Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-10-22
Initials Only" By Anna katherine Creme
A Thrilling Mystery Story Of Modern Times
Copyright. 1911, Street & smith,
Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Coz
TO-DAY INSTALLMENT.

II see II again-tust as ] saw it in the
early morning even more plainly If
that is possible A hall-Q should cali It
a hall though ] don't remember seeing
any place like it before) with little
staircase at the side. up which there
comes man, who stops just at the top
and looks intently my way. There is
herceness in his faoe-a look which means
no good to anybody-and as his hand goes
20 his overcoat pocket. drawing out some
thing which I can not describe, but which
he handles az II IL were pistol, ! feel
horrible fear. and-and-" The child was
staggering and the hand which was free
had sought her heart where II lay
olenched, the knuckles showing white in
the dim light
MI Challoner watched her with dilated
eyes the spell under which she spoke
falling in some degree upon him. Had
she finished? Was this all? No; she is
speaking again, but very low. almost In
q whisper.
There is music-a crash-but ! plainly
see his other hand approach the object
he Is holding. He takes something from
the end-the object is pointed my way
/ am looking into-into-what? / do not
know l can not even see him now. The
space where he stood is empty. Every
thing fades. and | wake with loud cry
IN my ears and a sense of death
here" She had lifted her hand and
struck at her heart. opening her eyes as
she did go yet It wac not | who had
been shot" she added softly.
Mr. Challoner shuddered. This was like
the reopening of his daughters grave.
But he had entered upon the scene with
a full appreciation of the ordeal await
ing him and he did not lose his calm
ness or the control Of hts judgment
BE seated, Miss Scott" he entreated
taking a chair himself You have de-
scribed the spot and some of the cir
cumstances of my daughters death as
accurately as IL you had been there. But
yUu have doubtless read a full account
of those details in the papers; possibly
seen pictures which would make the place
quite real to you The mind is & strange
store house We do not always know
what lies hfdcen within It,
That's true" she admitted But the
man / had never seen the man, or any
picture of him, and his face was cleareet
od ali / should know 1t II l saw ii
anywhere. 1t is imprinted on nv memory
as plainly as yours. On, hope never TO
see that mani"
MFR. ChalEoner sighed; he had really an
ticipated something from the interview.
The disappointment was keen. moment
os expectation; the thrill which comes to
US all under the shadow of the super
natural. and then-this a young and i'm
Aginative girls dream, convincing to her
self but supplying nothing which had not
already been supplied both by the facts
and his own imagination! A man had
stood at the staircase, and this man had
raised his arm. She said that she had
seen something like a pistol in his hand
but his daughter had not been shot. This
he thought It well enough TO point out 60
her.
Leaning toward her that he might get
her full attention, no waited till her
eyes met his. then quietly asked!
''9ave you ever named this man to
yourself9"
SHE started and dropped her ayes
IT do not dare to- said she,
'"WhY?"
Because I've read in the papers that
the man who stood there had the same
name as"
Tell me- Miss Scott