The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-03-06
SYNOPSIS

Circle Jim Borden, named from a red birthmark on his hand, has served his third prison term. One in each Bor- den generation, always a criminal, has borne the Red Circle mark. Jim and his son Ted are the only known living of the Bordens. Max Lamar, a detective, is detailed to keep an eye on Jim. June Travis and her mother meet Jim as he is released. Jim and Ted are killed. Next day Lamar sees the~Red Circle on a woman's hand outside a curtained automobile. June, marked with the Red Circle, robs Grant, loan shark. Mary, Junes nurse, discovers her theft and tells her she is Circle Jim's daughter, though Mrs. Travis does not know. Mary tricks Lamar, June, dressed as a boy, recovers Mary's coat from the police. Lamar viGts Smiling Sam, Jims old crime partner. At the sea side June steals war invention plans from Todd Drew and sinks them in the sea with her boys clothes. Sent to Surf ton by Smiling Sam. Alma La Salle paints the RIi Circle on her hand and robs the guests at a ball. Mary sees her wash off the mark and points her out to Lamar, who follows her back to town, captures her with the jewels and goes after Smiling Sam.''
 June turned to see MT. and Mrs. Lake hurrying toward them. Scarce waiting to acknowledge June's introduction of Lamar, thznewlyweds burst into an in- coherent joint recital of the lost hat mystery.
 Lamar listened with scant interest annoyed at this breaking up of his tete-a-tete with June-until the bride added:
 And the sign said, That there may be peace, the Red Circle lady has de- stroyed the offending hat! Think of that! It.
 'sWhat?" ejaeulated Lamar, sharply "'Red Circle lady?' You're sure?"
 'Postiver' declared the groom. we both saw it. She had written"
 "Comep' ordered Lamar. "Show me the place. Give me your camera. We'll photograph what she wrote. Then we'll have a specimen of her handwriting anyhow"
 He hastened off. guided by the Lakes June stood transfxed with sudden panic. A light touch on her arm made her start violently. Mary stood at her side.
 ANN~ va girl, Listen! I'm in fearful trouble!''
 In a half dozen sentences she told her story, ending with the scared whisper:
 He's going to photograph it, And and he has specimens of my handwrit- ing-those silly notes on the case-in his pocket. Oh, what are we to do?'
 ITO do?" echoed the valorous Tod woman, breaking into run. Were to 6rc nd that writing in the sand. That's what we're to do Run! There'n be time enough to sco.d you, afterward."
 Along the shore they raced. But the distance between them and the other three was too great. Breathing fast and quite exhausted by their long run, they came alongside tne Lakes and Lamar just as Max reached the up standing parasol in the sands.
 June almost sobbed aloud in sudden relief. The parasol ferrule was stand ing an inch deep in water. The tide had crept in. Natures plying hand hao sponged out the tell-tale handwriting in the sands
 "It-it was here!" Lake was ex- blaming. tearfully. Just right here MT. Lamar And-and now the tides washed it all away. How horrid"
 Lamar had not come empty-handet to Surfton. That evening he called or June. As they sat in window nool in the library of the cottage, he said
 sI have a surprise for you. Mist Travis. I meant to tell you about il this morning. But all that excitement about the monkey and the mysterious writing on the sand, drove it out of my mind.'
 He held up pearl pendant that dan gled from a slender gold chain. Al sight of it, June cried out in joy:
 "Oh, my pearls!" she exclaimed, rap