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i. , By Col) japathx Vof '- public is usu ally bestowed up on the weaker sex, although Heaven knows it Is a mis takes "to suppose that the weakness of, humanity is con fined to woman alone. Certainly in matters of love and sacrifice she often times proves her self the stronger, ys her powers of ly times reached Ain. 7 The subtle fy women for pull- eyes oi me u in - - m i .m frequently more It to penetrate roguery plan- ents resort- led, better aa"The pr throw fhe det ee ls exempli- 1 seventies "Sere was dan sury Tltlon of le In s TOCf W THE SECRET SERVICE iwhitley, Former Chief United ,1 so he saw a signal of recognition be tween the man and the woman. The latter, having completed her seeming errand of love, peered cautiously around for a moment and retired from the cemetery. The detective thought she might have come there to meet this man, but had been foiled in her intentions by the appearance of a third person. It was Sunday that the occurrence described took place. On the same day of the week following the detec tive, disguised as a decrepit old man apparently almost blind, went into the cemetery early and took a seat beside a tomb not far from the one upon which the woman had placed the flow ers the Sunday before. It was nearly noon-day when the suspected woman with her basket upon her arm came in. The basket was filled with flow ers as before. She was dressed in deep mourning and seemingly bent on a sorrowful errand. This time she did not kneel, but sat down beside the tomb and bowed her head as if in con templation. After a short time .the stranger of the week previous entered the cemetery and approached the sor rowing woman by a circuitous route. Neither of these persons Eeemed to take any notice of the old man lean ing upon the nearby tomb. The stranger and woman met and engaged in conversation. They were partially concealed from the view of the old man, who now straightened up and hobbled towards them, upon which the stranger suddenly bolted over an ad joining tomb and took to his heels. The disguised officer rushed up to the widow and demanded to see what she carried In her basket. Upon an ex amination it was found to contain a set of dies for coining Imitation silver half dollars. , ,., The woman was arrested. Her lit tle store was searched, but nothing of an incriminating nature was found .there. The woman said her name was Wood, and that her husband had died but a short time before. She had I since his death regularly visited the cemetery every Sunday for the pur pose cf decorating his tomb. She had a young daughter to support and had sorely pressed for money. The which she carried in her basket en left with her by a man who ler to sell them for him. On nought she had resolved not with his request as she I such an act might be wrong. rfad gone to the cemetery that jiy for the purpqse of returning them. , Her explanation was not altogether satisfactory to the mind of Fitzpatrick. The Widow Wood, notwithstanding ther protestations of innocence,, was Waced upon trial charged with having Counterfeit dies in her possession. Vhere was no question in regard to ;e possession of these dies but did e have knowledge of their nature, was she a victiifc of a cunningly ised scheme ofya person who was king to dispose of them. here were ri that time existing in V Orleans 'as in other cities at StwjTr hisses of persons subject to es. . On the one hand there "How with the dark brow, there was no gTeat harm ounterfelt money. On the was the man who would nit a crime himself or rly feeling for any per- swindllng the public, apathy might get the en called upon to sit ji try a woman for an AVood told a lame storv 50 counterfeit dies, but ler struggles to maintain keep her head, above touching In the extreme. yht sympathetic tears to the i' the warm-hearted and chival outherners. They could not fivicting her. ng a few months subse fe widow's honorable ex I good-natured gentleman, If the Jury that had ac &s on his way to his L at your service," re tleman gallantly. felt his coat sgSxound he was yled to find himself prepossessing wom iid not remember ever i Jr. Chappela?" she asked iolce. ' '.'i r ' lurther ceremony she in rself as Mrs. Wood, the d been falsely accused by ates detective. She said reached him because she ! that he was a benefactor I y poor and, ' . it she now jti nir-d -? ' .tance. Her tat sho and daughter 'ping a become .Through id man eke out mad now i 'ut in her cJ la her narrated 110,000,000 - from her - jc'ould V jliliiner States Secret Service only stave off the trouble for a short time . The good hearted southerner's sym pathy was not confined to words alone. He went at once to her little store and paid the $300 demanded by ths keeper and left her $100 besides to relieve her immediate wants. It was only a few days following this when Detective Fitzpatrick con cluded to enter the Widow Woods' place of business and make a thor ough search. He had obtained some new evidence In regard to her deal ing with "queer" money. When he entered the suspected place he discovered that It was nearly empty. Everything of value had been removed. A number of cheap arti ficial flowers, bits of worn ribbon and lace and empty bandboxes constituted the stock. It was all appearance and no value. The little room In the rear of the place had been the Madam's living quarters; It also was empty ex cept a few tattered garments strewn about. What puzzled the detective most was to account for the removal of the goods without attracting his attention. The movKaents of the woman had been carefully watched and the de tective had recognized the Carrondo lette street broker as he visited the widow's store, and the exit shortly after of a man very much resembling the stranger who had met the Widow Wood in the cemetery on the occasion of her arrest It finally came to light THE mo MA? ( v$ri. that the broker had been done out of four hundred dollars by the widow who had planned the "keeper" scheme with a confederate. After diligent search about the city the detectives were unable to learn the. whereabouts of the widow, who had skipped out for parts unknown. Detective Fitzpatrick was fortunate enough to secure a photograph of her, and a number of copies of it were made and forwarded to the branches of the secret service in the various cities of the country. She was first recognized in Cincin nati where sice had offered a five-dollar counterfeit bill. When arrested and searched, no other bad money was found upon her person, and she was released for the want of sufficient evidence. A secret service officer carrying the widow's photograph was sure he had met her while on his way from Washington to New York. He was not quite certain, but was sure enough to attempt to follow her for the pur pose of learning her location. She probably "tumbled" to the detective while he was eyeing her intently. She did not affect to notice him, but man aged, however, to give him the slip. Just before the train arrived at Jer sey City, the suspected woman got up from her seat and stepped into the ladles retiring room at the front end. The detective was keeping his eagle eye on this place when the passen gers in front of him arose to leave the car. He worked his way as rap idly as possible towards the front exit, and rushing to the ferry landing, he took a position where he could care fully view the face of every woman entering the ferry boat. Not seeing the suspected woman he was the first to spring ashore on the New York side where he again scanned the faces of the women as they passed. He was disappointed and ready to kick him self when he realized how neatly he had been done for. New York city affords one of the best covers for all clases of criminals. Here the thief mixes with the throng rnd passes along unnoticed. It was a y-y; i Ml . Jii w$r ' dXWA F year or more after the occurrence of the incident just related, when the same detective while rambling about the city chanced to meet a well dressed woman who bore a marked resemblance to the little milliner. She turned her head and gave him a side glance as he passed. He kept along at a considerable distance and turned just in time to catch sight of her as she stepped into Johnson's millinery establishment.. Taking up a position at a point diagonally across the street, and sheltering himself a little in a doorway, he waa enabled to distin guish persons as they passed in and out of the shop. While he stood watching, a bright looking boy came along with a bundle of newspapers under his arm. The detective called him up and bargained with him to do a little "piping" for him. When the suspected woman came out of the millinery store she was pointed out to the boy who was told to follow her and, If possible, trace her to her home. The boy was promised $5 for the job if his Information proved to be correct, and he was to meet the officer later and report. When the boy came back to the officer he had followed the woman to a little shop on Ninth avenue. He said she went in and took off her bonnet as though she belonged there. The detective reported meeting the woman who had so nicely escaped him and had located her in a small store on Ninth avenue where there hung over the door a 6lgn that read "Fine Millinery Work Done Here." It was quite reasonable to believe that the woman was none other than the naughty little "milliner from New Orleans and that she was then doing business In New York. Officer Fitz patrick of New Orleans was the only detective on the force that could pos itively Identify her, but it wouldn't do to bring him for that purpose as she would be sure to see him first, and having been put upon her guard she might fly away. The idea was to plan a ruse for the purpose of capturing her with evi dence to convict. For this purpose ''?- it was necessary to bring a new man into the field, and I chose an elderly gentleman who was then employed. He was a countryman born, and did not have to act the part, as it was perfectly natural to him. He ap peared simple in his ways, but was in reality remarkably shrewd. The little milliner might have been surprised one morning to receive a visit from a country dressed old gentleman, and she blinked her large brown eyes as he entered he little shop. But her lips assur.ed a business smile as she said, "Be seated, sir." The room was neatly furnished, and there was a display of ready made bonnets, flowers, etc. The door of her little trimming roc:n in the rear stood open, and it was plainly seen that the floor was littered with bits of -ribbon, clippings of velvet and small remnants of silk and lace. The old gentleman smiled pleasantly; the woman gracefully sank into her chair. She folded her hands in her lap and inclined her head coquettlshly to one side and looked like a polite inter rogation point. The old gentleman explained that his daughter who lived over in Jersey had asked him to pur chase a nice bonnet for her, and as he passed along the sidewalk he had read her sign and just stepped in. He told her that the novelty of a fcKmnet making concern had always attracted his attention and that he would like to talk with her about her kind of business. "Of course I will tell you all about, it," she said good htmoredly. "I guess you will get tired of listening before I get through." She was a good talker and appeared to be a woman of refinement and edu cation as she prattled along. She said she had once been rich but had been unfortunate; her husband had died from diseaae and a young and only daughter had been killed in a railroad accident. As she talked glibly she was all the while exhibiting her stock in trade. "Here," said she, "is a lovely bonnet that I trimmed for a rich lady, but it has not been called for. A fine look ing lady came lnT hero lone day and tried on my bonnets; she wanted a nice one but I could not I fit her. She said she lived somewher In the sub urbs and she was in a great hurry. She finally picked out on4 and said it would do well enough forlsizo, but she wanted It trlmmel differently. I have made the alterations as spe described but have not seen her since. I have made bonnets for a number of wealthy people. Some t of my cutoners ride in their carriages within block of my store and walk the rel of the way; as it would not do for Vhem to be seen in a little store like this. They have recognized the fact tha I make the swellest bonnets and sejl them at about half the price asked lto the large millinery parlors." ' "Well, I declare," said the old gen tleman; "that is about the kind of a bonnet I want." "I thought you would fall In love with it," said the little milliner, "as It is beautiful. The woman hasn't jailed for it, yet even if I thought she vould, I will sell it inasmuch as it 's going out of town and I can make her another just like It." After haggling about the price for a time the old gentleman concluded to buy it. "I will take it along with me," said he, as he laid down a twenty dollar bill of the National Shoe & Leather bank to pay for It. The milliner picked up the note and looking It over for a moment, her7 face lit up with a smile of pleasant sarcasm, as she said, "Look here, old fellow, this bill won't do." The curious expression upon her face was certainly amusing, and the countryman thought he noticed a lurk ing smile upon her countenance that betokened sympathy and Indicated that she was posted on that kind of money. "Look here, I know that stuff as well as you do, so you just keep It and give me something else." They stood and looked each other in the face. There was a mutual sympathy two souls with but a single thought "My name is David Klrkbride," naming a well-known counterfeiter. "Good gracious," exclaimed the woman," why didn't you say so? I have never met you before, but I hav often heard my friend Eva Cole tall about yoM. What were you thinking about when you came in here?" "Oh, just about what I told youi besides I thought it was a good chance to shove a twenty." "Why," said she, "I buy these bon nets at Johnson's and keep them fot a stall. If you really want this one, you are welcome to it." As she became more confidential she said, putting on a peculiar smile, "Suppose I had given you your changa in a bill like this one," as she pro duced a five dollar bill. "Well, well," said the ol3 fellow, "it would have been all right with me But I am keeping pretty shady at thil time; I carry my stuff concealed in my tobacco pouch and only keep I little on hand at a time." "Oh," said she, "you men think yon are smart at doing things, but you'r slow. I was arrested in Cincinnati by the city detective because I offered a counterfeit bill in payment for ? pair of gloves, but they searched m at the police station and couldn't fine any of the 'queer' about me. I put uj a nice spiel and was very indignant,, and Jim Ruffin, the the chief of po lice, got scared and turned me loose." "What do you think! I had more than a thousand dollars of those five, dollar bills with me at the time, bul, they couldn't begin to find them. Jusl look here," she said; and reaching her hand into an opening in her dress she pulled a string and drew her bu tie to the front. This on being opened at the end contained a pocket. The widow, by pulling the string, could move the bus tle around her waist at will. "What is this contrivance for?" Kirkbride inquired. "You can put your hand into it and, see " He pulled out a handful of clean five dollar counterfeit notes. As he did so he expressed great amazement at the ingenuity of her plan. "I have carried 'phoney' with me for years," she said, "but no one has ever discovered or even suspected it." At this moment the Jersey farmer reached out and grabbed the widow's bustle. Unbuckling the belt that held It, he pulled it from her person. She was greatly surprised when she real ized that she was at last fairly caught red-handed. This charming little widow was now escorted to my branch office on Bleecker street. After a long and te dious questioning and convincing ar gument on my part, she so far yielded as to turn "squealer" and assist the government. This little woman with the spark ling brown eyes was a fair sample of exquisite female shrewdness. The lit tie dodge ehe played upon' the de tective who in parlance was "gun ning" her In the car, was thl3. She stepped Into the 'retiring' room, let down her hair and braided it. 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In a few days he began to get bet ter, and now he has entirely recover ed and writes that he is In bettei health than he has been before in twenty years. This man is 58 years old and says he feels "like a new man all the time." Read "The Road to Wellvllle," i pkgs. "There's a Reason." Ever read the letter f A mvn one appear from tine to time. They are genuine, true, aad tutl ot hasaal latere at. HAD 1 1 ( 1
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