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Written for the Advocate

A Detectives Story


by J. Weldon Cubb, Jr.


PATTER-8X31-43-12.-PATTERRE


CAVASSA

I looked up from the paper I held in my hand, and glanced curiously at the man before me.

“The money, mister,” he said, slouching his hat down over his eyes, and evading my keen glance.

“And how do I know but you are playing a game on me with a view to obtain the reward?”

“You can either give me back my paper, or the money,” he said, resolutely.

I opened a drawer in my secretary and took out a roll of bills, watching the man furtively. I saw his eyes glisten with a look indescribable, and thought I detected a motion of his hand towards the money. I paid him one hundred dollars, however, and saw his form slide from the room, when I threw myself back in my chair, and sat with the little piece of paper in my hand, engaged in deep thought.

“Eight plus thirty-one, minus forty-three, minus twelve, patter patterre.”

What could it mean?

I thought over all the incidents connected with the “job” I was working up ever since I had been engaged as detective upon it by Mr. John [Bartelme], two weeks before. I thought of the vastness of the sum taken, and of the great number of jewels, as well as of their immense value. No clue could be found which would lead to the detection of the… Read More