Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1922-06-17

Nv ira ana GleHn III the rink Room.
I He listened in intently, "Vira, I've
been aching to have you alone.
Please don't get angry at Rae's
Ifoolishness with me. I can't stop
her without making the crowd sore.
/ You know how it is. I've wanted to
tell you this in some place where
could a.. "
Don't Glenn" There was a
silence. Then muffled, 81 oughtn't
to tell you, but can't help it. They
say you shouldn't be jealous-but if
you care enough for fellow-how
can you help it,"
| I'm going to tell you a secret.
When you gave me that key to give
to them, do you know what | did? /
got the stuff out first from your
house . to protect you. l did 1t
on my own. And it was lucky l did,
How? put it in my own garage"
Garrick chuckled. Here at least
was one unbonded warehouse of the
fSlVSI wang
"You fatheadsw This was Rae's
voice, interrupting. "Be careful!
Don't you kno what last night they
overheard"
There was a muffled whisper,
mans voice, but it was lost. 1t was
evidently caution.
That's a partial explanation of
why your dictagraph went bad last
night, Dick" commented Garrick.
Someone's hunting now for the
transmitter"
Dick looked at Garrick and Gar-
rick at Dick. Here they were power
less to stop it. Dick grabbed one OF
the earpieces.
There was singing, metallic noise
as if someone had wrenched out the
iron grill work in front of the fire
place under the old mantel
The diaphram produced a crash
ing crack. The dictagGaph receiver
was smashed.
Garrick thoughtfully laid down the
earthpiece. "Well, what's that?"
81 think" suggested Dick, not a
bit ruffled, "if the Waldens are going
back to the Club well go out to my
workshop on the harbor. If any
things going to happen, it will be
out there" .
"And you'll be near Ruth" pene-
trated Garrick. !
"Well Where Ruth is, that's
where things happen, eh?'
When her mothers car pulled up
at the Club that afternoon, Ruth
hoped out and was up the steps
with bound.
"Well, it is good to see you. Glad!'
SNAKE hands, Jim, old dear. Wasn't
l lucky l didn't get killed dead"
Hello, Bob. Steering gear on the
Fritz" What a jolly crowd to see
after being laid up for couple of
days" 81 tell you, Vira's a peach of
a little nurse. Never go back on
that girl" "June, you should have
seen how we nearly went over the
bridgeH
Her mother stood and looked at
Ruth aghast. No one else had got N
word and she had had a word with
every person on the porch, had made
them feel that they were each her
| particular friend and had been let in
on the whole secret. She hadn't
given anyone a chance to ask Q
question and had told only just what
she wanted and no more, just as if
it had been the whole story to the
whole crowd.
''These fappers don't need a
mother or a diplomat; they are all
the wisdom of the world condensed"
soliloquized Mrs. Walden.
1t was perhaps an hour or two
Halter in the afternoon when the big
story had become ancient history, a
mere nine minutes wonder, that
Ruth at the Country Club began to
feel lonesome. With no car, it was
almost as bad as no legs.
| AS if in answer to prayer for new
hearts to conquer, Jack swept up
with a furry in his crimson shummy
car.
There was nothing fustered, moth
ing hurried about Jack, although ne
left the motor running, throttled
down. No one could have been more
Preferential or reassuring to Mrs.
IWalden. She did not like the boy,
but on second thought she was forced
to admit to herself that she had