The Elbert County tribune., 1918-02-01
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HtAsNS~ BY
d 81 o6ATQice FAIRFAX
A Series of<S Exciting Human Interest Stories
Produced by Wharton Inc. Studios for the
International Film .SerUice, Inc.
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ofATRiCe FAIRFAX

been so startled by John Miles letter !
Just at this moment all roads seemed
to lead to--Blue Cove.
| blue Cove is lonesome place. But
l think maybe you and had better be
considering the four o'clock train for
there If you're willing to take the rest
of my story on faith and make dash
| for the station"
Once we were safely embarked for
Blue Cove Jimmy told me the rest of
his story. Here it is:
When the woman he had seen pass
ing the counterfeit bill on Forty-second
| street got out at Blue Cove, Jimmy
followed her.
She turned into a little building
| which he found on closer approach
was restaurant.
A detected looking man whom Jimmy
took to be the proprietor was relaxed
across one of the tables as If asleep.
Jimmy hurried in, walked over to a
| door which had suggested mystery to
him and found himself gazing into an
empty rear kitchen.
| He came back and shook the sleeper
who replied indifferently tc his ques-
tioning, Il amt seen no lady,"
On Jimmy's insisting that the wom-
an for whom he was searching must
be there, the proprietor volunteered to
search for her.
| Back to the kitchen went Jimmy
again, guided this time by the still
sleepy owner who pointed to another
open door giving ON back yard, and
tx,Ct ~fn %I,,t
vanished through this. Jimmy went
out the door and crossed around to
the front of the restaurant.
There was no trace of the missing
woman.
There was a little bungalow across
the road. All of sudden the door flew
open and a pretty girl with lot of
fluffy hair blowing around her face
started to come out. Before she could
get through, though, n hand seized her
shoulder and jerked her back!
Say, Miss Fairfax, that girl had n
queer expression on her face. I'll not
forget 1t in hurry"
When the train pulled in at the dingy
little station which marked Blue Cove,
was a-thrill with desire to solve our
mystery.
A few loiterers stood about, and
there were one or two station hacks"
| We embarked in the one of these and
Jimmy babe the driver take us to the
home of John Miles.
A short drive brought us to a prim
little cottage set well back from the
road.
A dear little old lady opened the
| door for us and led us ut once into
Il neat living room where cookbook
ing young chap, who realized all my
ideals of what John Miles ought to be,
met us with welcoming smile.
| We explained to John Miles just
exactly why we thought that there
might be a possibility of our helping
him solve the mystery of the disap-
pearance of the girl he loved. But it
| seemed as If he were the one who
could offer most aid in solving the mys-
terry. For the moment Jimmy told him
how he had followed the woman he
suspected of being counterfeiter to
the restaurant, John Miles broke in
with the utmost excitement.
"Was there a little bungalow oppo-
| site the restaurant"
Then Jimmy went on and told him
of the girl who had come TO the door
of the bungalow and been dragged back
so suddenly.
| John Miles could hardly restrain his
excitement. That's Jean" he cried.
"I'm sure it's Jean. We must start at
once. I'll go out and hitch up my
mare, for 1 don't dare waste minute.
I'm sure it was Jean, and think the
woman you saw was Madam Gail
lard. Jean has been her secretary for
quite while. And now that 1 think
| about 1t. never did like her boss"
On the way over to the bungalow
John Miles told US his story.
The afternoon before he had tele-
phoned to the bungalow where Jean
Moore was acting rs stenographer to
| Madam Gaillard and had completed
| arrangements for their marriage. jean