The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1914-10-28
Copyright, lo!i, By Louis Joseph Vano

mon sense By making round break
fast in Grand Central station before
looking up the residence of Digby in
the telephone directory.
The information he gathered from
the voice that answered the name of
Mr.. Digby over the telephone shook
ONLY momentarily Barcus' innate con-
victian that intimate acquaintance
with battle, murder and sudden death
Nas t'e inevitable reward OF aSsocia-
zion With this friend Of his heart
Sian being married to Rose Urine
in jersey City at this very minute!"
he hrnathed scientifically as he emerged
FROM the booth memorizing the ed
dress OF the alleged officiating clergy
man. Il don't believe it; it's too sud
den"
Forthwith he engaged taxicab 20
convey him to Jersey City, at top
speed, for an exorbitant reward
And when, from the forward deck OF
a ferryboat, he beheld q dense volume
Of smoke advertising a coniiaeration
on the Jersey shore. not far from the
NdlSl Oul, llC SlIoCN iIlbS3iis
gacious head.
IF Alan isn't mixed Up in that,
/ somehow" he declared, hes missing
q bet for once-and I'm a sorry failure
as Il prophet Of woe and disaster"
There Was as much intuitive appre-
hension as humor responsible for this
remark; witness the fact that, on land
ing, he risked The delay required to
! turn aside and have a look at the fire.
1t proved TO be situated in the heart
Of sQuaid slUm-a wretched tene-
rant OF the poorest class, whose roof
had already fallen Ill and whose walls
were momentarily threatening to go
by the time Baruus arrived Oh the
scene.
AT considerable distance from him
small disturbance had broken out
Il clamor OF protesting voices lifting
about the rumor OF the mob-as 4
number of men. case-hardened rOughs
enc and ALL began to force their way
| in N-shaped wedge through the
throng. making toward its very heart.
the point on the tire-!ines nearest the
burning building.
What this meant. Mr.. Barcus had
net the slightest idea. But his atten-
tiCn was first distracted by the maneu-
! yer. ;hca fixed by the face of q man
who was following in the hollow of
/ the Van evil white face that seemed
! somewhat vaguely familiar, somehow
! Ia, ,Jnt
had happened in the history of Mr.
! l}arcus.
At the same time, at the point where
| the V had paused a wild uproar lifted
/ UP and. coincidentally, Il wilde" confu-
/ sioa became noticeable A cry was
Misunderstanding Lynch him! Lynch
him! Lynch the firebug! "-and at
! this the mob turned as one man and
! streamed away III pursuit of an in
| visible quarry, who chose to attempt
! his escape by route directly oppo-
| size to that which would have led him
! within view of Mr.. Barcus.
Startled and Of 4 sudden persuaded
/ that there might have been more in
| his "hunch" than was sanely to be
1 credited, Barcus started UP and was
/ ON the point of stepping out of his
I cab. if with rather aimless purpose,
when he was stayed by sight OF that
evil white face returning the way it
! had come--still in the hollow OF the
1 flying V, which now made faster prog
.eas thanks to ;he disorganization Of
! the mob b. the chase OF the alleged in
cenaiary.
And now, BGrcus saw, the man Of
lie white face was not alone. There
vas someone with him-someone
whose head was bent and face con
cealed, but who seemed to be femi-
nine.
And so. Barcus argued why might
it not be Rose Urine, suffering new
| persecution at the hands of her unnat
| ural fathers creatures?
He was too far away to make sure
and attempt any interference; but he
pointed White Face out to his chauf-
feur as tie V reached touring car
On the edge of the mob and the woman
was lifted in Cunresisting and appar
entity in dead fajnt), and when the
touring car swung round and picked
up its heels. tie t&Xicab Of Mr.. Barcus
truiled it as uncstentstiously as if it
was pertuacious shadow.
Ten minutes later. from the rear
deck of ferryboat in midstream-a
boat bearing back to New York not
olly the touring ear OF White Face,
but the cab of Mr.. Barcus-the latter
gentlemen formed one OF Il small but
Interested audience Witnessing an III
cident Of uncommon character.
He saw young man. hatless. coat
less, almost shirtless tear down &c
the edge OF one Of the Jersey wharves
his heels snapped at by ravcnine
rabble, jump aboard a square-rigged
vessel which lay moored there, and
execute a manuuNer Of DESPAIR by
climbing up the rigging in a hopeless
attempt 80 escape his prosecutors.
They were too many for him. and what
was worse they were headed Uy
squad OF police apparently as 2rlmly
bent on COMPRISING the destruction oil
their quarry as was the mob.
And they swarmed IN the rigging
| orfnr him v.itIuut a moments leSitl-