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The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05

"Ohw gasped June as the slgnifi-
upon her. Why. they were almost In
the same position in which she had
seen herself when she was Ned's pite-
GUS little beggar.
Thanks. Bobbie." said Iris and turn
ed to June IF you want more. honey,
in your struggle for independence.
come right back. and I'll make Bob
bic give it to US"
June sbrank away. "Oh. | can't
possibly take it! | didn't know you
were going to ask Bobbiep'
where else do | get it?" blurted
the bosom friend Boobies the east
est way"
That's just it." June pointed out.
Cant you see what a beggar a de-
pendent woman is? Don't you see
that If can't accept a gift of money
from my husband l can't possibly let
you accept for me a gift of money
from your husband? Don't be angry,
Iris. please. I'm fighting for a princi-
pie"
"Oh. Mr.. Thomas Rotr' exploded
Bobbie.
THAT attitude is at the bottom of
the whole thing, Bobbie." argued June,
with spirit. Because the man has
supported the woman for ages he has
made himself the master. That de-
stroys the woman's self respect, and
love dies"
She's fine kid said Bobbie hearth
ly, but If she's going to draw the line
on money which has been handed
from man to woman she'll have
to get it fresh from the mint"
What will you do, June" fretted
Iris
IF l only had that purse mummy
gave me-" unused June.
"She got that from your father"
Robbie was unkind enough to remind
her.
"Oh, that was daddy's money" she
brightly replied no trace Of concern on
her brow. and it's the last / can take
LhOl1 lhClI INV thdL llCd. LIS,
couldn't you 90 out to the house and
say you'll send it to me?"
Just the thing Iris was bubbIing
Immediately with enthusiasm. Well
go right out now. Bobbie, call the car"
You mustn't let them know I'm
here" warned June. "You mustn't let
any one KNOW
Within five minutes Iris and Bobbie
In the swift little runabout were head
ed for Brynport. In the library June
had found picture Of Ned among
some other intimate photographs, and
it was with constant reference to this
and amid constant talking to it and
constant caressing of it that she penned
her important message:
My Poor, Dear Boy-I cannot explain in a
letter what happened today. When 1 am
free, dear Ned, l will make you under
stand and forgive. You must not try to
find your unhappy bride. JUNE.
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05
SECOND EPISODE.
In Pursuit of the Runaway Bride
CHAPTER |

"iHE runaway bride, who led the
chase. Seemed to be lucky, for
the traffic opened before her
- like magic and closed behind
her like wall As she turned into
Central park at Fifty-ninth street safe
from immediate pursuit, the black
Vandyked mans car was in a snarl at
Fifth-sixth. AS he came out of that
pocket he leaned forward. after look
ahead. and spoke crisply to his driver.
They stopped at the Plaza hotel. and
the man, hurrying up the steps. sud
denly paused. With a smile he drew
from his pocket tiny gold watch and
opened it. Inside the lid was the pic
ture of beautiful young girl with a
handsome collie. The black Vandyked
man gazed at the picture for mo-
ment in frowning meditation 1t was
the runaway bride
As he entered the hotel Ned's taxi.
with the f1uttering white ribbons. pass.
ed and turned into the park Just as
June Warner turned out of it at Sew.
enty-second street. heading for River
side drive.
AT that hour Iris RIethering sat pour
ing her vouble sadness into the ears
of BObbie in the Bethering home on
Riverside drive. She had been school
day chum and the bosom friend of
June Moore, but now there was no
June Moore, only June Warner, and
June Warner might become a stranger.
Rot" observed Bobbie. How long
are they going to be gomez
Three weeks It's an eternity. Bob
bier
Rot" said Bobbie why doesn't
somebody answer that doorbell?"
1t had only just rung, and immedi-
ately the hollow Blethering butler
came through He did not return to
announce any one, however. Instead
the caller rushed straight in and threw
herself into the arms of Iris.
June"
Robbie Blethering stood by and watch.
ed the tableau for moment; then he
went to the door and looked out.
Where's Ned?" he quite naturally
Inquired
The only answer was a sob.
JUNE" pleaded Iris. where's
Ned?"
"I-I-I left Ned" June walled. 'T
ran away"'
Jaw. / say" protested Bobbie.
What did he do. dear?" This from
Iris.
''He-he gave me money!
"He gave you money! Iris repeated
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05

A1UNT DEBBY came around the
corner of the Moore house in
N all her glory-stiff lavender
- dress with the red posies on it,
yellow hat with the green feather, tan
shoes and blue stockings.
'Howdy, Aunt Debbyw Bobbie Bleth-
ering. with his chattel beside him.
swung up the drive in his fast little
runabout
June's parents came to the door,
John J. Moore in the blue and tan
smoking jacket which be had refused
to wear until tenderness at June's ap-
preaching departure had brought him
to it, and Charlotte Moore in the gray
silk dress embroidered by June's own
hands
Come right in," heartily invited Fa-
Their Moore. and Mother Moore, with
soft eyes. shook Bobbie by one hand
and Iris by both
I'VE have only a minute to stay
began Iris, starting to talk as they
went into the library. 81 heard from
June" Iris ratified on. Father Moore,
in the parlor, came straight over
''Shc missed her purse" glibly went
on Iris, while Robbie eyed her with ad-
miration. She's afraid she lost it.
Did she leave it here?
Right on that table" And Mrs.
Moore's eyes sparkled. She took it
| from a drawer in desk.
| 'sFThof ri ri al u-ou y1-oc, IN
money" laughed Mr. Moore as if it
were Ii virtue.
Bobbie glanced at Iris. She was as
serene as a plate of ice cream.
IN send it to her" offered Iris. and
Mrs. Moore smilingly put it in her
! hand.
why didn't June wire u.s." puzzled
father, his fists bullying in the pockets
of his gay smoking jacket
yes, why didn't she?" Mothers
voice was full of anxiety, but as she
saw the unruftied expression of Iris
Bletherings face she began to bride.
If JUNE could wire her friend, why
couldn't she wire her mother?
You have such slow delivery out
here" promptly explained Iris.
Just what did she say?"
Iris cast her eyes to the ceiling and
began telling off the words on her fin
gers.
phone mother can't find my purse.
Did | forget 1t? Extremely happy
Bushels of love to all. June"
Twenty minutes were all the callers
could spare. They drove down the
boulevard. A taxicab flashed by them.
but they did not notice it. Ned War
ner was in the taxi. and he was out
and up on the porch before the ma
chine had come to full stop. John
Moore answered the bell. and he stood
as If petrified when he saw his son-in
laws expression.
Have you heard from June?" husk-
ed Ned
Isn't she with you?" The voice of
Moore was strained and tense.
Mrs. Moore came hurrying out, her
face ashen.
"Junie" she cried She ran down 10
the taxi and peered i'm through the
open window She came running back
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en- window and to rush upstairs, get
her maid, Marie seize several gar
ments and drag with her the astound-
ed servant
Miss June. Miss June" cried Aunt
Dolby, out of breath from running,
but June only waved hand at her as
the taxi swept out of the drive
\ limousine bad stopped in front of
the house, and black Vandyked man
had aighted.
Miss Moorer' he called. but June's
taxi ratified on. He jumped in his
own car ana gave the word and start
ed in swift pursuit
The two machines were still in sight
when the runabOut of Bobbie and Iris
dashed around the circle.
us June here?' called Iris.
"Lawdy, no.! puffed Aunt Debby
Oats her gOin' yOnder.'
The runabout was gone with a whiz
and Immediately after came the family
limousine.
rs June here?" called all three or
the occupants at once
She's just done gone, The gentle
man with black whiskers has JUST
done gone! Mr.. Bobbie and Miss Iris
has just done gone. WhOOh"
Around the corner there rolled an
electric coupe. 1t was brilliantly light
ed, and in it sat an angular woman
with a high, long nose and high arched
brows, beneath which glittered two
sharp eyes.
Say" shrilled the occupant OF the
electric.
Aunt Debby. her broad hand on hef
stomach, pointed down the road.
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05

black eyed young woman. the mo-.
vivacious of the party, called him -
task for his evening of scorer scbo,''
ing. You re up to some deyilmant :,
she charged. playfully tweaking HI.
beard. Come and dance with me
Sorry. Tommy" he told her. with
that queer smile on his lips, but w.
a previous engagement"
she can wait. pouted tie girl She
dragged Blye away from the table
Take my car. Gill; called the gra,
mustached lost
Certainly" replied Blye. and ,bo
three men exchanged smile. III
dance one round with Tommy: thu
III 60"
Before that round was over, horyar
er, Gilbert Blye saw an apparition !,
the doorway. and his face turned cola
The apparition was tall. angular wo,
man with iong. high nose and hign
archeu brows, who was trying 10 hnr,.
Gilbert Blye through and through with
a double eyed glare of burning fer,ri-
ty. He hurried over to his wife Sba
had shrilled:
VINO is that woman" One lean.
long finger pointed accusingly at the
vivaciOus black eyed girl with whom,
#Gil had been dancing
Il shall explain nothing said Gil.
bert I'm through
He left her contemptuously, Ieayiny
As be went down the steps he heard
her shrieking something after him. and
he hurried. As he dashed out of tba
door he ran into group who were
coming in. They We're the MooreS, tho
Bletherings and Ned Warner. and ha
was upon them and past them and
jumping into the luXuri0usly furnished
racing limousine. with the little watch
in his hand. before they realized thar
this was the main they were seeking.
There he goes" cried Ned. "Tha
scoundrel."
Blye, moving rapidly away. saw the
confusion and blamed his wife for tho
scene. for now she was in the lead
Of the excited group. which was rush.
ing toward him
The house of the Moores at Rrvn.
port was dark when June arrived. the
dear old house. 1t stood back amid
lhe dim trees. with dignity and
beauty which she had never before
thoroughly appreciated. and at the
gate she heSitated as if. with no one
to welcome her. she had no right here
There was welcome. though, and a
joyous one, a loud. hearty one. Sc
rieS of delighted banks from her dog
ROuncer
The hole through which he usually
emerged had been found and closed
but he wasted no time on that. He
merely came through the window,
bringing a Eart of the sash with him,
and here he was running circles
around her, leaping at her, crouching.
barking at the top of his voice. doing
everything in his power to show her
that she was a welcome visitor at this
place and in his heart at any hour of
the night or day
He had known her very presence
from far back in the shed
1t was the work of q minute for June
to Chamber through an unlocked kitch-
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05

this numbly after awhile. did you
say he gave you money!
YES" June Strengthened up as she
recognized the difficulty which lay be.
tore her Iris, while a warm and loyal
Knend, was not exactly a thoughtful
person nor a sensitive one and might
perhaps not understand the deep eth
heal significance Of what had happened
Robbie didn't count
Just after the wedding breakfast
mother gave me purse. and if / had
mot left that on the library table at
Rome might not have known my pre-
dl'ampnt until II was too late. When
Ned aud ! were on the train. however,
nliss'T the purse. While / was tell.
7''' Md about II he tipped the porter
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05
CHAPTER II.

UNIT DEBBY came around the
corner of the Moore house in
all her glory-stiff lavender
dress with the red DoSieS On II
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05

He Caught up the Portrait and Press
ed 1t to His Lips.
She had his card and was reaching for
1t when she noticed that Iris had gone
to the telephone.
You mustn't telephone anybody"
the runaway bride insisted. You
would be betraying my confidence"
But what do you intend to do?"
What about Ned?" Bobbie suddenly
blurted. the thought of young Warner
alone on the train with the honeymoon
luggage, flashing on his mind
"Neds darlingw And June's lin
quivered He's an angel! But | can
not be burden to be carried on Ned's
back. | shall stay away from Ned un
til / achieve my own independence
Then we can walk together hand il
hand-in mutual self respect and ac
cepting from each other nothing but
love!
ut is for his happiness as well cs
for mine" June insisted firmly. THE
world will not be happy until womer
walk in strict equality with men, Iris
dear She saw by the face of hel
friend that cold logic was wasted. The
two girls walked upstairs. and Iris ush
cred her still bosom friend into coy
little guest room.
Meanwhile Ned Warner began to be
familiar with the bronze panther or
the overhanging rock in the park and
casting back in his memory. reflected
that he must have passed it about five
times.
But why had June married him
Why had she walked down the aisle OF
the BrynpOrt chapel with him thai
morning? Perhaps the black Vandvk
ed man was married, and marriage
was the only road to June's freedom.
He could stand this train of thoughts
no longer, He whirled up Riverside
drive, past the very house where June
was then talking to Iris and turned
his key in the lock of the place which
was TO have been home. Home. An(
this was his return! Here were al
the furnishings which they had bought
together. Here had clustered all his
dreams of happiness.
1t must be his task to find that man!
June was still June-and his June
He caught up the portrait and pressed
it to his lips and held it in his arm:
and sank down by the bed sobbing.
At that moment June and Iris were
sitting in the big walnut paneled Ii
brary. and Bobbie wandered in. Wher
he saw the girls he started back.
Don't go, Bobbie!' called Iris. Sht
walked straight up to him and held
cut her hand. Producer
Whats the price?" he asked.
"Oh. hundred"
'How did you guess my roll?" in
quired the cheerful Bobbie. dragging
up a handful of bills with nonchalau
ease, at which June smiled in spite ot
her embarrassment. She had Away.
been amused at the matter of fact ant
open way in which these two discuss
ed finances. Bobbie counted his mon
ey and held back fragment OF e
Here's your hundred. and I'm sever
to the good"
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05
CHAPTER LII.

a n RS GILBERT BLYE was in
IM shrill voiced converse with a
big green parrot. which, from
G11 length and sharpness of nose
and height of eye arches. might have
been sister to her. A maid announced
Blye, and. since he was not at home.
would Mrs. Blye care to say where
ne was? He came to New York on an
early train.
Mrs. Blye rose instantly. She sailed
straight into the hall and confronted
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05
Mrs. Gilbert Blye Was In ShriI Voice
Converse With Big Green Parrot.

SOhNSiSS WIN dig 1Te6n FdFrOC.
the five earnest visitors. Did you say
Mr.. Blye returned on an early train?''
Yes" Ned tried not to speak CURLY
II saw him.
II am Mrs. Blye. Is there anything
l can do for you?" The lady was
studying the group with shrewlike
penetration. Mrs. Blye began to wor-
ry herself. Also she began to suspect.
That last was her speciality. IF you
will tell tie the nature of your business
with Mr. Blye may be able to locate
him"
II want my daughter" blurted out
John Moore, his lips squaring.
oh! And Mrs. Blye's voice rose.
Your daughter" She glared at them
for moment. will you please waltz"
she asked and sailed back through the
hall. They could hear her sharp voice
telephoning. She had called her bus.
bands club, and they heard her ex-
claim Indignantly. Where, Sherry's?"
She was back, blazing. She had her
hat in her hand. He's at Sherry'sw
she Shrilled
An electric coupe stood at the door.
She slammed into that. turned on the
lights and rolled away with as much
vigor as was in the capacity of her
machine. BObbieS runabout darted
after her and passed her and then
came the limousine with Mr. and Mrs.
Moore and Ned
Poor June! 1t had been hard for her
to leave those beloved voices down
there in the library, but she had made
up her mind very firmly that neither
she nor Ned could be happy if she was
always to fee! that she was chattel,
She ran back to the desk for Ned's
photograph, then stepped lightly out
on the tiny side porch. jumped down to
the little embankment and fled, as
light as thistledown. along the side of
the house and ont at the little grocer's
gate.
Where now should she go? The
apartments. their home, hers. and
Ned's. She hurried up in that direc-
ton, but at the first corner she stopped
for an instant and darted over toward
Broadway. She had realized three
things almost simultaneously - first,
that they might come ont of the Bletb
ering house at any instant and see her:
second. that she had no key and. third,
that Ned might come there 1t would
be the most likely place for him to 90
in his loneliness
In FOND memory. stopping at the
nrst dark corner, she went over each
OF the dear rooms. furnished lust to
ut her and delight her-the white and
gold reception room. the white and
rose drawing room, the white and
black library, the white and blue bed
ROOM the all white kitchen She saw
Ned In every room and herself there
NOW hnshed and happy she was ex
perimenting with the toy range, now
they were dining together all alone
She was playfully feeding Ned, and
ne was seasoning the meal with stolen
kisses. walking clear around the ia
Die to get them. They were spending
an evening of blissful conpanionshin
in the library
She suddenly held her handkerchief
to her mouth to choke back a sob. On
broadway she hailed a passing taxi
All was sparkling at Sherly's. but
Gilbert Blye had taken small share IN
the MARTY lie had risen to go when
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05
COpyrisht. lplS. by Serial Publication
Corporation

BY special arrangement for this
paper 9 photo drama corresponding
to the installments OF Runaway
June" may now be seen at the lead
ing moving picture theaters. By
arrangement made with the Mutual
Film Corporation it is not only pos
sible to read Runaway June" each
week. but also afterward to see NOV
ing pictures illustrating our story
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05

.IHE runaway bride, who led the
chase. seemed to be lucky, for
the traffic opened before her
- like magic and closed behind
The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-05

Moore. Her husband looked over her
shoulder. The letter was addressed to-
Dear Daddy and Mummy--I cannot ex.
plain in letter why was compelled 10
leave Ned. Some day | will make YOU
understand and forgive. Please be good
10 dear Ned and love
YOUR LITTLE JUNE.
Here's the man. shouted Ned, bis
voice full of sudden fury He held a
pair of gloves in one hand and card
IN The other These are June's gloves
They were lying ON the table, and this
card was In them
"TAoy're riy gloves" called Iris. hpt
The Detroit times., 1915-11-30
HAtsMAN
GETS BUSY
Field Ground
keeper Finds Grid
SnOW-BOund

Emil Haisman suddenly has be-
come an all-important factor in tho
awarding OF the national interscho-
lastic football championship. Emil
has been playing no unimportant
part at any time since Navin field
was selected as the battle field, but
now he has grabbed the spotlight.
It's shame. too. for that's where
Harry Tuthill perched last night.
and II will be quite a shock to the
trainer when he awakes at late
hour today and discovers what has
happened
Friend Haisman. you know, is the
Navin field groundkeeper. and It is
his duty to massage that turf at the
park 10 the yelyety condition that
Is ideal for football encounters. lie
had done his work well until this
snowstorm swept down upon him.
and now he has real job on his
hands Emil Is veteran at this
sort OF thing, and II Is very likely
NheA Nv v az lAhA AAh JUST NiA'
blanket he needed 10 keep his turf
as he wants IL until Saturday. Our
bet is that nothing less than a flood
can damage that playing field while
Emil is standing guard.
Those were cruel words about
Tuthiil. and we hasten TO make
amends Fresh from his triumph
az West Point. Harry has volun-
teered 80 aid in the conditioning the
Centralites for Saturdays fray. He
was out last night and made some
valuable suggestions. Harry Is
splendid football man. In the past
three years. tho Army has scored S6
points to nine against the Navy. and
Coach Daily must share the credit
with the Tiger trainer.
Central was given a stiff workout
last night. and the boys were found
in splendid shape, Today's prac-
tice program will be determined
when the weather is observed late
ln the afternoon. but some strenu-
Gus work is probable.
The Detroit times., 1915-11-30
New Haven, 20. Round Town,
Bars Championship Bouts
Chief of Police Has
Welcome for All
Lesser Lights

NEW HAVEN. Conn, Nov. go
Chief of Police Smith OF New iIav-
IN. Gown. gave Jack Curley a start
the other day when he sent word
20 Wizards loint manager that he
lidnt propose to have Willard or
any other champion vndanger the
game in that state with bort that
would attract too mucn local oppo-
sition. Curley. you know. had Sc
cretly entertained big notion that
he was going 10 plank Jess down
there in a 20-round decision bout
with some big worthy. Now Jack
knows different. And all that Chief
Smith says goes for the rest OF tho
champions from Ertle to Jess.
Frank Moran. Coffey or any O,
the other near.champions will be as
welcome as the flowers in Nav. bu,
none Of the kings Oh woe. Heavy.
indeed. does rest the head that
wears a crown
The Detroit times., 1915-11-30
No Team Has Finished in First Division Each
Year of Leagues HistOry-Many Have
Found Seven Different Berths

Der Of victories from 1903 10 1915,
Inclusive. The I've championships
won by the Mackmen gave them a
sufficient margin TO overcome their
poor showing last season. Boston
ranks second in the aggregate stand
ing, Chicago stands third, a small
margin ahead of Detroit, although
the Tigers won three flags 10 one
for the White Sox. Philadelphia s
grand total OF victories is i,10S for
that period. which is IS games more
than Boston has won In that time.
The White Sox have run gp a total
OF 1.051 victories in 13 seasons,
which Is only four more games than
Detroit has won in the same period.
Although Cleveland has not won a
1t has finished in the
first division seven out Of the l3
seasons and has won more than half
its games. New York, Washington,
and St Louis have been the losers
in the majority OF the campaigns,
The Browns bringing up the rear in
the composite records with only sOs
victories and 1853 defeats.
The difference between the best
and the poorest record roverinE
this l9O3-1915 period is less than
900 games in the aggregate. This Is