This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 edition. Excerpt: ...animal, it would only be by watching the detectives and taking advantage of clues and indications stolen from them, and that would entitle the detectives to the reward, after all. The proper office of a reward is to stimulate the men who deliver up their time and their trained sagacities to this sort of work, and not to confer benefits upon chance citizens who stumble upon a capture without having earned the benefits by their own merits and labors." This was reasonable enough, certainly. Now the telegraphic machine in the corner began to click, and the following despatch was the result: Flower Station, N. Y., 7.30 A.m. Have got a clue. Found a succession of deep tracks across a farm near here. Followed them two miles east without result; think elephant went west. Shall now shadow him in that direction. Darley, Detective. "Darley's one of the best men on the force," said the inspector. "We shall hear from him again before long." Telegram No. 2 came: Barker's, N. J., 7.40 A.m. Just arrived. Glass factory broken open here during night, and eight hundred bottles taken. Only water in large quantity near here is five miles distant. Shall strike for there. Elephant will be thirsty. Bottles were empty. Baklr, Detective. "That promises well, too," said the inspector. "I told you the creature's appetites would not be bad clues." Telegram No. 3: Taylorvuxe, L. I., 8.i5 A.M. A haystack near here disappeared during night. Probably eaten. Have got a clue, and am off. Hubbard, Detective. "How he does move around " said the inspector. "I knew we had a difficult job on hand, but we shall catch him yet." Flower Station, N. Y., 9 A.m. Shadowed the tracks three miles westward. Large, deep, and ragged. Have just met a farmer who says they are not elephant tracks....