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The Clew of the Liquor Bottles Edited by William J. Bacon A True Story of the Secret Service, as Told by Capt. Dickson ■■■nOME years ago, before I be- Sctnie connected with the United States secret serv ice in the east, I was en f gaged by a member of the western express com panies to do some special ' work for them.” began Capt. Dickson. "My head quarters were in Denver and my work, on the whole, was decidedly interesting. One adventure in particu lar made me proud of my service for oyr company, although it was largely *(matter of luck that brought about niW success in that Instance. lam a flima believer in luck, for It plays an *™f> or tant part in every man’s life, and figured to a large extent in my own affairs, I am free to confess. "A daring express robbery had been committed in the western part of the atate, near the Utah line, by three men. The messenger had been mur dered and the passengers throughout the train robbed of all their money. The hold-up men secured something more than $15,000 from the express company’s safe and fully $5,000 from the passengers. They took nothing but money, however, leaving valuable jewelry, diamonds and watches with their owners, and ignoring the parcels In the express car. This circumstance showed that v the gang was composed of experienced thieves, for money is the hardest thing in the world to trace. i “I was notified of the robbery on the afternoon of the second day after it oc curred, and although I hastened to the spot with all dispatch and made my arrangement by wire, it was noon of the third day before I alighted at the nearest station. Here I had arranged for two horses and a prospector's out fit, deeming it best to follow the ban rdits in the disguise of a miner, as the rrobbery had been made at a point near the mining region of southwest ern Colorado, and I expected to find the criminals at some of the numer ous mining camps. i “I have never been a believer in disguises except as to clothing. All efforts to change the face with grease paints and wigs and the like only tend to attract attention and direct suspl sion to the man thus togged’ out. The casual observer might not notice the deception, but the criminal, and espe cially the hunted criminal, is no cas ual observer. He has formed the habit of noticing everything, and he ■will detect the least false point in a man’s appearance and shun him as if he were afflicted with the plague. "A change of dress will work won ders In a man’s appearance. If a man can wear other clothes than those he is accustomed to, and wear them easily and naturally, he can more ef fectually disguise himself by this means than he can with all the wigs and paints and whiskers in exist ence. "Coming across the continental di vide, I had suffered a slight attack of Indigestion. I sent the porter after a flask of whisky, asking for a certain brand. He returned in a few minutes with one of the diminutive little bot tles customarily sold on sleeping cars at a quarter a bottle. It was not the kind I had ordered, but the porter ex plained that this was the only bralid of liquor the company sold, and I had to be content with it. The label of the bottle stated that it was put up expressly for the company. ' “On reaching my destination, I im mediately assumed the character of a miner and set about my inquiry. There was little information to be gathered beyond what was contained in the express company’s report of the rob bery, of which 1 had a carbon-copy. Satisfied that time spent here would be wasted, I set out for the scene of the robbery, riding a wiry little pony and leading another on which was packed my outfit of grub and cooking Implements and miner’s tools. ' “The place was a desolate spot. The TOad ran through a broad alkali val ley wMch had not, at that time, been brought under cultivation by irrlga i,tlon. It was easy to pick up the trail of bandits and follow it across the val ley in a southwesterly direction to the foot-hills of the Rockies, where the trail disappeared, the rocky ground leaving no trace of hoof-prints. “Prom this point on it was to be a matter of luck and guesswork. I be lieved my men had made for Tellurlde, Ouray, Sllverton or some other mining camp, but I was not rash enough to venture a guess as to which it might be at that stage of the game. These camps, with their rough, shifting pop ulation, offered capital retreats for* criminals, and from past experiences 1 knew that my three rogues would, In all probability, remain In one of these camps until the excitement from the robbery had subsided, and then make for civilization to spend their money. “For three days I drifted at random through the mountains, following trails and paths, for there were no roads, -endeavoring to pick up some clew or find the place where my party had spent the first night after the robbery. The hold-up had occurred about noon, and, by hard riding, the three high waymen could penetrate some ten or twenty miles Into thA#astness of the mounatins before it became too dark to travel further. It was out of the •Question for any onei to advance through that region avter dark. I hoped to find the place of their camp, and felt sure I would do- so by perse^ "Late the third afternoon I stum bled on the ashes of a campfire, and close beside It. among the firs and cedars, 1 found where horses had been tied. This was what I had searched for, and I felt sure that I would here find something of value. I camped a short distance from the place so I would not disturb it, leaving my examination until the next morn ing, when I would have a good light, it then being too dark to attempt such a thing. “That night, by the light of my campfire. 1 read again the report of the robbery as given by the train hands. Near the last of it was the account of the sleeping car porter who related, with evident grief, that he had been relieved of $6.15 in silver, and that the bandits had rifled the liquor cabinet of the buffet, taking with them all of the whisky and a few bottles of the rarer and stronger wines. "Early next morning I examined the deserted camp of the highwaymen. There was nothing but a burned-out pile of ashes and charred sticks and a few empty bottles. The bottles gave the clew for which 1 searched. The highwaymen had certainly made their camp here. Each bottle bore the label of the sleeping car company, and some of them were the diminutive flasks of which I had drunk one on the trip from Denver. There was not a scrap of paper anywhere else to be found. “Elated with my success, I made a survey of the country and discovered a half-obscure trail leading farther Into the mountains. I took up this trail and followed It as best I could until nightfall. Often I lost It, and sometimes I spent an hour or more casting about to pick It up again, as I have seen hounds baffled on the trail of a fox. About three o’clock that afternoon I found something that made my eyes sparkle. Shattered Into a thousand pieces was the remains of one of the small whisky bottles on a large flat rock beside the trail where It had doubtless been cast In a playful mood induced by Its contents. Among the fragments I found the label of the car company. “It was the dry season, and this was In my favor, for no rains came to obliterate the trail For five days I followed the bandits across the hills and through the valleys, verifying my route from time to time by fragments of broken whisky bottles along the way, and at the places where they had camped for a night. The buffet-car must have been well stocked, for I found many bottles In this Journey. “The trail eventually came to a well beaten road, which, from my map, I learned was the stage and mall route from Montrose, the nearest railroad point to Ouray, then a rather insig nificant raining settlement. I lost no time In getting to Ouray, for It was Impossible to trail my men along this road and I was sure they had headed for the mining camp. “Two days were spent at Ouray without finding a trace of the three men. They had not stopped there cer tainly, so 1 took the trail to Telluride. a mining ramp farther on in the moun tains. Telluride was then a camp of 800 or 1,000 souls, and (here was a bit of a mining boom on which daily brought new prospectors to swell its citizenship, fatuous souls brought there by the greed of gold—a lure that never fails to attract victims in swarms. For three days 1 searched in vain through the saloons and dance halls and other places whore the rough miners congregated without finding a trace of my three rogues. That infal lible sixth sense of mine was doing its best, to keep me longer in Tellii ride, althonugh my judgment told me to move on to Sllverton; but in the end my intuition won the fight and 1 remained. “One evening I was drinking with a raw-boned miner. The whisky was abominable. The distillery where if was made would never have recog nized its product in its present form. I complained of the poor quality of whisky and asked my acquaintance if there were no’ some better stuff to be found in the camp. He said there was not, at any of the bars, but that he had been given an amazingly good drink by a miner, whose name he men tioned. He said it had been in a little bottle which held just enough to tease one. but it was the best liquor he had drunk since he left Kentucky many years before. He licked his lips in pleasant memory of the drink. “I almost gave myself away, so keen was my pleasure at this chance remark. 1 inquired about the gen- arous owner of the good liquor, with a show of Indifference I was far from feeling. He was a late arrival, it seemed, and lived in a shanty far up on the mountain-side with two com panions. The three were making a rather poor attempt to work a claim they had preempted. ‘‘Getting away from my loquacious miner-friend, I climbed the steep trail to the cabin and set about an investi gation of it with great caution. The men were at home, and from the sounds issuing from its closed doors I guessed they were having a rare old time that evening. I approached to the very door and listened with my ear to the planks to sounds of revelry within. The men were gambling and drinking, and I could hear the clink of coins and the rattle of bottles and the ribald jests with which they made their bets and gloated over their winnings and cursed their luck when they lost. I heard sufficient to make me sure that my much-sought bandits were in the cabin, although there was no direct mention of the express robbety. Pittsburg Man Is “Loaded” Perfect Fiend to Quote Statistics, Ac cording to Writer in Harper’s. The Ptttsburger can carry more fig ures of large denomination on his per son without your suspecting their ex istence than any other citizen of the United States. He is a reservoir of decimals and statistics. He must have ample Justification, however be fore he turns the spigot, but when he does there is a torrent no man can stem. If provoked and Inclined to extend himself, In a five-minute talk he can fill you so full of miscellaneous Indus "It would hare been the rankest folly to have attempted their arrest without assistance —although I did tackle such a job once In my salad days, as this scar will testify," and he pointed to an ugly wound at the back of his neck, partially covered by his flowing gray locks. "But that is an other story. I decided to call on the United Slates deputy marshal, a man of tigerish bravery, for assistance. There was no chink or crack in the door through which I could gain a peek at the interior of the cabin, so 1 dropped down on ray hands and knees and crawled around to the back of the cabin where I thought there might be a window. There was a win dow, but ft was closed with a heavy shutter, and 1 could not find any point to peep thn ugh; but I did find some thing on the way around. My hand touched something round and smooth, and I clutched it involuntarily. It was one of the little whisky flasks. After I had left the cabin I struck a match and examined it. The label of the car company was still on it. "The deputy marshal was found at one of the dance halls and he soon summoned a reliable posse. We sur rounded the cabin, from which still is sued the sounds of revelry. The men were stationed at every point about it. Then the marshal and I rapped on the door. In response to our summons one of the miners staggered across the floor and threw the door wide open. We tripped him up and rushed over him into the cabin. The men were too drunk to make any resist ance. and we captured them without a shot being fired. They were hav ing a big stud-poker game, played with gold pieces and currency Instead of chips. There was some SB,OOO or $lO,- 000 upon the table. Strewn about the floor were many whisky and wine bot tles. In a box beneath one of the bunks was a solitary pint bottle of whisky, the last remnant of the con tents of the buffet car's liquor store. It was, as I said, a clean case of luck.” (Copyright, 1908, by W. O. Chapman.) (Copyright in Great Britain.) Played on Ancient Instruments. At a concert which took place In the large hall of the Royal museum at Stuttgart, recently, at which the king and queen of Wurtemberg were present, no instruments were used save spinets, clavicembolas and pianos of the seventeenth and eighteenth cen turies. The most Interesting of these were the one which was once owned by Johann Sebastian Bach, and an other on which Queen Louise of Prus sia learned to play. tries— natural gas. steel rails tin plate, petroleum, steel pipes and sheet metal, fire bricks, tumblers, table ware, coke, pickles, and all that sort of thing—that you will begin to feel like a combination delicatessen and hard ware store. I have not begun to enumerate the different data I have collected on this subject, as I have no desire to make the reader feel small or to lose confi dence in himself. As I have pointed out before, the Pittsburger, or the man who is under the influence of Pitts burg, must be provoked before he un. burdens.—c. H. White, In Harper’* WKvt€wtN . !iS£|gABINET I THE USELESS SURPLUS. ficss cash than we want. Less time than we need; Less drink than we like. And a trifle less feed. For mankind never knows When it has quite And the easier road. Often proves very rough. If. of good things we've We waste them, you So tlie best way to do. As I’m sure you'll agree, Is to have less of money. Of time, drink and feed Than we wantl Then we'll hustle And earn what wo need. Helpful Children. When children are not helpful; when the little feet do not run er rands, when the little hands do not save mother small duties it is usually the mother's fault. Where the young er members of the home are no fac tor in its domestic machinery except as clogs to the wheels, there is some thing wrong with the mother’s man agement. She is one of two kinds of mothers; she says; “Oh, I can do it myself while I’m showing them how,” or it is her glory to save them responsibility, saying that "worldly cares will come soon enough.” Now to this first mother we have nothing to say; she who is so blind to the child’s interest, she who is too selfish to teach them how to be help ful is beyond the pale. But the other mother —she who thinks an early sense of responsibil ity will blight the young life, she It is whose mistaken sense of kindness is at the same time difficult, yet worthy of attention. “Familiarity breeds con tempt”—for responsibility as for oth er things, and the young one who has had a taste of it, according to its strength, all its life, will lake it easi ly, with the contempt for worrying about it which familiarity breeds. It goes without saying that the strength must not be overtaxed, but small labors, small responsibilities, train the mind and muscles for .the big things of life. The little boy who is entrusted with money to pay hills, or who keeps a latch-key, and must see that his little sister is brought in the house immediately after school, or the little girl who must water the flowers or wash the dishes, these are the shoulders on whom life’s burden 0 most lightly sit. THE “SIMPLE LIFE.” fUBY talk about the sweet- Aml the joy of “Simple But on the subject’s latest We’ve had much talk What, after all, is “Sim- On this no two agree; My husband’s an idealist, Ho calls it "poetry.” And yet, I notice bow dis traught. KJ * How nervous Henry 'P feels, Jr Whene’er I hint that V “Simple Life,” Means less than three square meals. And when my mother hints It means Just water clear, to drink, I notice how my husband from The argument will shrink. 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