Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1916-11-24
AUTHOR OF THE FIGHTER" CALEB CON-
OVER" SYRIA FROM THE SADDLE ETC.
NOVELIZED FROM PATHE PHOTO PLAY OF
THE SAME NAME BY WILL N. RITCHEY.
eoPrRIeHr. IstA ~ ALSsRT PATpon SnH'

pretty fourth, who was sitting on q
rock.
Suddenly n of the fellows who
broke through the little group, abrupt
ly seized the right hand Of the pretty
girl, looked closely at the back of 1t
and dropped 1t just as abruptly. The
girl. her eyes blazing with anger,
reached for the closed parasol that
was lying at her side and raised 1t in
midair, to strike.
The two men backed away, uttering
abject apologies and loud protests be-
fore the sudden onslaught Of indig-
nant femininity; then they broke into
a run and made for the esplanade.
Slipping his marine glass into his
coat pocket, the onlooker, amused,
started In pursuit.
He saw the same impudent fellow
approach a girl, dressed In q sailor
suit, seize her right hand, scan its
surface hastily, then drop 1t and at.
tempt q getaway.
But the girl vas too quick for him.
Getting hold OF the mans injured
hand she hung on. calling for help
at the top of her lungs. A policeman,
a block distant, came running. just as
the curious onlooker reached the
spot.
You're under arrest" Numbered
the patrolman. What d. you mean,
anyway, by walking around the streets
annoying ladies, eh?"
II wasn't annoying ladies'" argued
the sQuirming prisoner. ITS a mis-
take. l never did such a thing in my
life!"
The younger man twisted his arm
free and reached into an inner peck
ct. Drawing out a c%ardcase, he
snatched a bit of pasteboard from II
and showed it under the shifting nose
Of this minion Of the law.
That's who I am he howled Zero
ciously. Todd Drew, son of the great
inventor. Just now, when Count Freel
and l were talking business, In a lit
tie shack on the beach, someone bar.
ricaded the door. reached in through
a hole in the wall and stole the plans
| Of the greatest war invention the
world has ever known. They're worth
a fortune. The hand that reached in
and grabbed those papers was marked
with a Red Circle-and the person
whoever 1t was) had on a girls sailor
| suit"
Il corroborate all he says" added
the count, hastily. 81 wish to say
well, your story sounds grand!"
| decided the policeman. "but l think
you're both liars. So, come along
with me-"
An hour later, Harry Gage, Lamar's
confidential clerk, came into his EN-.
ployer's private Office and handed the
| crime specialist a telegram that read:
Sutton, Aug. 2.-Mr. Max Lamar, SIP
Black edIs.:
Fathers war instrument plans
stolen. Circular bIrthmark on back
Of hand only clue. am held by police
here on charge Of annoying sIris.
Come at once. Todd Drew.
Lamar's brows contracted suddenly
as he read, Circular birthmark!" The
Red Circle, of c~ourse-and at Surfton!
I'm off to the beach-Surfton. Any
thing important comes up, phone or
wire. Red Circle!"
Arriving at Surfton Lamar jumped
from the step of the a and ran to-
ward a little group Of three men, one
in a policeman's uniform. He grasped
the hand of the youngest of the three
and shook 1t heartily.
ITS the most terrible mix-up all
around" this man said to Lamar.
Imagine them holding me for annoy
ing women! Say, for pure imbecility.
recommend me to the police Of a one
horse burg like this!"
see here, you!" interrupted the
emissary Of the law, "thatn do!
I'm"
That's all right, oficer," Lamar
broke in soothingly, my friend is
naturally excited over his arrest. I'll
be responsible for both"
$50 you thought you saw q Red Cir
Gle on this persons hand, chi" he con-
tinued suavely as they moved on the
station platform.
Just within hearing distance, a
woman with a suitcase started sud
denly.
Thought nothing" retorted Drew
emphatically, II saw It. It was as
distinct as-er-as anything"
Drew uttered q sudden grunt and
pointed ahead of him. The two 9th
er men stopped short and looked.
"A sailor suit" whispered Drew ex-
citedly. Another one! Shall we"
Lamar's face lighted up. He put q
OBTAINING hand on the agitated fel-
lows arm.
I'm afraid you will have to leave
this sailor suit alone, Drew" he said.
THE young lady Is a very dear friend
Of mine-Miss June Travis. want
you to meet her. She's charming"
Within ten feet Of them, June, look
ing out over the water, had been un.
aware of their approach. Staring into
Lamar's face, now, she lost her CON-
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