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Full Title	The New York family story paper, v. XI, no. 550, April 21, 1884.
Contributor	Author of "Old Thunderbolt."
Date Added	16 June 2021
Format	Newspaper
Language	English
Publish Date	1884-04-21
Publisher	New York : Norman L. Munro
Source	Dime Novels and Popular Literature
Alternate Title	Lady Monte-Cristo. Old San., the California detective; or, "Piping" a terrible crime in the gold mines / by the author of "Old Thunderbolt," "The Scotland Yard detective," etc., etc., etc. Piping a terrible crime in the gold mines
Topic	Popular literature > United States > 19th century > Periodicals. Dime novels > Specimens.
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OCR if sae Seeder ta sate nehe We ny ne ded poe hai CpG nn Habibi tems ints. Jrptaeana foe [ree etn LOTTE TEMPLE." °" nal Story of “Charlotte Temple,” cm Readers of the Next Number of Thy New York Family Story plete in One Volume, is presented to All” Paper. re , Yo Ola Soren y FL ER ES ALVELY, &™, VES all, ‘ Entered according to Act of Congress, in the yeur W831, by NURMAN L, MUNRO, tn the offce of the “s BNE eyo SO) Wo: ihe Ws Pau Maw®s ry 7 OT ea WEEKL, CI orarian af Congress, at Washington, D. 0. CHARLOTTE TEMPLE UEntered at the Post Office, New York a Seeond Clase Matter.) Vol. XI. NORMAN L. MUNRO, ‘Aand% Vandewater St, NEW YORK, APRIL 21, 1884. 4 2OuPeg areca x apvanor, $1.80 ron six woxtus. } No. BBO “Pard,” said Old San., as he approached the four miners, I can stop at any sheebang near here, and feel safe.” OLD SAN., THE GALIFORNIA DETECTIVE; “Piping” a Terrible crime in the Gold Mines. By the Author of “ ou Thunderbolt,” “The Scotland Yard Detective,” Bley Ete, Ete, “tne "6 one man.” [This Story will not be Published in Book-form.) CHAPTER I. 2? «Wore ts he tanding?” mut the center of f arter-dec] # Abor , betw the eaptain and the nate returned the chiet 0 of he San Fra Think? Yes, \eiseo police. echoed Ton tion stood on the quarterdeck of the incoming Old San, (abbreviated from Old San Francisco then hame e that had been pt upon bim asthe. frst ve in the city) was a man who would be apt to create & false impression at the frst glance. One failed to notice the breadth of bis shoulders, aS $0 “Think it is he. because his ches very deep, and if his limbs Cestor, in a tone of sur-|did not appear extra lane a lnspection, | n it was because they were wo perfectly ans rst orgal ” nd yet otsay that Old San, has been on the foree g ever ince it was e'8 the oldest detective on the force, |e ears of 7” the chief re- anthough not yet turned “and einer T doris brother officers ev recogni feel sure that have no limit, and bie uated.” “me two men, the {niet of police pnd Tom Cas-) stood on tor, ‘oint. @ him. His di er iszuises ds Skill in Using them stan jear Clark's Ttwas in the old “flush” days, when most vessels discharged t ‘They were there. both looking at the deck of a small steamer that had just come from the Sandwich Islan t's it; one day he’ Dev a Mean to say that you don’t know Old San, ae natural appearance?!” demanded Tom Castor. @ tobacco dressed in fine clothing; a well-fed merchant; a Drokowdowa, slacustingly’ dirty teampe every spruce gambler, a p . @ mine boss or own- er, an—. Oh, T could goon for an hour, and then eehuse Pye seen him in that disguise before,” {fH Tooks like & doctor. observed Tom Castor. and if necessary he ‘The man who was the subject of this conversa- scription, * ald writ @ pre- A close inspection would hare proved that the man was a vast ‘Tho officers on the “ore ‘old srage stories of Old San,’s matchless streny ‘The most peculiar thing Shout the man was his were small, deeply set, gray, and of remark- able ‘Saillianey. One could ‘not phere wa gaze without experiencing a one to ook | Old San. walked leisurely the wean -plank, and extended his band to the etiet witout a word, | ile 2 the same time he shot a swift glance at Cast “ = Coming to the office?” asked the chief, ad |B nice trip?” “Yes, . ‘Ready for work again?” “Yes? ‘He don’t waste many words,” thought Tom Castor; ‘and then his eyes roamed admiringly over the muscular proportions of the detective's "Ten minutes later they were seated in a room at headquarters. Ola San, looked abot him, ine walls nae Portraits of several detect raped in deep incl. olds Sam, opened hie eyed very wide jeftries dead?” he ask ed, te Im surPrise. ¥ And Hin” “Also, “And Kidder?” rectives, \sto| “He too, poor fellow, has gone,” sighed the chief. ld “How? demanded Old San. * You must find out!” Old San, eyed the chief keenly, “ What do you mean’ “That these three officers, Jeffries, Hill, and Kidder, all your personal i have’ been’ mur- Gold ST Mlurderedt” <cXes murdered” Tint is part of a great mystery which I look to| ‘The chief too took up the narrative. mu to solve. Y: ours Lignaceng to the Sandwich “You were »? he said, turning to Old San, Tetands has cost heir lives, for to them, | « Senses was my next best maa, and 1 put bith on ores after he other wes ‘atrusted the great case I | the case. have put in your hands. Just listen to this:/ “He left h fonday morning. wn e" New “The Totlowine Sa enday ‘a good sized box came York gentleman, wor by express to the office. i er, | "Wo opened it. companied for a plessre tpt dhrowst the land o} ed on fn to the interlor of the “Then they journ country, to see something of the min set eves blazed “ They went to Golden Branch, twenty. -five miles “We ‘understs em went on the chief. from here. “Tt was a hint to investigate no. asthe “Te the opened in that town and ewal| “The hora were aroused,” TH ‘was the dead lowed them, ies disappearance could not have | man's partner. He begged for the case, and Tet been more complete. hit hte “Several people saw, tem enter ‘botsen Brant THe way, eager to avenge his m nobody ever saw one ofthe three leare it, accord | fariner, went to utharel the mystery of tho Cantor ing to the testimony ta re family. This young man is Tom Castor, the on and eens prmied to write everyday, I never heard ‘in brother of the missing ti He is a member of the Harlem Bridge ‘ate int, and the amateur all-round champion athlet muntry.”* Ola San, looked at Cas was twenty Sve, han some, heavily built, ie wight and graceful in movement, and as an amateur had beaten crersbody in alls oui athletic sports, fe will take up the story ri ene cana then Til go on from wire he leaves trail o horrified ot ne morning,” began Castor by secerring 8 dety, Tay retten vet, signed’ by one Samuel Howse, who d and informed me that during & to the four points of the compass with other | say T had received no word from the travelers for along time and b worried by the delay. wt Beloved that they mere d ‘\fu'thay bellef 1 might have Tested, but for a dream! “For three nights running, after T got that leter, Thad the same dre They vere all “They were ‘Si bound, and ay ny helplessly upon a} | “Th rocky floor, and surrounded b and alnage a th came convinced ae victie of come foul cons; piracy, ag very wealthy | ie have been before. | oour “ Nobody Boggs. spirncy was ato and laid the mattor before the chet.” Did San.’s hands elutched tightly, and Is deep- “Ritder gent in two repo H “The ot! - Tbe dally Teports ceased to come fn for three om WvOn the fourth day we received another box by ome contain ined Kidder's head! He handed a coarse plece of paper to Old San., Trethanded the note back to the chief tn silence. on: | “Tsaw that the m 18 Case ne the boys couldn "hana ‘and reeotved to sacritce | no more of the bra “You, al mn. and for ten, da; Gream T aw my parents and my sister. your arrival from "he Sandeeh Island: | som eo times T savr them | \-% that they were alive, and| “A well coo an seereer rand & cold-blooded, mt courage, a1 a stranger hereabouts, and | have got a few ounces of dust Hy my glothes. op at ‘The Miner's Rest,’ if you take my sai acidcame, 19 this ots, and.made quick time to jen Branch. seen them enter the town. re had been no explosion at ‘any mine near en Branch. knew of such @ man as Samuel tras now fully convinced that a devilish con- Teould not tackle it. I returned to this city, “It contained Jeffries’ head severed from his Teent Kidder after him, fe aaid that he could find out nothing about of the myst ‘his note accompanied the head.” end fe EAH!” s her report sald that he bad struck the 1 want to know if one of the group. “The man who tackles the case will have to face and overcome the awful causes that resulted 1 the death of three good “Old San., what ao 0 say? “Tsay that I'm goi Wo avenge the bos, or else follow them.” “Good! then from this instant the case is in your bands.” Old San. turned to Tom Castor: “ What Was the date of their departure from this city? ‘ The tyeltth of May, from the Westbrook.” ‘ Tien He looked Castor over again from head to oot. “What do you mean by saying that you are an atl-round athe e2"" he asked. ‘*T mean that I've taken a prize over all compet- sports, including boxing, wrest. ef , and athletic pastime “Toure the Wind of, man T want with me on such a trip, Are you willing t T'm eager to imming, rowing, to do it “Then it’s settled. You go with me. Sit still for s moment.» Ho ope looked out, ait othe Tpaliway, twenty feet distant, stood & young was a pleasant-faced young woman of a a long-handled broom she was removing pues from the ceiling. 0 her: She ‘turned, Bless me, sir, hi startled me, to be sure,” said, “by Pour y oiee you're Old San.” mprleht, | Come here ihe ginl obediently eame Into the room, i Sen, took ner ‘by the band, “ Mary,” he sald, “there are some people in great trouble. “ They pave been hidden away, and a great otnt of search bas failed to dnd them. \d them?” Vike a tea. and fell back in alarm, NOR plea, Mr. San,” she almost robbed, “don’t do that thing to me again. took mes week to get over it Inst time.” spur think of « poor young lady who bas bee spfrited away,” said the dete which e fellows, andle auch a, cnen as this, alone, can Smpatientiy awaited , 500! me whi rsons have been made ‘mysterious and horrible fashion, con detectives have met their death in laid conspiracy, ennhing, great shrewd to be'seen in this matt: \ away with in Tad afterward,” pleaded the et, wb Torn Caxton, {ally ated, looked on w 4 deal of wo over two weeks jay be It will not be so hard on you this tin the detective, ith tat he seated Bee in chair, and fixed bie Ddrilliant eyes tpor \ 3 “The irl turned deadly pate. id San, extended his powerful bands toward her, | lis eyes seemed to flame, 20 ani ores fee » 80 Intensely brilliant he girl's eyes closed, Ter bead began to droop. 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