The Washington times., 1916-08-06

for. but OF course Mr.. Barton is a re-
beat for our paper. DO you think
you can tell US anything that will help
us solve this mystery:'
II hope 30, Oh. please help me nno
sobbins again. But in a few moments
she regained her self-controi and told US
Once a week George got of from duty
sSa took her 1 m
where she was one Of the trimmers ana
on that gala day Miss Ryan proudly
went out for her noon meal on the arm
George was a nice looking chap and
Mary always thrilled with Joy when the
other girls saw him come for her. he
was 90 steady and dependable. On that
particular day some people at q NEARBY
him.
At first Mary had merely gloried In
the clean, good looks that always ct
tracted such favorable attention. Then
her woman's jealousy stirred. for the
girl who was watching him had cheap
much more interested in George than In
the hard faced man at her side. ...-.
II asked him X he knew them. Oh.
Miss Fairfax. he said he didn't but that
was the girl saw him with later and he
stared stared at me as II he'd never seen mo
The rest OF her story was quickly told.
At she left her place Of employment
and hurried home. She stopped at ut.
tie neighborhood store to do an errand
and presently she met George and the
flashy looking girl she had Seen In the
restaurant,
$ Her lover had a heavy bandage about
his throat. but he still wore his uniform
and badge. He stared at her blankly
with expressionless eyes that had In
them no trace Of interest.
Think Of II. Miss Fairfax. My George
walked along next to that painted up
thing and cut ME dead. She took him by
the arm and hurried him away-and he
didn't even try to stop her. But what
ever he did IL her fault. I'm sure.
George is honest and ! love him so.
Oh, won't you find him for me Mis-
teri"
Mary Gives the Photograph.
Here's his photograph" cried Mrs.
Ryan, pointing proudly to the picture
OF . good looking. we'll set up young
chap. which occupied . place Of honor
on the mantle.
Jimmy studied the pincture-then
he asked Mary to lend 1t to him, and
she tearfully consented. My hrst I'M
pulse was to protest-and then !
sensed that Jimmy Barton had q plan.
What Il was ! did not quite fathom
more intellisently and we might all
have escaped . very torturing expert
Miss Fairfax. won't you stay here
I've a plan. and ! think wen get re-
suits from II pretty quickly"
"Will you stay?" asked Mary eagerly.
III you don't hear from me by dark.
come to tho office" ordered Jimmy
i ssrt ~. Tssas. %Sssrfully Thanks
Then he hurried out and left me to
puzzle over the best way to help Mary
Ryan endure her long hours OF un-
Poor Mary Ryan suffered fortunes as
she vacillated between hope and despair
while we waited for some word from
Jimmy Barton. reporter and amateur
sleuth.
ooh, II he's only alive. Miss Fairfax
Hours passed and there was no word
from Jimmy. realized that Mary's
longer endure inaction. The only thing
for us to do was to get out in the
fresh air and walk over to the street on
which she had met her lover and the
in her life was 50 punsIins. ''
Coincidence Is very often kind. We
wandered up and down for almost half
an hour, and Just when Mary was be-
ginning to yield to utter despair a
young woman came around the corner
and hurried on ahead OF us, with a bold
and staggering walk and manner which
at once attracted my attention to her.
A second later Mary touched my arm
desperately. / was not at all surprised
the very girl"
We hurled after the girl and watched
her vanish through door at our left.
I'VE must Co. too" cried Mary.
I knew that to follow her on our in
sufficient evidence was sheer brayado.
but who can refuse tortured desperation
when II visions one chance In a thou
sand Of finding relief?
A Doctors Apartment.
The girl we were following had en-
tered an apartment on the first iioor of
the dark and gloomy building. On the
door there was a little brass sign
prickcd out In black letters. 1t read,
"Dr. Schulze." There seemed no par
ticular folly In entering a Doctors Of
fice. Mary walked unhesita tingly over
to the door and turned the knob. It
yielded. We entered q room which car
ried out the promise of the sign on the
door. 1t was distinctly a doctors office
of the type one hnds IN poor neighbor-
hoods. There were charts and diagrams
on the walls, and the table was covered
l.