimples and later with boils which con fined me to the house a week or more at a time One day I saw Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People advertised in a pamphlet which was left at the door and I thought I would give them a trial. I took several boxes of the pills before all the pimples and boils left me, but I am now glad to say that my blood is good. I do not have any eruptions and I no longer have the head and stomach troubles I have described. I am very grateful for Tvhat Dr. Williams'Pink Pills have done for me and I have recom mended them and always will advise those who are suffering from bad blood or stomach trouble to try them." If you want good health yon must have good blood. Bad blood is the root of most common diseases like anaemia, rheuma tism, sciatica, neuralgia, St.Vitus'dauce, nervousness, indigestion, debility, par tial paralysis and locomotor ataxia. Dr. Williams' Piuk Pills are sold by all druggists or sent, postpaid, on receipt of price, 50c. per box, six boxes for $2.60, by the Dr. Williams Medicine Company, Schenectady, N.Y. CURIOS AND ODDITIES. Only one woman in 100 insures her life. Ellen Terry is passionately fond of . cats. Sarah Bernhardt has a huge bed IS feet long. Patti sleeps with a silk scarf about her neck. Brides In Australia are pelted with rose leaves. "In stature Kskimo women are the shortest on earth. No photographs are ever- taken of women in China. A woman's brain declines in weight after the age of 30. In Africa wives are sold for two packets of hairpins. New York has 27,000 women who support their husbands. Drunkenness is rare, smoking com mon among Japanese women. BADGER PHILOSOPHY. .A man can't be unusually polite without being looked upon with sus picion. -When the real nature of a man's business is in doubt it is often hinted that he is a gambler. A woman is never satisfied with her self until she has outdone her neigh bor in some respect. It's hard to understand why actors with such fabulous salaries always stop at such modest hotels. Lots of people think they have been cheated unless they get more than their money's worth. Milwaukee Sentinel. Wants International Observatory. Prof. Edward C. Pickering, of the Harvard observatory, proposes to es tablish an International observatory. His committee is to be composed of the eminent ostronomers of the world, who are to raise a sum of money, have a gigantic telescope built and placed on the most suitable spot on earth, and all to go to work. Sunday School Teacher I hope none of you boys will ever be found among the goats. Tommy Tucker How can we help It, Miss Smathers? We're kids, ain't we? OUTDOOR LIFE Will Hot Offset the 111 Effects of Coffee When One Cannot Digest It. A farmer says: "It was not from liquor or tobacco that for ten years or more I suffered from dyspepsia and stomach trouble, they were caused by the use of coffee until I got so bad I had to give up HJU-V-O CUU1C1J CLUU OllJiUSk K1V0 UU Vttl- ing. There were times when I could eat only boiled milk and bread and when I went to the field to work I had to take some bread and butter along to give me strength. , "I doctored with doctors and trvvu- almost everything I could get for my stomach in the way of medicine, but if I got any better it only lasted a lit tle while until I was almost a walking skeleton. "One day I read an ad for Postum and told my wife I would try it, and as to the following facts I will make affidavit before any judge: "I quit coffee entirely, and used Postum in its place. I have regained my health entirely and can eat any thing that is cooked to eat. I have Increased In weight nntil pow I weigh more than I ever did; I have not taken any medicine for my stomach since I began using Postum. Why, I believe Postum will almost digest an Iron wedge. "My family would stick to coffee at first, but they saw the effects It had on me, and when they were feeling bad they began to use Postum, one at a time, nntil now we all use Postum. Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. , - Ten days' trial or Postum In place of coffee Droves the truth, an easy and -pleasant way. "There's a reason." Look in pkgs. for a copy of -the tar mous little book, "The Road to Well-vllle.".