Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-06-20
Continued from Last Issue)


At Detective Iamsr'S office. she meets
Attorney Gordon. a fugitive. who has
20 throw himself on Lamar's mercy.
After much perSuas iun. Gordon tells June
81 his persecution and the trumpet Mp
charges OF cmbczzlemrnt against him. As
coGnsel for the FarWell corporation. he re-
f..ss1I e. '.IecaIIy,' swindIe their employees
ont of cooperative profits and threatening
to evroS" them. they ruined him.
Ismsr's secretary tries 10 gain admit
tance 10 his employers office ami finding
that II is locked. Smashes corner Of the
opsque plate glass. June not wishing him
to see Gordon. seizes pair Of handouts
from Lamar's desk and fastens the
tsry's hand 10 the inside door knob.
June refuses to LEI Gordon give himself
through smother door. From taxicab
they sea Lamar and Fsrweil and JiSne
wishing 70 get further information II pos
sihlc. leaves Gordon in the taSicab to
await her return Joining Lamar and the
criminal Tarwell. she goes with them to
Farvelrs office.
At the upportunr time June sends Lamar
and FarNel 10 a wild goose chase after
an imaginary thief and during their alb
sence. steals the discriminating document,
which would have proven Gordon's undoing
Emptying Tarveil's open safe of a bundle
Of hanknotes. she awaits their return and
then departs.
LITHILE Max Lamar was musins in
Wv miserable uncertainty over the
problem of June's guilt or in
nocence, June herself was confronted
by a problem quite as disheartening and
far more perilous.
Mary had told her of Smiling Sam
Eagan's presence in the Travis house,
and June realized all it might mean to
her The man. hidden in the attic store
room, held her fate. her liberty, in
the hollow of his grimy hand.
He had seen the Red Circle on her
hand. He was crafty enough to know
how fearful a hold over the girl this
secret gave him.
June could bear the suspense no
longer. Impulsively she got to her feet
and crossed the room toward the hall
door.
Where are you going, dearie?" asked
Mary in sudden anxiety.
"I'm going TO see him. replied June.
81 must"
NO, No. walled the nurse.
There is danger-horrible danger. But
I'm not going to skulk before ii. I'm
going to see him and find out the very
worst"
June had taken off her hat, and as
she spoke she was stripping the gloves
from her hands. The left glove came
off first Then. as the right glove was
half removed, its wearer noted the
pulsing Red Circle on her hand. In
stinctively she drew the glove over It.
Meantime Mary had flung herself be-
tween June and the door, exclaimlns
in horror:
"Oh. my dear. my dear! You musth |!
He-he might kill you!
Kill me?" echoed June, bitterly
almost wish he would, It would be the
easiest solution of the whole wretched
puzzle. But he won't Any more than
a wise man would light fire with MIL
lion-dollar bills. Dead, I'd be OF no use
to him. Alive. I'm a fortune to him.
And he knows it,
But. my precious
The Red Circle is throbbing on my
hand. this minute interrupted june
grimly. See it. And yet 1 have no
craving for mischief or crime. 1t must
be a new manifestation of Jim Borden's
wolf nature-the trait that made him
want to face his enemies instead OF
sinking away from them. Let me CO.
She shook of the old woman's ap-
healing grasp and pushed Mary gently
to one side, leaving the way open to the
door.
eff you're going there" declared the
valiant nurse. giving up the unequal
battle. then I'm going, too. I'll keep
him from harming my baby if anyone
can"
June scarce heard her. Already the
girl was hurrying toward the stairs that
led to the attic. Mary scurried along at
her heels.
Together they reached the doorway
leading to the attic stairs. June flung
open the door. and the two climbed
the narrow and dusty stairway. first
carefully closing the door behind them
to prevent sound of hte coming inter-
view from reaching the ears of anyone
below stairs.
June a step ahead, they emerged into
the gloomy attic room, with its dimly
seen piles ofs trunks and packing boxes
and outworn furniture.
Mary paused, staring timorously
around the dismal and cluttered room.
There was no sign there of the man
they sought. June drew a sigh of re-
lief that merged presently into a sharply
nervous intake of breath, as something
moved in the shadows of the attic's far
corner.
From an impromptu couch of patched
quilt and moth-eaten pillows, between
two trunks, a frowsy head cautiously
came into view. Sam. in his comfort
able hiding place. had heard the steps
on the stairs. and he had peeped out
TO see who the intruders might be-
At sight of June and Mary he grinned
pleasantly, got up, stretched himself
and slouched forward to meet them
We'll, well." he rumbled in mock
cordiality. lit seems like this is my re-
ception day. Welcome to Castle Eagan,
ladies. I'd "a spruced up a bit if I'd
known / was goin' to have comp'ny."
Ugh" shuddered Mary, in sharp re-
pulsion as she watched his greasy
smile.
Same to you. old dame. and many
of en-" answered Sam. "and while
we are on the subject of victuals-"
Il didn't say one word about vict-
uals!" snapped Mary.
Mo-" graunted Sam. We'll, I'm
goin' TO. That snack you smuggIed up
here to me awhile ago may be enough
TO I'LL UP a s'ciety girl or a canary, but
il wasn't hardly mOre'n an appetizer for
me. Rustic. the rest of the meal up
here as quick as you can. I'm gettin'
hungry again. And when I'm hungry
] want TO eat. That's what I get hungry
for. And. while you're about ii, just
catch me a pint flask of the Stun That
Killed Father. at the same time That's
the French for booze. Get me-"
'Scuse me, missP he broke of,
turning to June. II was so busy givin'
orders to my dopy old housekeeper here
that / didn't hardly notice you. Sit
down. won't you? I'm sorry the place
is so dusty and cockroachy. It's all
old Mary's fault. If it wasn't that
she's been in our family for more'n
eighty years. I'd sure have TO fire herr
me enough. nor"
You miserable" sputtered Mary,
in fury: but June cut her short
- A.