Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1912-11-26
(cOntinuAtiOn OF Chapter xnIJ

(contanuatiou OF Chapter KILL
To Norvin the popular clamOr which
rose high during the next few days had
q sickening familiarity. At the time OF
0fzrteI Savigno's murder he had looked
upon Justice as a thing inevitable. he
hac felt that the public wrath, once
aroused. was an Irresistible force; yet
he had seen how Intellectually such a
force could spend itself. And the New
Orleans police seemed likely 10 accom-
plish little more than the Italian sol
6iers. Although more than hundred
arrests were made, Il was doubtful IT,
with the exception OF Larubio and Cressi.
any OF the real culprits had been caught
He turned the matter over in his mind
necessarily, consulted with O'Neil as to
ways and means, conferred with the
mayor. sounded his friends. Then one
rac-~5ux he awoke TO ind himself at the
neaa II a committee OF justice, composed
OF fifty leading business men OF the
city, armed with powers somewhat
vaguely defined. but in reality extremely
wide He set himself diligently p his
task
There followed through the newspa-
pers an appeal TO the Italian population
Tor assistance. and offers Of tremendous
rewards This resulted in a flood Of
letters. some signed. but mostly anony-
nous. a multitude OF shadowy clues, Of
aid accusations. But no sooner was a
promising trail uncovered than the wit
ress disappeared or became inspired
with q terror which sealed his lips. 1t
began 70 appear that there was really no
evidence to be had beyond what Nor
wins eyes had photographed. And this.
he knew. was not enough to convict even
Larubio and his brother-in-law.
While thus baffied and cropping for
the faintest clue. he received a letter
which brought him at least a ray OF
sunshine. he had opened perhaps half
OF his mornings mail one day when he
came upon a truly remarkable missive.
Il was headed with an amateurish
drawing Of a skull, at the bottom Of the
sheet was a dagger. and over all in
bright red. was the life-size imprint OF
a small plump hand
In round school girl characters he
read as follows:
-Bewarei You are a traitor and a
deserter; therefore you are doomed. Es-
cape is impossible unless you heed this
warning. Meet me at the old house on
st Charles street. and bring your ran
some. THE AVENGER"
At the lower left-hand corner, in
microscopic characters. was written:
Il love chocolate nougat best"
Norvin laughed as he read this san
culinary epistle. for he had to admit
that IL had given him slight start. Be
ing a man OF action he walked to the
telephone and called a number which
had long since become familiar.
rs this the Creole Candy kitchen?
Send ten pounds OF your best choco-
late nougat 10 Miss Myra Nell Warren
at once. This is Blake speaking. Waltz
have enough on my conscience with
out adding another sin. Perhaps you'd
better make il five pounds now
pounds a week hereafter. Put it in your
fancfest basket. with lots Of blue rib
bon and label IL RANSOM"
Next he called the girl herself and
after an interminable wait heard a
GREATNESS voice say:
Hello, Norvin! I've been out in the
kitchen making cake, so couldn't get
away. It's IN the oven now, cooking like
mad"
@rve just received threatening let
ter" he told her.
who In the world could have sent
it7'
Evidently some blackmailing wretch.
1t demands a ransom"
"Heavensl You won't be cowardly
enough to yieldZ'
certainly. daren't refuse"
He heard her laughing softly. eWhy
don't you tell the police2"
'Indeed2 There's an army OF men
besieging the place now"
Then you must expect TO catch the
writer2"
"Fve been trying to for long time"
I'm sure I don't know what you are