The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-04-02
SYNOPSIS

T his third prison term. One in each Bor- den generation, always a criminal, has borne the Red Circle mark. Jim and his i son Ted. are killed. Next day Lamar sees the Red Circle on woman's hand 1 outside curtained automobile. June, marked with the Red Circle, robs Grant, a loan shark. Mary, Junes nurse, dis covers her theft and tells her she it l Circle Jim's" daughter, though Mrs. 1 Travis does not know Mary tricks La mar. Lamar visits Smiling Sam Jim s l old crime partner. Sent to Surfton by 1 Smiling Sam Alma La Salle robs the guests at a ball. Lamar follows her 1 back to town, captures her with the jewels, and goes after Smiling Sam. On the edge of a cliff pursuer and pur- sued engage in deadly combat. Cor don, fugitive, rescues Lamar and June in turn save Gordon from arrest. Smiling Sam sees the Red Circle on June's hand tells her he knows her secret and follows her to her city home /, She helps Gordon to get away, after re- covering for him the securities receipt | Which incriminates him by tricking' Farwell and Lamar. Lamar suspects June. He captures Smiling Sam. Gordon gives himself up. As he tells June his love, Lamar sees the Red Circle on her hand Eagan betrays June and dies att tempting to escape. June is arrested
 Charles Gordon, in the lounging room of his club, read and reread the flaring headlines that told of June Travis arrest on the Red Circle charge
 The lawyer was muttering to himself l Guilty or not-she saved me from prison. No girl with eyes like hers is a criminal. Tiff it wasn't for this damn able embezzement charge against me, I'd defend her. If only I could get Far
 well to admit I'm innocent I could prac- tice again. And believe I could clear her But Farwell would never-''
 He glanced up quickly. A man had hur- ried into the room and was speaking excitedly to a little knot of idlers who sat near the door.
 l We'll" Gordon heard the newcomer saying, T think Silas Farwell has about paid his debt to those employees of his that he's been swindling'
 Whats up?" asked Gordon, joining the group.
 1 T heard this morning that a crowd of them tried to storm his office again. l to make him settle. He had a lot of roughneck guards who scattered them
 But just now, as he was coming here from his factory. for lunch, a lot of the strikers mobbed his auto"
 "Did they get him? Orr" T don't know. I saw part of the row, from the club steps. It was no affair of mine, to interfere. Let him pay for his | crookedness, for all I care. He" l The speaker was interrupted by the en- 1 trance of Farwell himseIf-hatless, dis heveled, panting.
 ] TT got clear from them!' hoarsely l panted the fugitive, as he dashed into l the room and slammed the door behind l him. MS 1 He was shaking with fear. | Then Gordon, recognizing the value of the psychological moment leaped forward and seized Farwel by the torn coat l lapels.
 ''Silas Farwell." thundered Gordon, his l face close to the frightened mans. Con | fess that the embezzlement charge you made against me was false. Confess it was conspiracy-that you liedr 8 1 The onlookers remained outwardly neu- tral; only pressing closer about the two 1 as if not wishing to miss a single detail of the scene,
 Contest" ordered Gordon again ! F'arwel, gaspng, painting, in utter con- fusion of mind and body, blinked stupid ly into the sternly compelling eyes of his foe.
 Contest shouted Gordon. 1 Here! Whats all this?' demanded | someone in the same breath. l Chief Allen had come in, after head l ing squad of policemen who had routed l the mob.
 1 Farwells back was to the door. He had not heard Allen enyer, and the chiefs s words had been drowned in Gordons s threatening shout of Contest" | But one of the bystanders laid de- | taining hand on the advancing chiefs arm, and stopped his progress toward the center of the group Allen paused moment, irresolute. And in that mo- ment he heard Gordon repeat:
 Confess your charge against me was lier'
 Under the blaze of Gordons hypnotic
 look, Farwelrs nerves went wholly to pieces. s.s-sal
 sT-I-, he sputtered.
 l "Tell the truth" demanded Gordon, ''or I'll drag you by main force out of this club and throw you to the mob of men outside there The men you've robbed | and who will kill you if they
 'T-I confess!" croaked Farwell, in
 You confess-what?" insisted Gordon,
 again shaking his foe back and forth as a puppy might shake a rag.
 '-I-confess I framed you" babbled the terrified Farwell 'I-I-the charge
 I made against you was--was false. I-oh,
 for Gods sake. Gordon'' he howled in abject terror "dont let those devils out there get hold of me. They'll'' "One thing more! broke in Gordon, curtly: his face falight at his victory and at the complete mastery which, for
 the moment, he was exerting over the panic-stricken man. "One thing more. | Will you retract your robbery charge agaist Miss Travis. and vindicate her? \ Will you-?'
 Hold on there!" broke in Chief AL lens peremptory voice. You're going
 step too far, MT. Gordon. I didn't butt in, while you made him clear your own
 name And I'm mighty glad you were
 able to. But I can't have you interfer- ing with the Red Circle case. That's a matter for the police. Let it alone! And
 let MT. Farwell go.''
 At sound of the chiefs voice, Far 1 Miller's Antiseptic Oil, Known As