Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-10-17
CONTINUED From Last Issue.D
CHAPTER VIII CONTINUED


OF Gloria's illness.
Richards put out all the lights save
mercifully seized with another fainting
there. 1 tell you they've killed him. oh,
my God. why don't you go to him in
There, there, look! Look down by the
stead Of holding me here7"
With one supreme effort she wrenched
herself free from the two, only to be
steps OF the monument Dick is lying
the one shaded lamp by the bedside,
and then she must have dozed, for the
next thing she knew was that her ears
were throbbing and her nerves Jangling
with the wild clamor Of Gloria's
screams
For an instant the nurse was too
Mortified TO move. then as her wits re-
turned TO her the fact that the voice
was Gloria's penetrated to her conscious
ness. Gloria, indeed, was tugging at her
and crying to her incoherently. Then
she tainted as her father rushed In In
his dressing gown. He and Miss Rich
ards lifted the girls body 20 the bed
Then Richards reached for the telephone
to call DR.. Royce, blaming herself bitter
ly the while for having slept at her post.
DR.. Royce was not at home. His secre-
tary promised to send him the moment
he returned. The nurse did what she
could.
Turning TO the bed she was clutched
by the cropping hands of Gloria. She
heard her cry:
Save him, save him. father; they've
murdered him! Let me go to him! Oh,
Dick. Dick!'
Richards held the frantic girl tight
in her arms and tried to soothe her
as she struggled to rise from the bed
again. But the eyes that looked into
hers was almost those of a maniac, and
the nurse signed 10 the distracted faith
er TO help her. Gloria was shielding
now as she found renewed strength:
spell Swoonipg forward, her face would
have been dashed against the footboard
Of her bed had not Richards recaptured
her in her arms. At last DR.. Royce APP
peared in the doorway. His foot struck
the binoculars. which still lay on the
floor where they had fallen from Glorta's
hand. He started back from them, look
ed towards the PROSTATE Gloria, and,
STOPPING swiftly, thrust the glasses in
his pocket with what sounded to Rich
ards much like an oath. Then he came
forward to Gloria, taking her from her
fathers arms.
Gloria opened her eyes again and
stared into the doctors own with an
other cutlery:
You will believe me and go to him.
won't your
Reason seemed to return to her now,
and her eyes were overlooking with
tears. Her father had to turn his own
away, for Gloria's made him think of
a child torn from it's mother and beaten
and pleading. When DR.. Royce spoke
his voice was hoarse with emotion:
Gloria, you know that I would give
my life to spare you any pain or to do
YOU any service, but remember that you
hat
element might be fatal to you. You
have a high fever and are not yourself.
You are a very sick child. Tell me
what is troubling you and what fright
ened you and L viii do anything lean
TO help YOU"
Gloria seemed to~be holding herself
under extreme control as IL to convince
them Of her sanity.
''Oh, Stephen, you must believe.
tell you 1 saw IL all-from the window
here. But there is no time to lose. You
must go to him. Dick Freneau is dead!
Murdered! His body is down there at
the base Of the monument.
Miss Richards was sleeping I could,
not. 1 looked through my glasses on
the drive. I turned them towards the
monument 1 saw a man in evening
dress lettering about 1 couldn't see
his face. He seemed 20 be waiting for
man stepped behind the monument till
the officer had gone. Then he came
out again. He took a revolver from his
pocket. Then he walked away as as
tramp came along.
II saw the tramp slouching crea-
-ture with a hideous face-a face 7 shall
never forget. saw 1t plainly under the
light of the lamps as he dropped on a
bench. But I thought nothing of him
Il = 1T
ct saw a man stop to light a cigar.
II was Dick I was surprised. 1 thought
he would have been on the train. He
seemed TO look up at my windows. Then
he walked on. / turned my glasses
back to the tramp. I saw a terriffic look
come over his face under the lamp POST
as he saw Dick approaching. I want
ed to scream a warning, but he was too
far away. I saw the tramp skulk be-
hind a tree.
"As Dick passed him the tramp leaped
on him from behind. There was a
struggle in the shadows. 1 tried to
scream-not a sound came from my
throat / could only hold the glasses to
my eyes and watch. The tramp was like
a mad gorilla Dick hadn't a chance
with him. The fiend either choked him
TO death or stabbed him, don't know
which. But I know that 1 saw these
things. i know It's true ana L saw
his body thrown down lifeless.
THE man in evening dress came back
again. I thought he was going to save
Dick. The tramp ran away at sight Of
him. The man knelt down by Dicks
body. I couldn't see very we'll, but
he seemed TO be listening to his heart. I
thought surely he would help Dick. Then
1 could hardly believe my eyes. for he
began 20 search Dicks coat. He pulled
out from the pocket long envelope with
seals on the back
cit was the very envelope that
saw in Dicks pocket tonight as he said
goodby TO me. I recognized II perfectly,
for 1 laughingly asked him what In
pOrtant business IL contained and Ia
grabbed IT from my hand so quickly
that IL startled me- know II was the
same-thfs man held up the envelope
to the light to make sure Of II, then
put IL in his pocket Then / found nv
voice and screamed and screamed. And
then don't know what happened.
but, oh. Stephen. go over there now
at once. Bring him back here dead or
alive and tell me the truth! I promise
to be brave. but tell me the truth-tell
me the truth
Her sobs cholced her now so that she
fell back exhausted on the pillows.
DR.. Royce did not go TO her. He wa
at the window, staring through the bin
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