The Washington times., 1916-01-07

mems apparel and a wig. - A.
In this strange attire she goes 10 po-
lice headquarters and by clever ruse
secures the discriminating coat.
Continued from Yesterday
June could have wept, through sheer
despair.
Size had crazy impulse to. attack
to beat him into senselessness sne
even drew off her gloves. so as to
WELD the stick more powerfully.
But almost. at once. she saw saw the
was fully six feet tall. He looked
strong and wiry. At her first blow,
he would undoubtedly wrench the cane
away from her and club her with his
a civilian attempting to thrash po-
liceman would be certain 70 draw
crowds-and probably other policemen.
She was helpless. despairing. And
with the blind instinct of the despair
ing, she unconsciously turned her steps
homeward.
From the business district. she and
her companion now came out into one
of the residence sections. There were
fewer people abroad here. but the
moonlit spaces were larger and there
were no alleys or dark doorways into
which she could hope to dive.
Where does this sMtter s! ter Of yours
with solid gold SHEARS. il he lives up
in this region There amt a house
around here that dent. rent for an
easy ss.oO year md those that air't
rented belong to millionaires. Where
are you steering me-
June paused, unccrtainly. This farce
was beginning to grow suspicious.
There could no longer he any dnubt OF
that. The girl looked about her in
desperation.
va4a asastef sa sS s"sk ?ees4 1t the The ls2s sqs It
continued at it's pre- sent level. AT tho
light ran flight Of forty marble steps.
leading downward to terrac?d ave
the city's hillside.
And then. as ever of late in her mo-
mehts of dhest need. an inspiration
came TO the girl. It was All inspira-
by any possible chance have occurred
10 her. Indeed. even now. she found
herself dazedly marvelinG: at it-revolt-
ing at the idea it presented: yet oddly
powerless to resist it..
Once more she tojk up her former
brisk stride; the srumtling Meeks
the fork OF the boulevard she halted
again.
We'll" grow!cd Meeks, which way.
She pointed down the long hight of
marble steps, snowy in the vivid
moonlight. Tho man hcsitatcd. Sho
glanced at him and saw the reason
His ey"s were fixed in STUPID wonder
pointing. On the surface Of the hand
cleaned the Red Crc-.; mercllessly
distinct in TIE clear light.
June caught the l"liceman roughly
nc the arm with Ter other Rand roint :
ed again toward the terrace beneath
them, and sterted down the stcDs at n
Fearful OF losing sigIt CT the pre-
cious coat, the policeman also 'rcke
int a lunlbcrinE I'm. nrotestinF
hurry? Want me to break my rcck?"
feet firmly or one broad step and came
TO an abrupt stands:ill. MeeNs could
not check his Gwn speed as suddenl.'.
So he lunGed ahead 81 step or two.
As, ne numbered mast he. thr. girl
CeftIy swung her stick: holding It by
tho ferule end. The crook handle
causht Policeman MecEs neatly around
At the same instant June braced her
self and jerked backward with the
stick.
1t was a trick she had seen hockey ,
rlavers use. when the referee was not
looking. Always II had worked to a
charm; but never before 8 complete
~ as now.
Policeman Meeks' six feet of height
and Policeman Meeks' 40 pounds of
weight driven on by his impetus, shot
fCrWard into space; his balance ire
tTleVably lost.
Policeman Meeks' body smote the
stairway about six steps farther down,
bounded in air. missed a steD or two,
then struck the stairway again and pro-
ceeded to roll rapidly down the remain
ing twentNfour steps, stopping only
when, at the bottom. II rolled into a
stone bench with q force that drove
nearly every cubic inch of breath out
OF Policeman Meeks inflated lungs.
For a hare half-second the patrol
man Law there half-stunned and breath
less. Then he scrambled groaningl, to
his feet. sore all over. Before he was
fairly off the ground he drew his re-
A glance above showed the white
stairway was empty. Iimping swear
ing. moaning. he hobbed upwa rd to the
boulevard above. pistol in hand.
Ht at the summit the street in both
directions lay vacant and silent under
tho food of moonlight
Gone" croaked Policeman Meeks
stilI catching his breath with difficulty
Gone An now wottinhell will the
chief say to me! Lord. but sure
must "a been born on a Friday"
Yama. the travis lap butler. as 4
sentimental soul. Moonlight affected
him as 1t Is supposed to attest tom
cate. But, instead Of Nearning to sit
on back fence and howl he had 4
less feline and more picturesque fash
ion OF greeting fair IIuna's rays.
1t was Yama's custom. on moonlit
nights TO take his Japanese flute from
his tin trunk in the storeroom and to
fare forth into the farthest reaches oi
the Travis garden: there to lean pen
sive'y against a tree in the midst OF a
clump Of shrubs. and his eyes on the
moon. 70 rlov continental and hideous
Jaranese melodies 10 u.
The sound was horrible. huf II
snotheh the heart ~ tho cNiled Nsra
and always brought Un before his men
- vision . ElitgEs OF fragrant cherry