XvimmmmmHey, Watsonops Find ‘Lad’ in Boy; Arrest ‘Murderer’;Who is who? Is Traffic Officer Moriarty on the left in the photo or is it Traffic Officer Saylor?BY ARCH STEINELWHEN Traffic Officer Orman F. Saylor goes off duty at the corner of Delaware and Maryland streets, he goes on duty.When Traffic Officer David Moriarty goes on duty at the same corner, he goes off duty.When Saylor goes home on an East Tenth street tram, it may be Moriarty going home.If Moriarty bawls you out for jumping a stop-sign, it may be Saylor.And so it goes vice versa, Moriarty is Saylor, Saylor is Moriarty, even unto their own street car conductors, traffic lieutenants and photographers.For Saylor looks like Moriartyand Moriarty looks like Saylor.ft U ttAND to carry the illusion of the proverbial peas in a pod to its polar extremities, onefinds the Saylor-Moriarty combination working the same traffic corner and riding the same street car line to their respective homes.Saylor relieves Moriarty at stop-sign duty and Moriarty relieves Saylor. But who is relieving whoat what o’clock and when is amatter of police department record, not physiognomies.Each one is a catch-all for black looks or smiles from motorists that are intended for the other one.Doubling for each other has its hardships. Take a day recently when Moriarty was in a hurry to get home. He clambered aboard an East Tenth street car. When he arrived near his home at 950 North Gray street, he attempted to alight from his tram.“Here, we’re going on out to your house,” remonstrated the motorman as he hailed Moriarty,“I know you live down at 1222 Healing avenue.”Moriarty eventually convinced the motorman he was really Moriarty and not Saylor, who lives at the Healing avenue address, and adds in telling of the incident,“That’s one time I got home.”n u uin taking the above photo of Saylor and Moriarty, and desiring to be sure she had the right Mr. Saylor, the right Mr.Moriarty, The Times photographer said, “When I snap this picture,Saylor, you smile.”And so the traffic officer on the left in the above photo smiles and says he’s Saylor and the soberfaced one on the right in thephoto says he’s Moriarty.But if Moriarty smiled for Saylor—Gadzooks. Egad' Enuf!Bu Lnitrd PrcsxNEWARK, N. J.. Dec. 6.—Detectives James Aldi and Joseph Corrigan halted their automobile beside a man who was carrying a suspicious looking suitcase.“Let’s have a look at your bag,” suggested Aldi.The pedestrian protested, but the majesty of the law’ swept him aside and Corrigan threw open the bag.“My God!” he shouted, peering at the body of a boy, face down and fully clothed, “it’s murder.”Aldi, his brain w’orking like lightning, seized the pedestrian and threw him in the police automobile. Corrigan gingerly placed the suitcase in the front seat and started for headquarters.Just then a voice floated out of the suitcase:“Hey, you dicks, leave my pappyalone. He ain’t done nothing.”“I,” said the prisoner, who by this time, was laughing himself on the verge of apoplexy, “am Phil Schaefer, the ventriloquist, and the young man in the bag is Jerry, my dummy. Jerry, I want you to meet Sherlock Holmes and S. S. Van Dine. Talk to the nice detectives, Jerry.”Carmen Hills Claims BankruptcyVoluntary bankruptcy petition has been filed in federal court by Carmen P. Hill. 2836 Ruckle street, St. Louis Cardinal pitcher, who listed litbilities of $2,532 and assets of $695. Liabilities mostly are indebtedness accruing from a garage business in which Newton W. Lew’is was a partner. /YEAH! MIKE AND IKEBut for Smile They Look Alike