Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-07-04
Continued fl m Last Issue.)

Eagan, his work of vengeance done.
leaned back on the pillows with
placed smile His bright little eyes
roved dreamily around the ward where
he CHANGED to be the only patient. IAls
glance took in the figure of the guard
ian policeman and then moved on to
the shut door of clothes closet. He
noted a key in the doors lock-
Say. old playmate" he addressed the
policeman, IT wish you'd stake me to an
other pillow if you can get hold of one.
NV backs half-broken. Don't bother to
call the nurse. l sure do hate to have
women folks PAWN around me when
I'm sick There's lot of pillows in that
closet. I saw her take some from
there. Toss me one, just for luck
Goodna turedly, the policeman crossed
the room to obey the request. lie I'M
locked and opened the closet door.
why" he began, there's no pillows
in here, man. The
He got no further. A mighty shove
in the small of the back sent him head
long into the closet. Before he could
| turn, Sam bad slammed the closet door
| shut and locked it.
Needless of the policeman's frenzied
pounding on the panels, Eagan thrust
| his bare feet into his shoes, drew on
| his trousers and bolted for the corridor
| In the doorway he collided with a doc
| tor and an orderly. who were entering
the ward, the nurse at their heels
| Taken unprepared the two men were
not quick enough to stop the fugitive
| He dashed past them, scattering them
| to left and to right, and gained the cor
| ridor.
And there-unfamiliar with his sur
roundings-Eagan started in the wrong
| direction. Instead of going toward the
| stairway he ran the opposite way
| And presently he found himself at the
| corridors farther end with an oper
window behind him and with no other
means of escape.
AS he had been carried thither sense
| less, Eagan had no way of knowing
| whether he was on the first or the tenth
floor of the hospital and whether 8
leap from the window would lead tt
| death or to safety.
Before he could look outward through
| the open easement to learn at wha1
height he might be from the ground, the
two pursuing men bore down upon him
They seized him roughly, and at once
| they found they had tackled a man they
could not subdue.
Sam, tearing free, glanced about fol
| some weapon with whose aid he could
| hammer his way past them and to the
| distant stairs.
Close beside him on a desk was the
| hall telephone. He caught up the heavy
| instrument, wrenched it loose from Its
| green cord and swung it menacinglJ
above his head.
The doctor and the orderly recoilet
before the wordless threat. But JUS
| then a new actor appeared on the
| scene.
The pounding on the closet door
| had attracted the nurse and she
had released the imprisoned po-
The patrolman was a born fighter: and
moreover, he was smarting for revenge
Without a seconds hesitation he sprans
at Eagan. Down went the telephone in
strument, swung with all the brute
strength of Sans right arm. The blow
fairly landing, would have meant frac'
tured skull at the very least
But the patroIman had spent his boy
hood on the water front. He knew
every move in a rough-and-tumble bar
room fight. And he was not to be felIeC
like a stupid OK.
| He charged at Eagan. Down crashed
the telephone. And, almost in midair
| the policeman checked his own ad,
vance; stepping swiftly backward. The
V eapon, it's distance miscalculated
whizzed harmlessly through the air
cutting a path fully six inches in front
of the bluecoats face.
| Before Sam could recover from that
/ smashing blow the policeman dived in
and grappled him. The doctor and the
orderly crowded forward to re-enforce
the officers attack. The nurse 5 screams
were bringing other men on the run from
all parts of the building.
Sam, with the true battling instinct
realized his peril There was but one
chance of escape. And he must take
that chance, without stopping to cal
culate its percentage.
Putting all his strength into one ire
mendous heave of body and arms ht
| wriggled free from the policeman. As
| the latter instantly darted at him again
| Sam wheeled around and sprang ou
through the open window just behind
! him.
The window was one hundred anC
| thirty-two feet above the ground. And
| beneath il was a cement pavement.
Smiling Sam" Eagan had fought hi;