The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1916-09-02

| whether or not the coast was clear.
At first sound of the scuilic sam
had darted back from the halt-closed
gate and across the yard through the
rear doorway Of the tumbledowr
house that adioined his own
| Always prepared for emergencies he
had snatched up his hat and coat as
he had left the shop, on the approach
OF Lamar and the officers.
Now, in the hallway OF the house he
shed his apron. threw il down a coal
hole, put on the coat and hat, and very
sedately walked out of the front door
just beyond the entrance to his own
shop and thence down the street tC
the railroad yards
| Presently his route took him past a
line of freight cars. When he came 10
an empty" he clambered inside and
shut the big reddish door behind him.
Late that night his car was coupled
with thirty others and pulled out OF
the yard Early next day the freight
train rumbled slowly past a suburban
station and on into the sand-swept
| waste beyond
| Sam. through crack in his side
| door pullman" had kept rigid tabs
on the trains general direction. And
now he knew just where he was He
had caught a glimpse of the station )
sign:
"Surfton by-theSea"
A brilliant idea struck him An idea
that brought him to his feet with a
bound and, tugging open the sliding
door of the car, he leaped out
"Thisll be worth a dozen reg lar
hide-out places to me-" he Chuckled.
Just let me find June Travis and
spring the right sort of hard luck
whine, and she'll help me out. all
right. all right"
Meanwhile, at Surfton. June Travis
had just done what Mary character.
lied as "a foolish, dangerous thing, if
ever there was one"
The girl had sent the following tele-
gram to Lamar-first showing il mis-.
Chievously to the scandalized and pro-
testing Mary:
Mr.. Max Lamar, SIP Blank Building:
AS your assistant in RED Circle"
cases, report monkey stolen from
italian organ grinder by girl with Red
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
pausing in their morning walk, at the
local telegraph office, scrubbed the
dispatch and laughingly showed it to
her.
For reply June handed the telegram
to the desk clerk.
Left alone on the veranda, later
June beguiled the time for half hour
or so in jotting down notes on bits of
scratch-pad paper-notes for Lamar's
guidance in his hunt for the pseudo
red-haired girl with blue eyes.
Then, growing restless, she set out
for a walk along the sand at the base
OF the cliffs, beyond the village.
June. full of the glory of the sky,
strobe along the beach with the tread
of young goddess.
Midway in her walk she stopped
to watch a queer tableau on the shore.
a few yards away from her. A young
man and girl were standing facing
each other. angry of eye, sharp of
voice, quarreling violently. The man
was clad in blue serge. and a camera
was slung from his shoulder. The
woman was in white. She carried a
white parasol with which she was max
ing impatient gestures. Her sailor hat
was adorned by an enormous bird OF
paradise plume
At second glance June recognized
the couple. They were a Mr.. and
Mrs. Lake. newlyweds. The bride was
an old school friend OF June's.
June went forward. The bride rec
ognized her and greeted her eagerly.
oh, June Travis" exclaimed the
bride. I'm so glad to see you, Har-
ry is being perfectly abominable. What
do you think he has the nerve to want |
me to do? He actually wants me to
throw away this gorgeous bunch of
paradise feathers in my hat"
Can you blame me, Miss Travis?"
put in the groom. Il belong to the
Bird Protection society, and I'm not |
going to allow my wife to bring criti.
cism on me-"
Mercy" exclaimed June in mock
terror. The man who put his hand
between the upper and neither mill
stones was sage. compared to the
reckless person who interferes in a
quarrel between husband and wife!
This is no place for me-"
Disregarding their protests. she
-aced on, leaving them She did not
pause until she reached the foot OF
he cliffs. fully a furlong away. There
she looked back. She was Just in time
o see Lake dig his hands deem into
lis trousers pockets. shrug his shout
!ers peevishly. and stalk away. He
lid not once look back, but strobe on
'ntI he reached a disused boathouse
arther down the beach. He walked
Iround this and seated himself gloom
ly upon keg at the side most dis
ant from his wife.
She turned 20 observe the bride.
lrs. Lake had seated herself on the
ands, raised her parasol and laid her
at on the beach at her side.
Il WIS the hriin uhn ..,,--..-n - |