Five Thousand Dollars Reward

by A. Frank Pinkerton

"The fellow ran when he fired. I—I reckon he's done for me."

"Who was it?"

"The man we wanted—Bordine!"

"Is it possible?"

"It seems to me it would be wise to alarm the police and have them on the lookout for the villain," said the citizen.

Just then a hack was passing which was hailed, and the wounded officer placed inside with the citizen, who promised to set the city force on the lookout.

"You might question the girl, Mr. Sheriff," said the citizen.

"Yes, but I may not be able to find her now."

"She entered your house I am sure."

Then the hack whirled away.