Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-09-27
Initials Only" = By Anna katherine Green
A Thrilling Mystery Story Of Modern Times
Copyright, 1911. Street & Smith.)
downright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Coz
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.

AR oryce Finds an AntIdote for Old Age.
Il thought / should make you sit up.
really calculated upon doing so, sir
Yes. / have established the plain fact that
Brotherson was near 1t, if not in the ex-
oct line of the scene of the crime in each
of these extraordinary and battling cases.
very odd coincidence, is it not?" was
the dry conclusion of our eager young
odd enough if you are correct in your
statement. But l thought it was con-
coded that the man Brotherson was not
personally near-was not even in the
building at the time of the woman's death
IN Hicks street; that he was out, and had
been out for hours, according TO the jan
itor.
And so the janitor thought. but he did
not quite know his man. I'm not sure
that I do But 1 mean to make his ac-
ouaintance and make it thoroughly be-
fore l let him go. The hero-welI,
will say the possible here of two such
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS some attention from
one so interested in the abnormal as
myself"
"Sweetwater, how came you to discov-
or that Mr.. Dunn, of this ramshackle ten
ement in Hicks street. was Identical with
the elegantly equipped admirer of Miss
ChaIloner?'
Just this way: The night before Miss
Challoners death l was brooding very
deeply over the Hicks street case. 1t had
so possessed me that 1 had taken this
street on my way from F1atbush; as if
az inc
courtyard was going to settle any such
question as that l walked by the place
and looked up at the windows. No in
spiration. Then / sauntered back and en-
tered the house with the fool intention of
crossing the courtyard and wandering
into the rear of the building where the
crime had occurred. But my attention
was diverted and my mind changed by
seeing a man coming down the stairs be-
fore me, of so fine a figure that l invol-
unfairly stopped to look at him. Had he
moved little less carelessly had he
worn his workmans clothes a little less
naturally, l should have thought him
some college bred man out on a Summing
expedition. But he was entirely too much
at home where he was, and too uncon-
scious of his jeans for any such con-
clusion on my part, and when he had
passed out I had enough curiosity to ask
who he was.
My interest, you may believe, was in
no wise abated when l learned that he
was that highly respectable tenant whose
window had been open at the time when
half the inmates of the two buildings
had rushed up to his door only to find
paper on IT displaying these words:
Gone to New York. VIII be back at $50
Had he returned at that hour? l don't
think anybody had ever asked; and what
reason had | for such interference now?
But an idea once planted in my brain
sticks tight, and l kept thinking of this
man all the way to the bridge. Instinc-
lively and quite against my will, found
myself connecting him with some pre-
ylous remembrance in which l seemed to
see his tall form and strong features I'M
der the stress of some great excitement.
But there my memory stopped, till sud
denly as l was entering the subway, it all
came back to me. l had met him the day
l went with the boys to investigate the
case in Hicks street He was coming
down the staircase of the rear tene-
ment then very much as l had just seen
him coming down the one in front. Only
the Dunn Of today seemed to have all his
wits about him, while the huge fellow
who brushed so rudey by me on that oc-
caSion had the peculiar look of a man
struggling with horror or some grave ag-