Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-04-30
Runaway June
BY George Randolph Chester and Lillian Chester. q
Copyright 1916. by Serial Publication Cerperatea.

I fast as she could waddle.
In a swift taxi came a vfvacicus
| Brunette.
All these were centered around the
destinies of the beautiful little run
away bride.
Tired and still dazed from her disil-
lusionment June Warner turned into
the dim hallway OF Mrs. Waters lodg-
ing house, and YEARLY she climbed the
stairs. Halfway up she stopped to
stifie a cough which had been growing
/ upon her since she had entered upon
| this struggle for an elusive independ-
ence. She turned into her bare little
room and sank into the chair. With
numbed Indifference she noted that the
washstand had been moved from its
place in front of the door at the head
OF the bed, but she was too much pre-
occupied to wonder at it. She stopped
to rest for a moment, her hand upon
her chest; then mechanically she pick
ed up a pair of pants from the table
and started to sew.
The light seemed TO grow dim. She
was faint and dizzy. She took her sew
ing to the bed with her and lay down
| for a moment.
| The hall door slowly opened. and a
young woman, her eyes sparkling. her
cheeks rudy with the flush of health,
walked in, clad in gorgeous raiment.
| 1t was the vivacious brunette, Tommy
Thomas.
You poor deary' cried Tommy in a
sympathetic voice and sat down on the
1 am to see you here"
"There was no place else to co..
June said.
"Oh, yes, there wasr' said Tommy
Thomas, laughing gayly. "There is no
need for you to be lying here in pow
erty when you could be living in lux
ury." STOPPING down, she whispered
something in June's ear.
Startled, the pale girl half rose. but
Tommy Thomas had fed from the
room. She returned in a moment, and
with her was the white mustached
Orin Cunningham.
| June Warner rose to her elbow.
"Gor she said and pointed to the
door.
you don't mean it,r laughed Gun
ningham.
With a supreme effort June Warner
rose to her feet and looked him
straight in the eyes.
| Bill Wolf came out of the saloon
across the street wiping his lips. There
was placid expression on his round
face, and he had q short. thick stub of
a cigar in the corner of his mouth.
| A handsome collie dashed UP to the
well known and justly famous private
detective, barked and dashed away,
barked and dashed away again.
"All right, sport" said the comfort
able Bill Wolf and followed the dog
across the street.
Leaping and jumping and stopping at
every few steps to look back, Bouncer
led the way into the abandoned bank
and, springlng against the heavy iron
! door, yelped his loudest at every leap.
"All right, sport" said Bill Wolf jo-
vially and lifted from its place the
heavy bar.
| Instantly there dashed out Ned War.
ner, his jaws set and his fists clinched,
and after him came June's father and
; mother and Bobbie and Iris Blethering.
Ned rushed across the room and sprang
( for the stairs as Bill Wolf grappled
savagely with the Italian chauffeur.
Around the corner came the high cheek
boned maid, Marie, and Officer Dowd,
closely pursued by fat old black Aunt
Debby, while down the street rolled an
electric coupe, with the sharp featured
Honoria Blye at the lever.
In the narrow bedroom upstairs June
Warner stood, pale and erect, looking
straight into the eyes of Orin Cunning
| ham. For a moment he resisted her
clear, steady gaze, and then he dropped
his eyes, abasheG. Suddenly he laugh
ed, and, pulling from ais pocket daz-
Eling string Of pearls, Ire took a step
nearer and Haunted them before June's
eyes.
"Orin Cunningham" A stern, cold
voice.
The door behind June had clicked.
She turned. Gilbert Blye!
Cor he ordered.
without word Orin CUNNINGHAM
cringing. left the room with the sneer-
ing Tommy Thomas.
Gilbert Blye's black eyes softened az
he turned, and they glowed down at
June
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