Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-10-18

~ OR moment or two Sadie
II stood undecided, then. with
1 her lower lip thrust forward
in an ugly way that was any
thing but becoming, she stepped up
to the desk nearest her.
How do get story into the pa
per?" she asked.
| The man seated at the desk in his
shirt sleeves stared at her in amaze
ment. STORY, what kind Of story?
We don't take social items and
things like that"
This isn't a social item" and
Sadie grinned maliciously. II got a
news story that any paper in the city
would be glad to get and pay for"
oh, so you want to be paid for
! "Sure I do What do you take me
f for? ] amt doing this for my
The man grinned. well. give US
the story"
How much do get for it?" sa-
die asked slyly.
"How can I tell until see wheth-
i er it's important or not" the man
ooh, it's important enough. It's
connected with the Neil $1,000 theft"
and Sadie bridled. II know where
the woman is and I can hand her
/ over to the police tomorrow. But
| thought you'd like the information
hold of it." :
Now it happened that Sadie by
chance had picked out the night city
! editor and was telling her story to
him; Dudley Phelps was interested
in the case and was more than eager
to land scoop on the discovery of
the unknown woman for the Star.
But in spite of the fact chat he was
hardened to almost everything that
| might find its way to his desk, this
strange woman filled him with re-
pulsion She was so physically I'M
attractive that it was difficult to look
at her, but what impressed him still
more was the way she seemed to
gloat over her knowledge. There
was something SO malicious about
she had a personal grudge of some
kind to settle. His news sense.
quickened preternaturally by long
years Of experience, sensed story
here and was eager to get 1t.
"Donahue!" he called sharply. And
a young man rose from a desk near
t by and n came toward him. He was
one of the best known men in the
city :Srnts vo,,na o,,A $500.
for us on the Neil case" Dudley
Phelps told Donahue briefly. Nov"
he said to Sadie, "what is it,"
How much do 1 get for it?" she
asked craftily
You'll be- s,, paid. don't worry. $25,
Sadie nodded and proceeded with
what she had to tell She told how
she had met Harriet last night on
the street and had set trap for her.
II figured that she worked in the
nelghborhood, and so waited after
try to sidestep me-"
"Sho eVidentlv I've didn't fhipL would
sharply.
"oh, yes she did. She knew never
liked her; she can't put anything
her innocent smile"
The two men exchanged lightning
chances.
Where does she work."
That's 1t. don't know" and
sadie'ss voice shook with anger as she
RAM" she sneered. "of course y he
doesn't know who she is"
You know we can't use the story
until we know where she isl Phelps
said quickly.
"I'll know that, too, by tomor-
row." Sadie returned.
I'm not so. sure of that; this
woman isn't going to walk right into
danger, However, we'll pay you for
the story and for holding your
tongue Donahue, you'd better comb
the Park Row district tomorrow for
stenographer named Miriam"
CHAPTER XIII
A Surprising Call
KIT rs queer thing" said the
city editor to Donahue, after
Sadie had left, "the malicious
intent behind this girls Gag
erness to give information
tbere; agree st with ;, YOU, chief chief, that
turned. Better get Jean Colfax to
do feature. If it's as big as II
think it is. every woman In town
will buy paper"
But we haven't found the girl,
I'VE WILL" Donahue said confident
ly, "but do you know, I wouldn't be a
bit surprised if Neil never stole those
bonds"
What you, too?" There was amaze
ment in Phelps voice.
case from the beginning and talked
to young Neil in the Tombs. He
was quite willing to talk about thy
thing but the disappearance Of his
wife. Could there be anything be-
hind his reticence. for instance, an
other man? You know that girl men
toned man in connection with
Mrs. Neill tonight"
TITS possible" Phelps said thought
fully. We'll, go to it, Denny. and
make it a big thing. Wen be in at
the death unless that girl squeals."
She won't squeal." Donahue re-
turned: Il know her kind; she's out |
for publicity and she'll put her whole |
mind on finding that woman, you'll |
see."
II wish Jean Colfax mad been on
hand tonight; she ought to see this |
Sadie Howard in order to appre-
ciate her."
"Why not send her over there to-
morrow" Donahue suggested.
Phelps nodded, and the younger
man went back to his desk.
The next morning as Sadie was
eating her breakfast in the kitchen
there came a sharp rap on the
door.
Mrs. Howard wheeled around from
the stove where she was frying ba-
con and shouted Come I'M The
room was so blue with smoke that
it was difficult to see any one
woman who had stepped into the
room coughed as she breathed the /
fumes into her lungs.
Sadie did not rise; she simply look
ed sullenly at the intruder, who wore
simple well-fitting blue suit and
tan shoes with low sensible heels.
Her plain sailor hat shaded her eyes,
and she looked not unlike stenog-
rapher on her way to work. Sadie
had no idea who this woman was and
was not terribly interested. She
still smarted under her experience
of last night, for she had expected a
very different reception from the ed
itor of the Star. In her imagination
she had pictured several men all lis
wi n a "a I