Roy Blakeley in the Haunted CampFitzhugh, Percy Keese
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Roy Blakeley in the Haunted Camp
Fitzhugh, Percy Keese
Boy Scouts of America -- Juvenile fiction
An inspection of his coat label and comparison of his face with
a police alarm picture which the detective had, enabled him to
make the identification. Owing to the almost emaciated condition
of the fugitive and to his injury, it has not been possible to
verify the identification by measurements, but there seems no
doubt that he is the man wanted by the Canadian authorities.
These have been notified and Dominion detectives will visit
Bridgeboro as soon as the patient has fully regained
consciousness and it is possible to compel him to confront those
who know him face to face.
Detective Ferrett, whose skill and shrewdness and remarkable
memory enabled him to bring this brutal criminal within the
reach of justice, warns parents not to let their children play
in spots unfrequented by their elders, because of the numerous
thugs and desperate characters cast adrift by the war and the
present period of unemployment. These, he says, are usually to
be found on the outskirts of small towns. Many of them come from
New York. They pretend to be fond of camping and so lure and
then rob their adventure loving victims....
There was considerable more of this nonsensical twaddle. It was the
silly custom of the Bridgeboro Record to make heroes of the town and
county officials, and soberly to print the rubbish which they uttered
for the pleasure of seeing their names in print.
"Can you beat that?" Westy asked.
"Outskirts of towns!" said Dorry. "Why we met him in Bennett's Candy
Store!"
"He calls us children," said Pee-wee.
"Now that you speak of it," said Warde Hollister, "it seems funny that
he should have gone right into stores in Bridgeboro."
"Parents should be warned against letting their children go into candy
stores," said Roy.
The next day it appeared that the doctors of Bridgeboro were not quite
equal to coping with poor Blythe's case, and the Bridgeboro Record
stated that a specialist from New York had been summoned to determine
whether the desperate scoundrel was feigning unconsciousness in order to
baffle the authorities. It appeared that not only thugs and bandits, but
occasionally a surgeon who knew his business, came from New York.
And then something happened....
CHAPTER XXIX
A DISCOVERY
The doctor from New York discovered something which the eagle eye of
Detective Ferrett had not discovered. And which the Bridgeboro doctors
had not discovered. It was nothing new. It was just two or three tiny
cracks in the skull of the fugitive criminal, not far from the rapidly
healing cut which he received in his deed of heroism. It might have been
two or three years old, the doctor said. He seemed keenly interested in
it.
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