The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1917-01-20
FIFTEENTH EPISODE
The Double Resurrection.

| The double RESURRECTION.
As Legar leaned back in the dim
keceIsion of his smoothly running
limousine he permitted his sCarrav-
kged features the rare luxury of a
twisted smile.
j Behind that leering face the active
brain was marshaling certain past
hkyents and generating certain future
,kchemes One fact was indisputable
Gin the past two men had blocked
him at every turn. These enemies
,e1vere now out of the way-tbey were
dead.
nj The limousine purred steadily
Jputhward through the deepening
4shadows OF the almost deserted ave
alrue It turned into a mean side street
Ind drew up beside the curb, well
the range of the sputtering arc
thtsht.
1.-Two skulking figures sidled out of
9 gloomy areaway and approached the
M limousine as Legar got out. These
kFprthies, answering to the appella-
BINS OF Red Eagan and One-Lamp
ouie, were of that primordial type
Mich recognizes only the law of
sd kute force. So 1t was that Red
Eagan, installing Legar's twisted
mile for something approaching good
kumor, attempted an unusual degree
lr}t familiarity.
81 Say, gov'nor. | don't want t raise
eda boiler, but that swell buzz wagon
ID must eat up pile of swag."
4 Legar replied CURLY, with darken-
y Eng face.
Il You'll get your share of the stuff,
u Eagan, no more and no less But
there are times when that kind of
. talk might prove unhealthy, and the
sooner the fact penetrates your thick
skull the better"
The trio cautiously approached a
4 uinous old Washington Square man.
sion, and slipping into this dubious
rabbit warren, crossed the hall, dimly
Iii by one sickly gas Jet. AS they
started up the stairs, a slender. heav-
lily yelled young woman came hastily
out Of one of the rooms on the top
noor. She leaned for a moment over
the rickety balustrade, striving to
pierce the half gloom enshrouding the
identity OF the oncoming visitors.
Wheeling about the young woman
darted swiftly through one of the half
dozen doors off the hallway. Her
refuge proved to be a windowless
walled room cluttered with dilapidated
trunks and useless relics of bygone
dodgers.
From the depths OF an ancient cab
met, the yelled stranger drew forth
telephone helmet. AS she quickly
adjusted the microphones over her
ears she heard the sound of voices.
! The voices, restrained and low-toned
1t first. rapidly became loud and quar-.
irelsome
4 The angry tones were those OF Jules
Legar and Red Eagan. The storm
Of heated words centered about the
heavy iron safe standing in one cor.
Der OF the room. Up to a compare
lively short time ago this safe had
been the receptacle of certain valu
ahles looted by Red Eagan and One
Lamp Louie. under Legar's directions
nom a palatial upper Fifth avenue
residence The safe door now stood
open-its contents scattered promis
cuously about the floor, but Of the
Van Horn family plate there was no
trace.
The guy what cracked this crib
had the inside dope for sure" was
Red Eagan's muttered comment.
Are you trying to insinuate this
ea plan to double-cross you and
Louie?" queried Legar.
i amt insinuatin' nothin'," was the
fher's surly response. but who else
was hep to where the stuff was
salted?"
The answer Req Egan received was
10Th prompt and effective. A heavy
epn projectile caught him neatly on
me point of the jaw. He gyrated
IMPLY to the floor. where he lay for
moment in dazed uncertainty. Then
'n vindictive oath he tugged loose
- automatic and fred point-blank
sue sardonic face bending over him.
purple mist clouded the gunman's
~ and the bullet spent itself with a
- PUNK in the plastered ceiling
se'ore Eagan could fire a second time
~ terrible iron proiectile attached
ae stump of Legar's arm descended
am with lightning speed and sent
revolver spinning to the other side
ue staccato bark Of the pistol
''a'uesque eavesdropper in the