The evening world. Newspaper, June 7, 1912, Page 19

ai nA SNe i Sn ART EAT REET IS T OFFICER ‘A Fast Moving New York Story By Barton W. Currie HE EVENING WORLD, FRIDAY, JUNE 7, 1012. | * 4 When Furtong’s wife died in 1999, whe! erited am, je accusation against Burlong tr 110, in connection with the Indietment fon which hé was convicted, wag that slips bearing the names of accused per s0n8 wero dent by him to J. J, Gotthelt and that the runner got the prisoners to retain as thelr counsel R. W. Kathan, foo was divided with the trate, “Now tlsten, Helen," he otted, seizing | to save you-don't you see 1 do?—bur t/ and avi n corpa in full biare enter the! her roughly by the shoulder. ‘It may] can’, wait much lon: [Kitehen, He heard nothing att saw! ry be that we will have to get out of] “Iodon't belleve what you are saying!! nothing below that upward focal angle, ' ie man Phelan should have ‘heard here in @ hurry.” [ ban’t believe It: Oh, it's too horrible! ‘ “Wew-w-hy, What's the matter?’ she|/sabbed Helen, clinging to a fragment of | Mashed the: tight in his cane oply at} stammered, wincing at the crishing gp) her shattered idol as a drowning man) infrequent Intervals, He did got alm! of his hand clings to a straw, {its bright revealing bean Into the halt He replied with a swift rush of words | Gladwin was on the point of resuming open door vf the adjolning laundry and! that fairly stunned her appeal when he sensed a hea’ “Your aunt may find it out and try ad, He had divined that the picture to stop us. Now I shall be on the look-/ thief had left the rec * out, but Towant vou to do ev f the Invaders Based on the Successful Farce of the Same Title (Copyright, 1012, by H. K. Fly Co,) ‘bis YNOPSIS OF PRECEDI vers Gladwin, an eccentric Hine cate ge weavers Yearns tat, dele foses as Travers Gladwin, Sho ‘Travers Gledwin are to elope th ing to take away with has beev impersanating him, . ITPATers, aa Travers Gladwin” and orders the ys f patnting. While they are st work Helen returas f earlier visit to the house, CHAPTER XXIX. (Continued.) In Which the Hero Is Kept dg ems the Hop. ¥ IDN'T they tell you, Trav- | ers?” the girl repeated. yes; he said hastt! taining his fixed There was bare! efore le spoke lly go up to my room and | Nee {f you can find a bag and pa to last @ week or two. Gladwin 1 out of om. ; tarted noistly up the stalrs unt! eewaw that the thicf lad turned hie deck to him, whereat he vaulted the | Manister and dropped 1 upon a, Mivan in a recessed nt t could Not be seen from the room he left. The moment Gladwin vanished the | ‘hiet turned to Helen and asked wharply: | “What time did you see my friends here?” | “A Mttle after five,” replied the gfrl,| recoiling slightly with a iook of dismay, | Yor there was a now raw edae to the} sharpness of his tone. | them about the | , they knew all about it,” Nastened to reply, apprehenstvely. “Knew about it? grinding his brows tog Pressure of his agitated Vhat did you tell ‘iy, men or stuggie impe; ugh With tt to Holen | ching his face} t of hie) \ thre tour | to meet here?” he eomething Is fed, comin more Officer Ho had wr staircase and found th had packed and left for him. H to, play the role of an eavertrosy @ny longer than necessary he made @ flying start and burst into the room. vo told them ?? | wow ise Ra x $40 Suits $44 00 To Order il = PURFRESERGE Considered by the American Woolen Company one of the most beautiful and distinctive serges made, and they are spending thousands of dollars to educate the fine trade in the United States to this particular cloth, Nearly every magazine inthe country has a full’ page advertising it. The cloth is atamped every yard : + Sold by other tailors for $30 to $40 per suit. I will place this cloth on the oute side corner of my doorway where you can see and handle without solicitation, and, if you choose, get crmptee: 9 f 20 My price, to order..... is CHAPTERS, yM the most valvahlo ot the Gladwin art. tres * from the pole, Tinging one to tho left of the door and the other across the, rest ande . Travers then 1 to avert the in Phelan (known as Office (AA) ry i al He ha emuan { ‘Aduressin CHAPTER XXX, Gladwin Comes Out of His Shell, HAT. the~* “ { and art collector sup- pressed his torrid exelama- on. ‘The impulse * moved cive the uniformed butter-in him throt the nearest He was Vig and powerful enough to de ft, too. In the furious. glance hs got, Travers Glodwin read a warning that In an! earilor stage of his career would have inado lim feel mighty uncomfortable, No © liked (he sinell of danger and Hicker. | What's that you've got there?” the| (iter, having ed himself, asked, poluting to the grip, the bag you 1 Gladwin, T told you to pack ft" enid the other, barply. “AIL packed, Hunting loth shirts, th sock He looked up with a boyish grin and the RK chap was stumped for a mo-| ment, If «slowly A uy) eked for, sort sorr, y room and uns pack hief's turn to} grin. “What, Qladwin “I shan't want these things after all," dor, “Unpack it y and bring it ck here. be more careful of the stairs! you come down—one step at a are you qwait-| sorr?’ asked the dismayed Gladwin withdrew reluctantly, ing @ wlafice at Helen as he «idied i the gurtained doorway. Her eves never left the face of the man she thought she loved, bat Whose character was being swittly revealed to her in a new i : That steal- individual / waited only for uniform to pass through, the p. when he sprang forwam and reached out on both, sides. mahogany folding doors. Hoe brought them together swiftly and then ripped down thé -portiores he The. spurious. aristocrat the message of wrath without al \ | she was incapable of flight, tell you—T'll see If the const is clear in ease wo have to go out t the mean time I want yo pictures for me. ldn't ask you, dear, only we haven't a minute to wat He darted across the room and opened the narrow door that led into the back- staits corridor, Helen stared stupidly after him until he disapeared and then turned toward the chest and went to j work wraping up the is CAV ARES Uke one in a trance, 8 d_ scarcely started when the folding doors opened nolectessly and Bateato stuck in hie to wrap these ing that some harm had come to master the little Jap had left the ited all the way to wild-eyed, yet he had entered the house as Allently as a breath of alr, Peeking into the room Bateato noted the ripped-doyn portieres and devastate! picture frames. His Oriental mind told him mut one thing—robbery. violent epasm of Joyatty to Ms master Helen was in too good traint: time to swoon, though she wanted te, the etarted back ia alarm and ex- claimed: “Oh, how you atartled m Bateato circled round her like an en- raged rat, “You no fool me—I know you tlef—you 1 picture--T get p'leece—much pileece —whoie big lot p'leece, quick.” He headed for the door. Helen pursued him, crying: “Bee here! !t a minute! You don't understand! Mr. Gladwin!” Tho Jap was gone and the hall door slammed after him before ahe had reached the folding doors. In another instant Travers Gladwin, who had been making a Yaln hunt for a revolver in the upper part of the house came flying down the stairs and assailed the fright- ened girl with another overwhetming shock Seeing sie was alone he threw him- self into the bréach headlong: “Mise Helen, just a moment. I've been waiting for @ chafice to speak’ to you, You must eet away from here at once. Do. yeu understand—at once! Don't waste time talking—go quick while you Hevea chance. You mustn't be mixed up in what's coming.” The wirl-felt that her heart’ would burat with its palpitations of fear, but Her itmbs scemed like leaden weights, .Bome force working without the zone of her mental control made her stammer: “WV-w-ho are yor Nc mutty “Listen,” the young man raced. on, “and you must belleve what I shy—this man you came here to meet and elépe with {s not Travers Gladwin at all.” She expressed her horrified disbelie¢ in a frozen st It's true," he pursued passionately. ‘He's an imposter! The real Travers Gladwin you met here this afternoon, He was 1; that is, I was he. I-mean T am Travers Gladwin—only I've got this chest. : uniform on ead It is of 0 ton. I can't mixed. up in. a nasty soendad te ything t money omits of to learn whether or not the house was surrounded. He had| hoped that he might run into Michael Phelan, but did not stop to puzzle out why this had not happened. Backing to the door, he whispered: | “He's coming—question him. That's| all T.ask, I'll be waiting to see that) you get out in safety—trust ine! He wrignied backward and disappeared through the folding doora | CHAPTER XXXI. A,Vueit to the Exiled Phelan. UT where, oh, where was the extied Phelan? Where he when the bogus Gladwin, Wont on hia backstairs inves: | tigation? Puzzled as he was by the fast moving events of the night,! stripped of the untform of Bia authority, still his polloe instincts should have warned him of this new character in his drama. Michagl Phelan, Rowever, was busy— busy in a way, Itetle would suppose. the gentlemanly outlaw entered the kitchen, Phétan wae standing on face almost glued to, the flict yas nd his up! 0 the four fear window of @ house diagonally through Sich he could ob- rve a,pantomime that thrilled him. It was late, well past bedtime even for the aristocratic precincts of New York. Yet there was going on betind that brilliantty Ughted window a one-man drama etrangely and grotesquely w! awake. A first casual o had conveyed the tmpression to en that tragedy was being enacted before his eyeo—that murder was being done with fiendish brutality, and he-Phelan—powerless to intervene. ‘The seeming nrurderer was a man of amazing obesity, a red-faced man with @ bull neck and enofmous shouldei clad in pink striped pajames and « tasselled nightoap of flaming red. Back and forth the rotund @ant ewayed with something {1 lis arm something which hr in fists and brutally shook, somethii which he net Pg gael and hammered ens “The murtherin’ ‘daste eaculated ‘Phelan he switched off the one ght he had been reading and darted into the next room to get a better view from the summit of the kitchen tubs. Suddenly the mountain of flesh and the debile victim that he was ruth- lessly manhandiing dlaappeared from view. .For, several long thundering ‘ified gn Wee J hing Save a dancing orimeon the tassel attached to the nightcap. Surely a mighty struggie was going on en, the floor! Phelan didnot hear the Nght step pon the kitohen stair or the stealthy tread of the‘big man in evening dress as he ‘pussy-footed his way to the Kitchen door leading out into the back yard ‘and found thet it was easily opened, . Every sentient nerve im Michacl Phelari’s beng was concentfated in his eyes at that moment and it is highly doubtful If he woul? have heand a fifo the tubs of the adjoining laundry, his} ye! Ho. returned to compler low otherwise than emp! But the second he re- he saw t and that Laying do his cane he Helen Purtor tn! orance of the fuct that t regions of the dwelling we: | ’ ntered the room Madge Former Magistrate Restored to irl wee strangely agitated) © feared to look at him, crossed the | de and sald in hie softest Citizenship Will Help “Boss” | Fight Sinnott. Vell, you haven't got on very fast Jin your packing, have you, dear?” the back surely going Summoning, t? bower, she! restored to citizenship the man’ wilo, @ City Magistrate In) Helen was leaning again: of a chair, feeling she wai to topple over in a swoon. all her reserve of nerve strove to reply naturally No. quite how to pack." Hie was at her side now and seised | both her hands. “Why, Helen, Your hands ate cold as ice." Fle spoke warmly and tenderly, while were everz. | stoning with th or al we @ wary alertness of a at the same time hia ey Where ‘@bout the foom. and There was m tl Tat in the soul inologed ta eat “It's nothing—only 1 ead tremulonsly, ured out each word and con- en he tell you who or" responded, scarcely veyed the sense. 1 above a whisper, (To Be Continued.) understand what's the matter? i the ed in this wplendid Gov. Dix has granted a pardon Nenry J. Furlong and thereby when he wai Rrooklyn two years ago, was nt to Agreed to accept a bri two months role after short indeterminate sentence, i Furlong ie said to have ‘been a! in his appeal for @ pardon by John H. MeCooey, machine Democratic leader of Brooklyn, and in return for thi vor the exaM hie friends, will help fight m faint” ghe| Sinnott, the anti-Tammany the Twonty-sixth Ward. { Twelve years ago Mayor R. A, Van Wyck put Furtong, a Spaniard by birth, on the bench. His troubles began in 190, when Mary Hedden, a young woman whom Magistrate Furl: had paroled on her stepmother’s ch: of wayward. nese, was acquitted of larceny. She alleged that @ had been @ttacked tn her room by Frank Grossbard, a friend of Furlong. 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