Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-05-12
SEVENTH INsTALLMENT.
THE patrolman raised his cap.

THE patrolman raised MS cap. ~
Il didn't see you at first, Miss
Mary" he said pleasantly. yes,
I understood that someone had COPIED
the monkey; but what's he getting at
drawing things on the back of his hand
and moving his fingers like he was cut
ting paper?"
"As near as 1 can make out" Mary an
swered slowly, "the person who stole
the animal cut the rope with scissors
and had mark of some kind on the
back of her hand"
"A mark" the policeman jumped
eagerly at the word. Say, was it red
mark-a Red Circle?' he asked Puerto
excitedly.
Seeing that at last someone was be-
ginning to understand, Pietro went back
into italian hysteria and threatened an
other fond embrace. The policeman
lodged adroitly and turned again to
Mary.
You've been on the beach sometime
haven't you? Do you remember seeing
anyone go past with monkey"
Certainly" the old woman replied
promptly. IT remember distinctly see
ing a young woman on the beach with
monkey. I never dreamed that she
had stolen it. 1 thought it was her pet.
You know you read so much in the
papers nowadays about women having
monkeys for pets"
Pietro fell on his knees before her as
soon as he realized that she was in pos
session of a clue. The patrolman yanked
him to his feet again and gave him a
singing tap with his club to emphasize
things.
DO you remember which way she
went?" he asked.
Mary apparently thought deeply for a
moment.
Eyes" she said at last, very deIiber-
ately, she went down the beach in that
direction"
Her finger pointed directly opposite to
the way June had gone
Thank you." said the policeman.
Motioning to Pietro. he started on a
run down the sand, the other spectators
following closely. Mary looked after the
little group tearing down the beach, and
leaned against the pile, weak and faint
from the terrible strain. At her feet
was the old battered hand organ-for-
gotten.
Suddenly she remembered that there
was a great deal of danger still to be
surmounted. She must find June irnme-
diately and warn her. The wildness of
this particular prank worried her cruel
ly. How far was this stain in the girls
blood likely to go? She stumbled
through the sand, keeping a sharp look
out.
Reaching the sidewalk she hurried on.
watching for a glimpse of a pale Link
trock and a white hat Her heart
thumped In her breast and her throat
felt parched and feverish.
She fancied that every woman in
light clothes was June, until she came
alongside. A desert mirage could not
have been more elusive than her quar-
~. People turned to watch her with
curious interest.
At last a spot of pink against a
background of green came to her eyes.
She knew the free, easy stride and the
line OF the straight shoulders. 1t was
June coming out of the park. Mary
hurried up to her.
You broke your word to me-" she
charged indignantly, not waiting for ex-
plantations. There is no excuse for
what you have done. You have robbed
a poor man Of his means of making a
livelihood
81 haven't" June came back defiant
ly. "In the first place, 1 didn't promise
you anything, Mary. In the second,
there is an excuse for what I've done.
I've saved a helpless animal from a
cruel master. AS for deprivlng that
italian of his means of making living
that's a fine way for a great big,
husky man to make a living, isn't it?
BY grinding out wheezy tunes on a lit
tie hand organ and kicking and beating
little monkey"
THAT doesn't make any difference"
argued Mary, stubbornly "It was none
Of your business. You had no right to
interfere. And no matter what excuses
you make-you can't take away the fact
that it was robbery"
well. If il was robbery, I'm glad
Of it." June said, sullenly.
Let me see your right hand" COM