no name, nor in what manner he had received the injury.

Chip, satisfied with his work, left the physician, and whistling for his
jehu, drove back to the hotel.

That the large man who had boarded with the landlady at ---- Chestnut
street, and had bought and used the ointment, was identical with Jim
Cummings, the express robber, Chip had not the shadow of a doubt. The
smaller man was, of course, his accomplice. He had seen where the men
had secreted themselves a week before the robbery, he vas even pretty
certain of their movements during that time, but the question was where
had they gone AFTER the deed was committed. Who and where was the
accomplice? What other men had aided and abetted them in the scheme?
With his mind full of these perplexing queries, he sought Mr.
Pinkerton's room, and laid before him the result of his search.

Mr. Pinkerton listened attentively and picking up the torn express tag,
examined it carefully.

It was a portion of an ordinary tag, such as is used by the Adams
Express Company.

It had been torn about the middle. The strings were still on it. From
its appearance it had been addressed, and the person, not satisfied with
his work, had torn it in two and thrown it on the floor, from which it
had probably been swept in a corner, and eventually got under the edge
of the carpet, where Chip had found it. It read.

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