Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-05-19

eggs will hatch, but if the warmth anC
Precipitation are not there Ia advise yoI
to look around for one better suited fol-
plan that had just occurIe ed to him.
He took A flying leap into a track
side pile OF sand The impact of his
! leap and his Northumberland forty
pounds of muscular weight, drove hin
into the sand up to his knees.
But, unhurt, he shook his legs free
and made off at a smart stride toward
the village itself
"This'll be worth dozen regular hide.
out places to me-" he chuckled. Just lei
me find June Travis and spring the
right sort of hard luck whine, and shell
! help me out, all right, all right
Meanwhile. at Surfton, June Travis
had just done what Mary characterized
as "a foolish, DANGEROUS thing, if ever
there was one"
/ . The girl had sent the following lele-
gram to Lamar--first showing it mis-
GENEROUSLY to the scandalized and pro-
testing Mary:
Mr.. Max Lamar, SIP Blank Building:
As your assistant in Red Circle"
/ cases. 1 report monkey stolen f"om
Italian organ grinder by girl with Req
Circle on hand. Mary saw her; gives
description of red hair and blue eyes.
Better come down and investigate.
JUNE TRAVIS.
You're never going to send that
crazy message?' Mary gasped, as June,
pausng i'm their morning walk, at the
local telegraph office. scrubbed the dis
patch and laughingly showed it to her.
For reply June handed the telegram
to the desk clerk. g -..
Mary clasped her hands convulsively
10, 70 ;,,N1 20,
rent of protest, but June drew out into
the street and hurried her along the
sidewalk homeward. Mary suffered
herself TO be propelled thus, but all the
way she scolded shrilly.
AS they reached the foot of the steps
leading cup to the Travis cottage on the
side of the bluff overlooking the sea,
Mark asked:
why ever did you do such thing
precious?'
She asked it for the fifth time in
her TRADE, but for the first time she
paused for an answer. And aJune re-
piled:
II don't know just why I did it
any more than I seem to know why
do anything at all nowadays. Perhaps
it was the perverse spirit that is always
gOadng me on to mischief. Perhaps l
feel safer to think of his working out A
false clue where ] can watch him and
c.rcumvont him, instead of letting him
follow his own, deductions at long
range: for he's dreadfully clever, Mary!
Perhaps
But dearie"-
Perhaps" said the girl. unheeding
her voice softenins and a light creep
ing into her great dark eyes. perhaps
Tm--Pm a little lonely for him"
June cried the old woman,
aghsst, trying to look into the girls
flushed, averted face. June! My baby
you've surely never gone and let your
self get interested in
Interested? Yes" confessed June,
adding hastily: But not Interested the
way you mean. I'm not in love with
Max Lamar. I've never yet been i'm
love with any man. l don't think
quite know what love is. Not yet And
m in no hurry to. But he is the most
interesting man ] have ever met. There
is something about him-someahing
compelling, magnetic-oh, l can't de-
scribe it!-something that makes me
want to sec more Of him."
"Oh, dearie! My own lamb" exclaim-
ed Mary, in horror. That's the way
folks start to fall in love. And"
NONSENSE
1T is insisted the nurse; land here
from and you go and fall in love with
one man who's tracking you down 70
put you in jail!'
I'm not in love with him. holly de-
MED June; mot one single bit, you old
goose. And. besides, he's not tracking
me .down.' He hasn't the very slightest
suspicion of me. And 1 don't mean that
he shall. Don't worry. He's on the
wrong track, and I'll see he stays
there"
That's what they all say" quavered
Mary. They all say that. Then they
get so sure of themselves they take a
step too far. some day. and then
"And then their darling old fusey
Nurse comes to the rescue" interrupted
June, land saves them. oh, Nary
she added, with a sudden sadness that
went to the older woman's heart. do
YOU suppose l enjoy doing such hor-
rifle things? hate it! Nine-tenths
OF the time it makes me fairly sick to
look back on them. Then, the tenth
time. something gets hold of me and
pushes me on, in spite of myself. Not
only my body but my mind too. When
when the Red Circle begins to burn
on the back of my hand I find myself
yearning to do things that are-awful!
And the more awful they are the more
I want to do them. What will it end
ina'
Her sweet voice rose almost to =
wall. Mary gathered the stricken girl
into her arms and strove to comfort
her. But almost at once the mood of
terror passed. leaving June again her
| gay and carefree self. She kissed
Mary and playfully pushed her aside.
"There, there" she cried gayly
We're not going bogy hunting. you
and I, Mary, and we aren't going to let
! ourselves get scared Mothers call
ing you. Run on. I'm all right again.
Left alone on the veranda, June be-
euiled the time for a half hour or SC
in lotting down notes on bits of scratch
pad paper-notes for Lamars guidance
in his hunt for the Observation-Disclosures
girl with blue eyes. 1t gave her a
:winge of conscience to do this. But
she steeled herself to the old task
Then, growing restless. she set out
for a walk alons the sand at the base
of the cliffs. beyond the village.
The san was hot, but a sweep of brac-
| ing salt wind made the air joy "a
! breathe. The sand shone gold white
against dazzling blue sea. Along the
beach curled a cleaning ribbon of sill
/ very surf. The tide was at the turn
| In its wake along the beach the SUI
| had dried aud crisped the sand. which
soon the increeping wavelets would
! cover
| June. fun OF the glory Of the SIX.