The story
“Belinda’s father is determined that his daughter’s straight locks shall be curly. To this end he makes Belinda eat spinach three times a day. She rebels. So the spinach treatment ends in a midnight elopement. Next morning Belinda orders pickles and pie. Her unhappy husband pounces upon a sensational account in the paper of ‘Pickle Pete’ who, stimulated by his usual rations of Heinz varieties and pie, has just pulled off another big safe robbery. Belinda, mortally insulted, flees home to father, pursued by her husband. Vaulting into a speeding auto the husband finds hidden in the tonneau fat bundles of bills, a bag of pickles and half a pie. He then locates the thief under the seat. Placing the chill end of a pickle revolverwise, against the neck of the crook, Belinda’s spouse holds the fellow in subjection. Clem Duzzit and his famous auto hounds trace the fugitives. Pickle Pete takes refuge in a cupboard. By an odd accident, however, the hand-cuffs intended for the husband are shackled round a strange pair of ankles protruding from the cupboard—and Clem is in proud possession of the real crook. Belinda by now has the heart of the mystery. Her husband, obviously, is the cleverest detective in New York. She falls upon his neck, sobbing her forgiveness.”
Summary from Reel Life · 8 January 1916
