Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1916-11-10
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NOVELIZED FROM PATHE PHOTO PLAY OF
THE SAME NAME BY WILL NJ. RITCFEY.
avery town in the state:
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every town in the state:
Wsrted for Burglary and fop
"Fence" Work: Samuel Eagan, Alias
Smiling SAM"
Wen have the city scraped for him.
too, of course added the chief, turn
ing back to Lamar, but there's not
much use in that He's too slick to
hang around here. He'll beat it for
the nearest out-ofLtown hiding place
and lie low there till it's safe to travel
farther.
And in Smiling Sans" case, the
chief had diagnosed the procedure
with the skill OF a mind reader.
Sam, Fastening through the yard at
Tom Dunn's heels, had prudontly al
lowed his lookout" to pass through
the gate into the alley in front OF him.
He himself had fingered for moment,
so that Dunn might prove for him
whether or not the coast was clear.
At first sound OF the scufile, Sam
had darted back from the halfclosed
gate and across the yard through the
rear doorway Of the tumbledown
house that adjoined 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 coal
hole, put on the coat and hat, and very
sedately walked out OF the front door,
just beyond the entrance to mis- own
shop and thence down the street to
the railroad yards.
Presently his route took him past
line of freight cars. When he came TO
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 a 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 stations
sign:
"Surfton- by-the-Sea.'
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, II
ever there was one"
The girl had sent the following tele.
gram to Lamar-first showing it mis-
chievously to the scandalized and pro-
testing Mary:
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 cut
for 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,
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
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 o 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?"