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Francis Worcester Doughty
Francis Worcester Doughty (1850–1917) was an American writer known for his work in dime novels and early science fiction. He authored numerous adventure stories, mysteries, and historical fiction, often serialized in popular publications of his time. His notable works include "The Bradys" detective series and "Beadle’s Half-Dime Library" stories. Doughty was also one of the early contributors to the genre of juvenile fiction, capturing the imaginations of young readers with his fast-paced narratives.
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CHAPTER I. THE BRADYS AS CUSTOM HOUSE DETECTIVES. The Collector of the Port of New York sat in his office in the Custom House with a look of annoyance upon his face. Several of his chief inspectors were standing about the room with the most uneasy expressions, for they were being censured unmercifully. "I tell you, gentlemen," the Collector was saying, angrily, "I am very much disgusted...
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CAUGHT IN THE ACT. "Help! Police! Murder!" It was a dark, rainy night in March when this thrilling cry, in a man's voice, came from a house in West Thirty-sixth street, New York. Two detectives were passing along from Seventh avenue, toward Broadway, when the wild appeal brought them to a sudden pause. "Hark, Old King Brady!" one of them exclaimed. "Did you hear that cry?"...
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