Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-09-16

that a comparatively short distance sepa-
. rate3 'rcw from the porch where George
had been told ta look for the man he was
{ eNscy'e5 to IDENTIFY. An was dark there
a. present tst he could hear from time
/ ,o '-me some sounds Of restless move
uert ass the guard posted inside shifted
/ IN his marrow quarters or struck his be
uumhcd +eet softly together.
But what came to them from above
was more interesting than anything to
/ he beard or seen below. a mans voice,
raised TO a wonderful pitch by the pas
/ sion Of oratory, had burst the barriers Of
! the closed hail in that towering third
! story and was ca, wing its tale to other
I ears than those within. Had il been
! summer and the windows open, both
! George and SWeetwater might have heard
every word. for the tones were excep-
! tionally rich and penetrating, and the
| speaker intent only on the impression he
was endeavoring to make upon his audi
/ ence. That he had not mistaken his
/ power in this direction was evinced by
| the applause which rose from time to
| time from innumerable hands and feet
I But This uprosr would be speedily ST.
| fenced, and the mellow voice ring out
again, clear and commanding What
could the subject be TO rouse such en-
| thusiasm in the Associated Brotherhood
| Of the Awl, the Plane and the Trowel?
| There was moment when our listening
| friends expected to be enlightened a
| shutter was thrown back in one of those
upper windows, and the window hurriedly
raised, during which words took the place
/ Of sounds, and they heard enough to whet
! their appetite for more. But only that
The shutter was speedily restored to place
| and the window again closed. A wise
precaution, or so thought George, if they
wished to keep their doubtful proceed
| ngs secret.
| TRADE against the rich and a loud
call to brittle could be cleaned from the
few sentences they had heard. But its
viruence and pointed attack was not
! that Of the second-rate demagogue or
business agent, but Of a man whose in
tellect and culture rang in every tone,
and informed each sentence
Sweetwater, in whom satisfaction was
fast taking the place if Impotence and
regret, pushed the window to before ask
ing George this question.
Did You hear the voice Of the man
whose action attracted your attention out
side TIE Clermont?"
"No"
Did You note just pow the large
shadoH dancing on the ceiling above the
speakers head?'
Yes, but l could judge nothing from
that"
We'll, he's rum one. I shan't open
this window Sgsln tin he gives signs of
reaching the If mis- speech. It's too
cold
| But almost Immediately he gave
start and. pressing Georges arm. ap-
peared 20 listen. not TO the speech. which
was no longer audible but to something
much nearer-a step or movement in the
adjoining yard. At least so George in
| terpreted the quick turn which this i'm
petuous detective made, and the pains he
! took to direct Georges attention to the
walk running under the window beneath
/ which they crouched. Some one was
stealing down upon the house at their
! left, from the alley beyond A big man,
whose shoulder brushed the window as
he went by. George felt his hand seized
again and pressed as this happened, and
before he had recovered from this excite
ment. experienced another quick pressure
and stll another, as one, two, three
additional figures went slipping by. Then
his hand was suddenly dropped for a
! cry had shot up from the door where the
sentinel stood guard, followed by a loud
slam, and the noise of a shooting bolt,
which, proclaimng as IT did that the in
! vaders were not friends. but enemies TO
/ the cause which was being Wanted above,
so excited Sweetwater that he pulled the
window wide open and took a bold look
out. George followed his example and
| this was what they saw:
Three men were standing fat against
the fence leading from the shed directly
to the porch. The fourth was crouch
! ing within the latter, and in another mo-
ment they heard his fist descend upon
! the door inside in way to rouse the
| echoes Meantime, the voice in the au-
dience hall above had ceased. and there
could be heard instead the scramble Of
hurrying feet and the noise of overturn-
! ing benches. Then window flew up and
a voice called down:
who's that? What do You want down
there?"
But before an answer could he shouted
back. this man was drawn fiercely inside.
and the scramble was renewed, amid
which George heard Sweetwater's whis-
per at his ear:
IT'S the police, The chief has got
ahead Of me. Was that the man we're
after-the one who shouted down."
NO. Neither was he the speaker. The
voices are very different"
We want the speaker If the boys
get him we're all right; hut II they
don't-wait, l must make the matter
sure"
And with bound ne vaulted through
the window. whistlrE I'm a peculiar way.
George thus left quite alone. had the
pleasure Of seeing his sole protector mix
with the boys as he called them. and
ultimately crowd in with them through
the door which had finally been opened
for their admittauce Then came "A wait