The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1916-07-22

/ .,.l'T, ire N.I woman s gaze len tA
/ 'h.s" staring headlines
+ YELLED WOMAN IN SLACK
ROBS LOAN BEOHER GRANT
Notes CT Clients. Owing None. Are
/ Mssing-Tnief "Borrows" Vic
TINS Auto and Escapes.
Nary let the newspaper ta., 20 the
"oor from h"r inert hand Again she
Examined the charrcd note. And ROW
sh" knew what it Wa.
|
/ Mr. George Grant had come LAT" to
his Ole" that morning He Was In tn"
/ sort of humor that makes q POISONOUS
I snake bite itself and die.
There was hut one CLEAN Of comfort
= Grants sour heart this bright morn
Ing. And that was his belief that the
/ men whose names were signed To the
missing documents would not know OF
/ the theft
The task OF blutfng thcs" poor dclin-
qucnts promised 10 he at~ur4Iy easy.
And presently, as b" sat morhIdIy
gloating over such scenes Grants first
opportunity came \ name was brought
in to him. Joseph Brown had called.
/ begging Ior a word alone with him
Grant smiled happily.
Tell him to come in" said Grant.
gl"otUliy. as the caller was announced
Brown came into the inner Office. clad
IN his working clothes. Generally on
such visits, h. paused at the threshold
and meckly waited his masters leave
/ 10 advance toward the desk.
But today he walked confidently up
to Grant, his tanned face one broad
grin Without troubling 10 say Good
morning" ne handed Grant Il folded
/ letter. Then.
That's all he remarked, Rye bye.
YOU Shiny old moneySp!dcr I'm out OF
your dirty nct-for keeps"
He turned and staggered out of the
room before the astOundod Grant could
50 much as swear at him The letter
was typewriter and very brief. 1t
| ran.
Mr.. Joseph Brown: The notes
which you gave George Grant for a
loan at outrageous interest rates have
been destroyed. Therefore. your debt
is cancelled.
One Who Pities the Poor.
Grant was still raging. wordlessly,
John Peterson: an elderly, stOop shout
| derod man. who entered on the heels
/ OF his announcer.
! Mr. Grant" said the old man, offer
! ing the loan broker a letter, This
came by the morning mail. thought
/ it was only fair to show it 20 YOU"
Grant. his eyes blurred with fury.
was barely able to note that this let
ter was a typewriter duplicate OF
| Browns.
"It's-it's a lie," he stormed "A
/ trick, have your notes safe in my
desk here"
Il will take that chance. Mr.. Grant
replied the old man. turning to go.
The loan broker lurChed dizzily to
| his feet Just then Saals intruded
! again.
MIR. Grant" said the clerk. there's
seven or eight more people in the out
er office: all OF them with type
written letters from"
! Kick them OUT" howled Grant.
! In five minutes. he was bustling into
| a downtown Office whose outer door
glass bore the legend:
Max Lamar, crime specialist"
Mr. Lamar" began Grant as soon
| l.
yelled woman has cinched her theft
| bv this-and this" slamming the
| Brown and Peterson letters on the
! desk in front of Max. and by a lot
mere of the same kind. Get her for
me Get her. To blazes with the ex-
| pense. Get her."
! June Travis emerged from her bed
room. heavy-eyed from sleeplessness.
! and. in pretty negligee. entered her
! sitting room. Mary was standing
| there. awaiting her. June, as she had
done since babyhOod. went over to
kiss the old woman good morning.
/ Then. and only then. did she notice
that Mary made no move to meet her
as she came forward; that she did not
sneak and that her face was blank
with grief
Why. Mary" cried the girl. what
is it? What's the matter? Is moth
cr-?'
Mary cut short the queries by
thrusting forward the charred prcmis-
sorry note.
This is the matter" she said grim
". "Dcarie, you must tell me what it
means"
June stifled little cry OF fear: then
irnpulsively snatChed the burnt paper
from the nurses hand and made as
though to hide il.
Tell me. dcarie." murmured the old
woman. Tell me all about it. You
are unhappy and you've gotten into
mischief Tell Mary, little girl"
Il think I've gone mad" said June
Il cant understand il any other way
cant account. any other way. fol
the fearful power that has taken hold
OF me. from time to time. this pas
day or two.
1t began Just the other day" She
whispered All in q fash. You re
member, / told you about my going L
the prison with mother, the day Cir
Gle Jim Eorden was released-anC
, ,b, uov no rppulspd me when 4 sDOk,