The Coconino sun., 1901-02-09

them; she insinuated herself into their hearts and became temporarily one of them. On one of her .ittle jaunts into the district she was calling upon family who lived in a sub-basement. During her sojourn there in the evening she overheard accidentally the name of a well-known man through thin par tition of an adjoining room.
 "John Welton-John Welton," they kept repeating between snatches of hurried blasphemous talk. "Welton-- money-three blocks-club-Mich --drunke-friends--" these were the detached words which she caught, and they seemed to thunder in her ears ike a knell of destined evil to an unknown human being. Suddenly the talk seemed to cease. and she could hear no more, but that name had scared itself into her brain. It was familiar one to her. She had heard it often before. and she remembered that the John Welton whom she had heard about was a club man, and that once she had been ac- quainted with his sister.
 She inquired of her humble Ghetto hostess who her neighbors were, but the latter declined all information in a half-frightened way, and she said that they were strangers, whom it was best not to know. Eleanor watched the alley way that led to their rooms, and in time her vigi- lance was rewarded by the appear ance of bunch of young toughs, silent now and apprehensive, eying the neighborhood as they emerged with flashing, penetrating glances. Their manner seemed significant of evil.
 When Eleanor went home that night she retired to her room early, and lay awake for hours with the name of John Melton ringing in her ears. The snatches of talk rose up again as warning to her. It was a queer incident, and it seemed to hel as if Melton were in danger, and thai she had been chosen as the instru ment to help him.
 The next morning she awoke witl the thought still vivid and rampan in her brain. She consulted the cit, directory, and found only one Johl Melton. Shall l write to him, ant tell him that heard his name tossed from lip to lip from the mouths o thieves?" she pondered. But, no, h. will think that I am a crank or al accomplice trying to extort money No, he won't even appreciate it. H. will read it, and laugh, and imagin that l have an object in approachin. him other than a purely disintereste, one. l shall go and see him person ally. Then I can explain all the cir cumstances, and he will understan and-perhaps he will be thankful for it.
 It took Eleanor precisely two week to make up her mind to approac the unknown John Welton. In tha time the duty of warning him too definite form in her mind, and it mad her braver. She found the numbe and street of his place of bushes, and she walked resolutely into hi office. A clerk asked her to be seate and MT. Welton would see her in short time. She waited few terribl moments, wondering what John We ton was like, hoping that he woul not think her an adventures, an whether he would laugh at her fearl or be cordial and polite to her.
 The door opened and Welton wake in. Eleanor looked up, and as sh saw him standing there her hear leaped to her mouth. gray mis rose before her eye, and she saw tn vision of a man in an automobile an a disheveled girl lying on the pay. ment, and all the details of an at