Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1918-10-24

that part Of the city; with a sprinkling
of the slum element of whites. But
there was nothing to excite suspicion.
The sun of mellow afternoon lay
over the district, painting its gaudy
squalor with a painful distinctness.
reached the doors of the restau-
rant where we had first picked up
Greek Annie the night before. Its
gilded entrance, its dead lanterns and
streamers looked tawdry in the open
light of day. Only the flowers on its
balconies high up were the same as on
the night before.
paused before its doors and looked
around. Strive as l would, l could
see no one who seemed to take any
interest in my proceedings.
OF what use was this aimless stroll
ing? l asked myself. Yet Dual had
directed my footsteps. l answered my
own question and surely he had def
mite purpose in what he did.
1t came to me that somewhere in
my near vicinity the two followers of
Kim Lee, who had taken their mental
photograph of myself, must be lurlS-
ing. 1 set myself the task of picking
them out and / failed. Nowhere in
the faces of those who shuffled past
me could find one 1 could recognize
or who seemed to recognize me.
Yet l felt, them. Subconsciously l
knew that they were trailing my
course, and felt also that it was by
Semi Duals orders that they did SO.
In that moment it came to me that.
perhaps, might be a guide as well as
a decoy. What IL the two were to
follow my course and see where /
went and report back to Kim Lee?
What-and my heart leaped at the
thought-if / were to guide them to
the prison of Danny McKabe itself?
Yet how could I? 1 of all people had
little idea where he might be hidden;
in what warren digging of this place
he might sc held.
Still, the thought set me moving. At
least l could inspect the course over
which we had travelled last night.
There was the theatre through which
we had entered the underground tun-
mel, and the place lower down on.
Washington street where we had
emerged through shop and come out
once more to the surface.
Some impulse beyond any reason
urged me to go down toward that shop
and see what it looked like today. /
yielded.
AS well go that way as any other, l
reasoned. l had been assigned no di-
rection. l turned and walked on in
the way had been going, and hardly
had l turned when / knew I was I'M
der observation.
You may know how it is. You may
not be able to see the one whose eyes
are fastened Cd you, and yet some
strange, latent sense seems to wake
and cognize the fact of another's in
spection. You can actually feel the
glance impinging on the back of your
brain, as it seems.
That was the feeling which swept
me as l went forward now.
l paused and looked back. The life
of the sidewalk was the same as mo-
ment before. l turned and went on,
and again l felt 1.-THE sensation of.
hostile eyes fastened upon me as l
walked.
All at once / began to tremble. /
wasn't afraid. / am sure of that.
Time and again l had been in more
perilous situations, so far as l could
see. ! think it was the unknown quail
ity of the entire affair, the air of a
mysterious undercurrent of intent, the
sense of going somewhere and doing
something, outside of my conscious
volition, which gripped me and made
me shiver as / walked along, and felt
those unseen eyes which watched me
as l went.
l reached the corner of Washington,
and paused again. Then crossed the
ward the door of the shop where we
had come out last night. 1t was just
ahead of me when stopped and stood
staring on down to where the great
gray pile of the Hall of Justice reared
itself at the foot of the slope on
Kearny. 1t was only half block
away.
SOulu SEC SudooW dSioSo
the street / stood on as the sun struck
it slantwise to east and north. won
dered what Connel might be thinking
of now. and if he had held Reich and
Greek Annie until this hour or turned
them loose. as he had threatened.
ITO be Conri.ued.