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172 extended a bunch of photographs which he held in his hand.

"Pay your money an' take your pick," grinned the Corporal. "He never shows twice alike. The only thing you can really tell him by, they can't photograph—he whistles Yankee Doodle."

Connie scrutinized the pictures closely. He saw at a glance that Rickey had spoken the truth. No two pictures showed the same likeness.

"How did you catch him at last, Dan?" he asked.

"Who me?" winked the modest McKeever. "Why, I—I just surrounded him." And the boy joined in the laugh that followed, for he knew that here was a story he must hear from other lips. Big Sergeant Dan McKeever never boasted of his own exploits.

An hour later, Connie stood with the others awaiting assignment. In spite of Big Dan's prediction that they wouldn't detail a rookie to capture Notorious Bishop, a hope lingered in the boy's mind that possibly the Superintendent might pick him for the job. He had said a dozen men would be detailed. "A fellow ought to stand a pretty good show out of a dozen," muttered the