Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-03-29

| SELF We both feel sure that GeonreI
? Ballantyne would never have left for
? tune to me, never have cared to make
: amends to my mothers child without alsC
I leaving some written record of his guilt
! and his repentance to clear the name OF
that child's father!'
You think that the confession is locked
up in the same box with the fortune?'
asked Craig, touched by her devotion and
seeing the individuality of giving this
case to the police, however greatly he
} might desire their help.
Yes. do think so. We both think so.
But when Mr.. Leclerc and Mr.. Cowen
were wishing to put n detective at work
1 never said a word to give them clue,
although | thought Of Miss Arany. l was
afraid You don't think 1t necessary 20
tell the police-do you?"
Tho young lioness of moment ago had
become n tenderly beseechng woman.
Miss Ballantynew Craig protested as
II her question, with its implied doubt of
his devotion to her interests, hurt him;
don't YOU know-yet-that / wouldn't do
one thing to harm you or yours for any
thing In this world!'
Billie put out trembling hand He took
II and, with sudden appreciation of what
we noderns have lost in abolishing the
dignihed, confldence-inspring salute, he
kissed It. The act was like n silent COM
pact. He felt as though he had taken an
oath, like knight of old, to serve her
| always.
There came little tap at the door.
what is it?" asked Craig.
ITS me, sor," said the voice Of Cooley,
| apoloEetically.
Enter and give the countersiEn," said
! Craig, in military tones in kcepins With
the council of war watch his e' .res-
! sion, Miss Ballantyne," he added n
| quick aside, when he catches sight of
| you!"
Mike came briskly into the room. but
| halted when he caught sight of the visit
| ors and his expression changed to one
of blank amazement as he noted the
| graceful figure in the gray gown and
black hat. Hadn't he been busy trailing
just such a person clear across the city?
"The saints preserve us!" he calculated;
asking your pardon!'
Didn't you find where the lady went,
Guoley?" asked Craig.
II thought | did, sor; but | reckon |
was mistaken"
Rutherford laughed heartily, and willing
to relieve the mans embarrassment, he
said:
IT'S impoite to stare at visitors, Mike,
but take one good look at this young
lady so YOU will know her the next time
1t is not the same one you have in
mind"
At gesture, Mike turned on the light
for the day was drawing to close; and
his expression when he saw his mistake
was still more comical But any COM
ments he dscreetly kept to himself.
Cooley was sent by me to find out
where Miss Arany went, after she left |
here" explained Craig TO his smiling visit
ors. What did you discover. Mke?"
81 followed her, sor, she in one cab |
and l in the neXt-and she went straight !
as an arrow to the very place. It's on
the corner of Riverside Drive and --th |
street, sor.'
ies, the big, white marble house"
NO, sor that's just across the street, |
tho side street The place where this lady
went was to the swell apartment that
faces the south side of the marble man
sion"
She lives there" asked Craig. a note
of disappointment in his voice.
That's what don't know. sor / lost
her there, though"
You lost her there"
Yes, sor. It's one OF them bran spang
new kinds of places, sor. Each apart
ment has it's own elevator, and the ten
ants operates them themselves. seen
her take out her key TO unlock the front
door, and gets up near without her see
ing me. When she steps II, | reach out
and catch hold of the door; it's the kind
that's expected to swing shut and lock
ITSELF holds 1t, quiet like, and after |
thought she might have gone on up, 1
sticks my hand in the elevator to see
no" hlsh she Soes-and II wasn't no
elevator at ALL"
Mike paused TO take breath and a smile
went over the faces of his auditors His
dramatic recital and it's anti-climax were
ineXpressibly droll
Explain yourself. Mike" said Craig.
why, it's lust as I'm telling you. sor
II was nothing but a little room the
might say"
Didn't you see anything of herr"
Not sign nor hide nor hair Of hcr!"
affirmed Mike solemnly.
Come now, Cooley, you're wandering"
Craig warned.
Sure I'm telling the Gospel truth, sor.
she wasn't there-and there was nothing
but white walls and never a chin TO hide
under" 'H ~ '''ue
panel" '''u''s
Not a bit of 1t, sor. stepped in and
telt every inch of wall and floor with INV
TWO hands did. She went into the closet
and evaporated. sor!"
IAN right, Mike. | NAV want ,o,,
again. presently. Are those some even
ing papers?" 'e"
,,,, yes, sor, all the latest extras" And
NIKE llhe deposited large bundle of them
upon me table and left the room.
Mait rev moments longer" said
craig TO his visitors, seeing them about
TO rise. "As Commander-in-chief T ba,,e
rev more orders to issue, and the first
one is that you help me glance through
these papers and see If YOU can discover
the name of Hederman"
Ihey needed no second urging hut fell
10 the task with a will. In a few
cry. "'''e
Here it is" she cried.
There 1t was on the fourth page of the
items.
HELDERMAN PoSTPONES HIS TRIP.
Mr. j, Baron Helderman-at the pres
ent time perhaps the most spectacular
figure on the street-said he was not
going South, as reported.
TOO many irons in the fire up here .
he said pointing to the pile OF documents
on his desk. to think OF going away
from New York for some time vet When
DO go go TO catch tarpon. Ever catch
tarpon?' he asked or the reporter And
Tor half an hour he entertained thIs
papers representative with the habits of
this huge gamy FISH OF Southern waters.
FOR further particulars OF this inter-
esting interview see the Sunday supple