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A Detective’s Experience


A Touch of Romance


“It was just before the war,” said the detective, “that a queer trick was played me by a young fellow accused of forgery.”

“How was it? Let me hear the story.”

“Well, I have no objection, but don’t interrupt me with questions.”

The reporter promised silence, and the detective elevated his feet to the table and thus proceeded.

“The Chief called me into his office one morning, and told me that a check for $4,000 had been drawn by the confidential clerk of a well known commercial house, and had been cashed at the bank where their funds were deposited. It was a forgery, and the clerk had left as soon as the money was obtained. His name was Henry Harding; his parents lived in one of the interior parishes, and it was supposed he had gone there before setting out elsewhere. I could only learn that he was young and of rather effeminate appearance. This was all the description I could ascertain. The affair had not been blown abroad, and the Chief directed me ‘to work up the case.’ You know that S—— and I always work together. I called him and we had a consultation. He prosecuted researches here, while I went to the country. Thus arranged I was soon on my way. I had found out where the family of young Harding lived, and I had hoped to reach the… Read More