Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-09-03


o., rsrarkable man.
-. u.,s not my husband speaking. but
nasserby However, l looked up
George with a smile, and found him
,..,,,, down at me with much, the same
,or We had often spoken of the odd
.rrases one hears in the street and how
.,ostfng il would be sometimes to hear
,,la more of the conversation.
...rba-.s a case in point" he laughed,
be Guided me through the crowd of
.,..,ergoers which invariably block this
-. If broadway at the hour of g. Eve
lsau never know whose eulogy we have
.,st heard. A remarkable mani There
are not many Of them
NO " was my somewhat Indifferent re-
.l,. II was a keen winter night and snow
,acled upon the walks in way
- throw into sharp relief the figures Of
,ch pedestrians as happened to be
,.al,ng alone But 1t seems to me that.
far as general appearance goes. the
one in front answers your description
most admirably
ponted to man hurrylng around the
oorrer inst ahead of US.
Yves he's remarkably well built. l
noticed him when he came out of the
Cermont'
This was a hotel we had just passed.
A Strange Sight.
But it's not only that It's his
height. his very striking features, his
synrassion--" | stopped suddenly, grip
ming Georges arm impulsively in a sur
mise he seemed to share. We had turned
+ol,- IN
nj whom we were speaking and so had
him still in fun view.
whats he doing?' ! asked, in low
whisper We were only few feet be-
hind. Look! look. don't you call that
curious
Nv husband stared then uttered a low
"Rather." The man ahead of us, pre-
senting in every respect the appearance
Of a gentleman, had suddenly stopped to
the curb and was washing his hands in
the snow, furtively. but with a vigor and
purpose which could not fail to arouse
the strangest conjectures in any chance
onlooker
plate" escaped my lips in sort Of
nervous chuclle. But George shook his
head at me
81 don't like it," he muttered, with I'M
usual gravity. Did you see his face?'
Then as the man rose and hurried away
from us down the street, 81 should like
to follow him. ] do believe"
But here we became aware of a quick
rush and sudden camor around the cor
ner We had just left, and, turning quick
ly saw that something had occurred on
Broadway which was fast causing a tu-
mutt
what's the natter l cried What
can have happened? Letc go see. George
Perhaps it has something to do with our
man
My husband with a final glance down
the street at the fast disappearing figure.
yielded TO my Importantly, and possibly
to some new curiosity of his own.
A Tragedy.
I'D like to stop that man first" said
he But what excuse have [? He may
he nothing but a crank with some crack
Drained idea in his head. Wen soon
know, for there's certainly something
wrong there on Broadway"
'ile came out of the Clermont," I sug-
gested
Il know. If the excitement isn't there,
what we've just seen is simply a coin
cidence.' Then, as we retraced our steps
TO the corner-"Whatever we hear or
see, don't say anything about this man.
It's after eight, remember and we prom
ised Adela that we would be at the house
before nine"
"I'll be quiet"
Remember"
IT was the last word he had time to
speak before we found ourselves in the
midst of a crowd of men and women.
loSiHng one another in curiosity or in