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

D rated them from the porch where George
had been told to look for the man he was
expected 10 Identify. All was dark there
at present, but he could hear from time
10 time some sounds ~ restless move
= ment, the guard posted inside shifted
, in his narrow quarters. or struck his be-
numbed feet softly together.
But what came to them from above
was more interesting than anything to
be heard or seen below \ mans voice,
raised to wonderful pitch by the pas
| sion OF ora tory. had burst the barriers of
the closed hall in that towering third
story and was carrying it's tale TO other
ears than those within Had II been
summer and the windows open, both
George and Sweetwater might have heard
every word. for the tones were excep-
tionally rich and penetra ting, 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
But this uproar would be speedily ST.
fenced, and the mellow voice ring out
! again, clear and commanding What
could the subject he to rouse such en-
! thusiasm in the Associated Brotherhood
OF the Anvil the Plane and the Trowel?
! There was moment when our listening
| friends expected To he enlightened. A
shutter was thrown back in one of those
| upper windows, and the window hurriedy
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 \ wise
prccaution, or so thought George. if they
wished to keep their doubtful proceed
ings secret
A TRADE against the rich and loud
can to battle could be CLEANED from the
few sentences they had heard But its
virulence and pointed attack was not
that Of the secohd-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 the Clermont2'
mo"
Did YOU note Just now the large
shadoH dancing on the ceiling above the
speakers head"
Yes but could Judge nothing from
/ that"
We'll, he's a rum one. shan't open
! this window again till he gives signs of
reaching the end of his speech It's too
cold"
But almost Immediately he gave a
| start and, pressing Georges arm, APP
pearel to 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 stin another as one two three
| additional figures went slipping by. Then
! his hand was suddenly dropped. for
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, proclaiming as II 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 nat against
the fence leading from the shed directly
to the porch, The fourth was crouch
| ing within the latter and in another mo-
/ CT
the door inside In way to rouse the
echoes. Meantime, the voice in the au-
dence hail above had ceased, and there
could be heard instead the scramble of
| hurryng 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 Sweetwaters whis-
per at his ear.
ITS 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
I'VE want the speaker II the boys
] get nun, we re All IlEHl' nut II lutN
don't wait must make the matter
| sure
And with a bound he vaulted through
the window, whiStling in 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 wait,
then the quiet temperance OF the
detective alone and i'm no very amiable
mood
Wen inquired George. somewhat
hrea thlessly "po YOU want me? They
don't seem To be coming out"
To Be Continued in Next Issue