Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-10-01
q Copyright, 1911 Street e SMITH
Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Coz
ToDAY's INSTALLMENT.

Sweervater, with a breath of decided
relief. stepped back and threw himself or
the bed 1t had really been trial for
him to stand there under the others eye
though his mind refused to formulate his
fear. or TO give him any satisfaction wher
he asked himself what there was in the
situation suggestive Of death to the won
an or harm 10 himself
Nor did morning light bring counsel, as
is usual in similar cases. He felt the myS-
terry more in the hubbub and restless
turmoil Of the day than in the nights ST
lence and inactivity. He was glad when
the stroke Of six gave him an excuse Ia
leave the room, and gladder vet when in
doing so, he ran upon an Old woman from
q neighbour room, who no sooner saw
him than she leered at him and eagerly
remarked:
''Not mach sleep. ch? We didn't think
you'd like il, Did YOU sec anything
Now this gave him the one excuse he
wanted
See anything" he repeated. apparent
" with all imaginable Innocence, what
do You mean by that?"
''Don't you know what happened in that
room"
BORT tell me-" he shouted out. 81
don't want to hear any nonsense.
haven time I've got to be at the shon
at seven and don't feel very well. What
did happen" he mumbled IN drawing off
lust loud enough for the woman to hear
"Somcthing unpleasant I'm sure" Then
he ran downstairs.
At half past six he found the janitor
He was to all appearance. in a state OF
great excitement and he spoke very fast
Il won't stay another night In that
l. -.
where the family were eating breakfast
by lampIigtrt 81 don't want TO make any
trouble and ! don't want to give my rea-
sons; but that room don't suit me. I'd
rather take, the dark one you talked about
yesterday There's the money. Have my
things moved today, will ye2''
But your moving out after one nights
stay will give that room a bad name,
stamnlered the ianltor rising awllwardly
''There'n be talk and | won't be able &c
let that room all winter"
"Nonsensel Every man hasn't the
nerves I have. You'll let IT I'm a week
But let or not let, I'm going front into
the little dark room. IN get the boss tC
let me off at half past four. So that's
settled
Tie waited for no reply and got none
but when he appeared promptly at a
iu-s moved into middle room on the
fourth foor OF the front building which
oddly perhaps. CHANGED 10 be next door tc
the one he had held under watch the might
before
rhc first page Of his adventure in the
II la street tenement had been turned
ana No waa cady to start upon another.
q Book Plays Leading Part.
When Mr. Brotherson came in that
nigh. nc rptcod that the door Of the
room adjoining his own stood open lie
did no, hesitate. Making Immediately fol
H. ne tool, q glance inside, then spoke
w With ringing intonation:
"Halluu, Coming to live in this hole
Tho occupant young man. evidently
a workman and somewhat sickly # one
could Judge from his complexion turned
around from some tiukertng he was en-
gage IN and met the intruder fairly
face 10 face. II his Jaw fell. II seemed
to be from admiration. No other emotion
would have so lighted his eye as he took
in the others proportions and command
ing features. No dress-Broth erson was
never seen in any other than the home
lest garh in these days-could make him
look common or akin to his surroundings
Whether seen near or far, his presence
always caused surprise, and surprise was
what the young man showed as he
answered briskly.
Yes, this is to be my castle. Are you
the owner of the buildings? If So"
Il am not the owner. ! live next door
Haven't l seen you before young mani
Never was there more penetrating eye
than Orlando Brotherson's AS he asked
this qeustion It took some effort on the
part OF the other to hold his own ant