CHAPTER XXII.
THE YOUNG TEA MERCHANT The next morning, at breakfast, one of the gentlemen, who had been running his eyes over the morning paper, said, suddenly: "Ah! I see they have caught one of the gang who robbed the house of Mr.
Percival, on Madison Avenue, a week ago." "Read the paragraph, Mr.Smith," said one of the boarders.
Mr.Smith read as follows: "About noon yesterday a boy entered the banking house of Jones & Robinson, in Wall Street, and offered for sale two one-hundred-dollar government bonds.

On inquiry, he said that the bonds belonged to a man in the street, whom he had never before met, and who had offered him a dollar to sell them.

This naturally excited suspicion, and a policeman was sent for.

Before he could arrive the man had hastily departed, requesting the boy to meet him at a specified hour in front of the Astor House and hand him the money.

He came to the rendezvous, but in disguise, and, while talking to the boy, was arrested.