The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1917-01-13
HElEN'S CRIMINAL
By MARTIN O'NEiLl.

in the paper. Ii seems to me the whole
world ought to be rich if people get
the money offered for criminals, lost
persons and stolen jewelry. Here's
man wanted out in Ohio for killing two
men and rObbing a bank. There's
thousand dollars reward for him. l
wish we could get II, don't you!'
swish it," sighed Aimee, crumbing
the little table and setting down
three saucers of pudding. yes, do.
The sisters looked Mt each other ana
then at Bob, who was too busy hunting
for fat raiSins to bother with the no.
tons of big girls. His recent illness
had left him with an appetite even
more remarkable than before, and he
was the strongest, healthiest looking
boy in the wOrld-only against the
rocker leaned crutch. That was why
the girls had the same thought. A
/ thousand dollars would do so much!
81 wonder" Helen went back 10 the
/ paper. how people catch criminalsf
Here's his picture and description, five
/ feet eleven inches high. dark brown
| hair, gray eyes, weight one hundred
and seventy-three pounds. They think
he is in this city"
"But that might be anybody" put
in Aimee.
"Just wait a minute" went on Helen.
"Trangular scar on left side of chin.
square jaws, mole on back of right
hand"
"Ill put on my hat when the dishes
are done. He'd be hard to miss now"
laughed her sister.
The train was full the next evening
when Helen got on. However, she
managed TO squeeze into small space
in the foremost seat that faced the
other passengers.
Down the aisle rows of commuters
were buried in the evening papers and
Helen studied the passengers with in
terest, finding diversion in the fact that
most of them looked rs tired as she
felt. Then suddenly she gave gasp
of amazement. for her eyes had discov-
cred face that somehow looked tamil
lar. on a firm chin, between two
, square set jaws, was triangular scar
that showed an angry red against an
otherwise rather pale complexion.
, Helen'S eyes leaped from one feature
to the Other-gray eyes, brown hair,
rather tall she judged. There was
no mistake about it; she had found
him.
, "Oh. Bobby" her thoughts flew to
, her brother. won't it be wonderful if
: we get the reward and take you out
, 70 Doctor Taylor, where you can have
T. proper treatmentT
I Suddenly Helen realized that her
h prey was looking at her. She darted q
! ouick glance at him, then away, burn
h ing q furious red at her folly, for the
- man. discovering further interest or
her part in himself and his belongings
4 smiled amuSedly.
And then fate, upon whom she haC
| called, came to her aid most glOriously
albeit a bit roughly. There was
grinding and splintering of glass ant
Z something hit Helen on the back of thu
head. Things went out for awhile, ant
when her senses came back she wa
| outside somewhere in the snow. Thel
she realized that man was trying L
make her swallow something. Afte
that her head cleared rapidly and sh
tried TO sit up.
THAT'S splendid. :" said the man. ID
Won think you can stand? If you tel
me where you live we can get 20
home"
Helen. now keenly alive to every
thing. realized that her benefactor va
the criminal.
Il "Thank YOU" she said steadily.
puess 7 am able to go now If III
car is ready. WOn't-won't you &C
tOo?"
AZ was going TO ask you if might
And in a few minutes they wer'
her door. Wont you come In anu -
warm?" asked Helen. The time ha
y come for the grand coup.
Helen led him into the living roor
m Then. excusing herself for minut
10 she went out and locked the door
q Aimee end Bobbie had heard M
lin were in the hall.
IN "Sh-" whispered Helen. 'Tve e
.or him-thp murderer-he'S in the livir
room. Think of it. I'm going to tel
phone for the police right away.
- But while the girls were ut Il
phone Boobies curiosity got the be
ter of him. He went quietly to Il
door, turned the key and stuck in h
head.
no How did you kill. them bothT
nal asked curiously. as that the money
u nofding toward he bag.
me The man laughed. DO you thii
lite I'm Captain Kidd? Come here, lit
I'VE man."
)he 40. but sister said you were {
lie man the papers told about, and S
needed the ~eward She'll be sorry.
ia I'm afraid she will. But l dol
tas try to kill people. It's my business
Ar. match them up. l help little boys Ii
Aer Won to throw away their crutches.
Re. whats your name?" asked Bobb
ME Marshall ]. Taylor, at your servl'
hSs sirw
J Helen and Aimee, who had tipto
re- TO the doorway, were aghast. They h
fin heard it all.
son, 1.-THE doctorw Helen almost sobb'
,,o - xo;rr into tho room. she So