The Bradys Beyond Their Depth; Or, The Great Swamp Mystery

Excerpt: '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?' 'Somebody in distress, Harry,' rep...