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Show a has who wm smi:i:it. 'Now, if you will show pie where the burglars got into your store," said the detective, "I will see if J can find some clue." "In a moment," said the proprietor. propri-etor. "I am working at something a little more important than a clue just now. Take a scat." And while the detectivo waited the merchant wrote as follows at1 his dealt : ! The nian who broke into Kat-zenhefver's Kat-zenhefver's store on the night of the loth and carried away a silk hat, a pair of French calfskin boots, a fur-trimmed overcoat, a black broadcloth suit and two suits of silk underwear was a black -hearted villain and a scoundrel, but a man wlmse judgment cannot be called in question. He knew where to go when he wanted the finest clothing the market affords. ''J.icobs," he said to the bookkeeper, book-keeper, "send a copy of thin to nil the papers in town, and tell 'em I ', i want it printed in big black type tomorrow morning. Xow, .i r. tlawkshaw, I am at your t-erwee." Chicago Trihiiiie. |