Nick Carter Stories No. 157, September 11, 1915: A human counterfeit; or, Nick Carter and the crook's double.Carter, Nicholas (House name)
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Nick Carter Stories No. 157, September 11, 1915: A human counterfeit; or, Nick Carter and the crook's double.
Carter, Nicholas (House name)
Detective and mystery stories, American -- Periodicals; Popular literature -- Periodicals
Probably the maddest man in and about Montgomery County, New York State,
just at present is Reuben Hyney, who keeps a shoe store on the main
street of Fonda, and who, as a side line, rents his automobile to any
one who can fit in it. Mr. Hyney has no more temper than any other
normal man who lives in Montgomery County, but the shoe business has run
over at the heel a bit recently, and the other afternoon something
happened which increased Mr. Hyney’s height four inches.
Hyney was adjusting a spring-heeled shoe to a broad foot at about a
moment after two o’clock, when the telephone rang sharply. He dropped
his client’s foot onto his own and limped to the booth. A man with an
educated voice, as Mr. Hyney describes it, was asking if he might hire
an automobile for the afternoon. He said he was a school inspector and
was as busy as a one-eyed mouse in a cheese factory. He would come
running if the buzz wagon was not busy. It was not.
Hardly had the satisfied customer walked from the store when a bearded
stranger, wearing a slouch hat, stopped at the door, looked up and down
the street craftily, and entered.
“Wait there,” said the shoe merchant, pointing to the central design on
a piece of linoleum. “I will oil the machine and call my daughter.”
The stranger, laughing up his sleeve, through his vest and along his
hatband, reached into the cash register and took fifty dollars. Then he
sat down and waited until Miss Hyney came to watch the store. By this
time it was hardly worth it.
An hour later the mysterious stranger told the owner of the machine to
stop in front of a building in Fort Plain. He went upstairs.
Three hours later Hyney decided the stranger had given him the
metropolitan fare-thee-well. He entered the building and found nothing
but the janitor and a flock of rent signs.
Two hours later he was back in Fonda, telling his daughter about the
“cuss” who tore the soul out of a dandy four-hundred-dollar touring car
and didn’t pay for it. Then his daughter asked him if he had taken fifty
dollars from the cash register.
Mr. Hyney is in bed. But what’s the use?--he can’t sleep.
Capture Odd Pair of Mice.
A most remarkable freak of nature is a white mouse and a black one
captured in a bureau drawer by John Elias, who lives in Atchison, Kan.
The white mouse hasn’t a black spot on it and has black eyes. The black
mouse has fur as black as the ace of spades, and its eyes are brown.
Local zoölogists are unable to account for the strange markings of the
mice. They are very vicious and never miss a chance to attempt to bite
members of the Elias family while being fed.
Billy Goat is Boss of Town.
A billy goat tied up traffic in Kokomo, Ind., as effectively as the
street-car strike did in Chicago. The goat broke away from a colored man
who was leading it at the transfer corner.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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