Nick Carter Stories No. 158, September 18, 1915: The blue veil; or, Nick Carter's torn trail.Carter, Nicholas (House name)
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Nick Carter Stories No. 158, September 18, 1915: The blue veil; or, Nick Carter's torn trail.
Carter, Nicholas (House name)
Detective and mystery stories, American -- Periodicals; Popular literature -- Periodicals
Hearing shrieks of terror, which none of the men had ever before heard,
the men dropped their poles and rushed into the bushes, where they found
a squirrel struggling to free itself from the coils of a big blacksnake,
which was slowly winding itself around the little animal.
The snake was hacked into pieces in an instant, and the squirrel
scampered up a tree, where he sat and chattered at his rescuers, who
declare they are sure the animal was thanking them.
Ever-bearing Cherry Tree.
An ever-bearing cherry tree is the valuable possession of Mrs. Oliver
Slimmer, of Russell, Kan. The freak tree has an abundance of ripe fruit
on it, has green fruit, and is still blossoming. From present prospects
the tree will bear cherries well into the fall.
Scarlet Diving Girl Author of New Fad.
Frog parties are likely to become popular with bathers at other inland
water resorts when the experience of a girl, clad in a bright-red
bathing suit, becomes generally known.
The girl in scarlet was bathing in shallow water at Highland Lake, near
Winsted, Conn., when she felt frogs strike her repeatedly. Being a great
lover of that delectable dish--frog legs--the girl turned her experience
to good account.
She repaired to a cottage, sewed about fifty fishhooks in the bright-red
bathing suit, and then reëntered the lake. When she emerged from the
water, nearly every hook held a bullfrog.
Hears the Dog Bark; Yes, Dogs Have Eyes.
The mystery of the Blue Island ax murders of July, 1914, has solved
itself. To escape the tortures of his own conscience, Casimir
Areiszewski, the murderer, gave himself up to the police of Buffalo, N.
Y., and wrote and signed a confession.
It was for the little hoard which he knew to be hidden in Jacob
Mislich’s bedtick, said Areiszewski, that he killed Mislich, his wife,
his daughter, and his granddaughter. But the crime did not yield even
the sordid reward for which it was committed. Just as Areiszewski had
cleared his way to the money, a dog barked--and ever since, he says, he
has been unable to sleep without hearing and being awakened by a dream
dog’s barking.
“I was born in Russia and am a brickmaker by trade,” ran Areiszewski’s
statement. “I came to this country when I was fourteen, and worked in
Chicago for a year or two. Then I got a job in a brickyard in Blue
Island, and rented a room from Mislich.
“A couple of years later I went West. When I came back to Blue Island, I
got my old job and my old room. I knew old Mislich had money hidden in
his bedtick. I got up early in the morning of July 5th and crept
downstairs. I found an ax out in the shed and carried it back to the
house. I was in my stocking feet, and they did not hear me coming. I
killed them as they slept.
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