Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-09-08
Continued from Last Issue.)

n ORA went as if blindfolded
Tthrough the glittering throngs In
~ the corridor of the Metropolitan. 1t
vas a cruel humiliation to her young
heart not even TO be recognized by the
man she had waited for FIVE eternal
years. the man she had loyalty con-
sidered herself engaged to all that time.
But Freneau was not long in finding
out his mistake. Gloria had run away
from her father to run TO Freneau, only
10 run away from him in turn. Old
stafford, looking for Gloria, encountered
reneau. shook him warmly by the ham,
and asked: Have you seen my
daughter
Then ne realized with a shock that
The man Freneau was engaged to his
daughter. and. that the respite of five
years was up. The mortgage on Gloria's
heart was due Stafford glowered at
she handsome young enemy of his hap
piness.
But Freneau had suddenly realized
that Gloria was Gloria. He made haste
70 pursue her. He caught her just as
she paused at the door of the Stafford
box and put up her absurdly small
handkerchief TO catch the absurdly large
tears as they escaped over her pink
petals cheeks.
Freneau deftly turned his slight into
a compliment:
Miss Stafford-Gloria, l was so daz-
zIed when I saw you that / couldn't
speak. You were tremendously pretty
as a-as a kid; but now. with your hair
up ana all this grandeur on, you're
-Oure a goddess. And you're mine,
AREN'T you? You're still mine"
His impetuous charge staggered her,
but she was too deeply hurt to forgive
him at once. She shook her head dole
fully and punished him with sorrow
rather than with S.nger. In spite of all
ne could say, she slipped into the
box. closed tne door almost on his
fingers, and vanished.
He cursed his stupidity and turned
away. He Joined a group of men seat
ed in a box, among them his partner,
Frank Mulry, who was beaming like
a full moon wrapped up in broadcloth
and white linen. Freneau began peer
ing about the house through his opera
glass. He fastened them on Gloria
where she sat brooding bitterly. The
first great meeting with her lover had
failed to live up to the dreams she
had been cherishing for five years.
Her father leaned over and tried to
interest her in the opera.
boris Godunow' is my favorite
opera" he said. and Amato is In
splendid form tonight"
But Gloria hardly heard the sonorous
orchestra or the laundering chorus. The
music was little more to her than a
loud wind blowing about her the ashes
of her dead romance.
BY and by the opera glasses went
rowing idly along the boxes. They
suddenly brought Freneau before her
with a jump. He seemed very near
and the lenses of his opera glasses
were like eyes staring into her own.
She could not help smiling back into
his appealing smile. Indeed. when he
began to signal her to meet him in the
corridor she was tempted to consent.
To the girl Just out of school that
would be a frightful adventure, more
exciting than her wanderings in the
Seminoles.
She shook her head at Freneau and
turned to see what her father thought
of her Righteousness. She saw why
he liked Boris Godunow" so much.
He had never slept better. Now, with
her chaperon gone to dreamland, 1t
looked to Gloria as IL Providence meant
that she should pursue the adventure.
Gloria seemed to be holding herself
under extreme control, as If to con-
vince them of her sanity.
"Oh. Stephen, you must believe. I
tell you / 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. could
not. I looked through my glasses on
the drive. L turned them towards the
monument 1 saw man in evening
dress lettering about l couldn't see
his face. He seemed to be waiting FOR
someone. A policeman went by. The
man stepped behind the monument till
the officer had gone. Then he came
cut again. He took a revolver from his
pocket. Then he walked away as a
tramp came along.
81 saw the tramp slouching crea-
ture with ?. hideous face-a face / shall
never forget. I saw II plainly under the
/ light of the lamps as he dropped on a
bench. But 1 thought nothing of him
and turned my glasses down the drive.
Il saw a man stop to light a cigar.
IL was Dick. I was surprised. 1 thought
!. he would have been on the train. He
+. seemed to look up at my windows. Then
ne walked on. 1 turned my glasses
back to the tramp. 1 saw a terrific look
come over his face under the lamp post
AS he saw Dick approaching. 1 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 leapeS
on him from behind. There, was a
struggle in the shadows. ! tried to
scream-not a sound came from my
throat. I could only hold the glasses to
my eyes and watch. The tramp was like
I a mad gorilla. Dick hadn't a chance
with him. The fend either choked him
To death or stabbed him, I don't know
which. But 1 know that 1 saw these
| things. I know It's true, and 1 saw
/ his body thrown down lifeless.
The man in evening dress came back
again. 7 thought he was going to save