The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1916-08-12

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. She Resolved TO Toss the Bundle into
the Sea.
die OF masculine clothing at once TO
| the nearest deserted pier and toss it
! into the sea.
Half way 10 the pier she passed
ramshackle bouthuuso. whose wealth
er-warpci boards were buigod and
/ splayyd. in several places. until they
| locked like the Stats in front of a hen
house. As June sped past the boat
| house she CHANGED to notice large
smooth stone just the thing 10 weight
| the bundle she carried She picked il
NJ. opened the bundle at on" end.
| dropped in the stone and fastened the
/ PACKAGES string once more. At the
same moment. from the shack just be
hind hor she heard a man 5 voice say
/ ing impaticutly.
Tn 10 blooming diplomat. count
Come down to cases. What viii you
p.y?"
June dropped the bundle she held
She stood transhvcd. there, on tn"
rocky beach. IN front of the shack.
| Understanding came to her with a
rush. So the story was true,
June the Red Circle blazing and
pulsiug on her white hand-had crept
nearer and nearer to the shack. She
pecpcL in, cautiously through one Of
the wide cracks in the boards.
\ crate had been turned upside
down T. serve as table. and ii stood
close IL the aperture in the boards.
At tho opposite ends of this impro-
vised table. on a couple of boat tres
! ties, sat two men.
On the crate-table. just in front OF
Drew. rested an oblong metal dispatch
! box. perhaps ten inches long four
inches wide and two inches high.
June drew back from the shack and
| glanced guiltily around. No one was
in sight Near hy lay a fragment of
wrnckags. a thick board about five feet
| long.
She carried It to the shaCk's only
/ door. braCcI one end Of the board
| against a bowldcr in front of the door
/ and then put the other end just be
meath the jutting cross panel half wal
up the door.
| Yes. sir" Todd Drew was yoCifer.
ating. It's worth an easy two milliOi
! dollars t. your government-Or To any
other warning Country-to get these
| plans. They're"
He broke off with yell. For as he
! looked down at the metal box that had
| lain in front of him on the table it was
no longer there. He was just in time
! to see a woman's small hand drawing
the dispatch box cautiously out
through a crack in the wall boards.
Drew made a clutch at the vanishing
hand and seized il by the wrist.
I've got her. count" he cried
Say, she struggles like a wildcat. Run
outside and grab her"
The count leaped for the door. At
the same instant Junes other hand ap-
pcared through the adjoining crack.
It's fingers grasped long pin she had
hastily snatched from her sailor hat.
! iitD lOuu ufldllllllS hoL sue uIONS
the pin. right mercilessly.
With a howl OF pain Drew relaxed
his grip on her wrist Her hands van
ished-the dispatch box and the hat
pin along with them-just as the count
beloved:
Il cannot get this miserable door
open, II is iammed,"
June waited to hear no more She
tore open the end Of the bundle thrust
tho metal box into it, closed il again
and, snatChing it up. raced madly for
the pier. Nor did she pause until she
had hurled the bulky parcel far out
into the sea.
Meantime. in the shack, pande
monium had broken loose Both men
threw their bodies frantically against
the unyielding door
AS the door at last fell Todd and
the count rushed forth, painting,
disheveled, in pursuit of the thief
1t was a woman" puffcd Drew IS
he broke into q run. Our only clue is
that | saw the sleeve Of a sailor suit
-and-there was a fiery Red Cir
Gle on the back OF her hand"
| (END OF FIFTH INTALLMENTJ