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TTTE ATLANTA fJEOROTAX A\T» NEWS. .SATURDAY. APRIL 10. 101
By Herriman
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The Marvelous One Gets In Bad
Oo?yn*ht, 1913. National News Association.
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jBetter Than Sherlock
# CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES
A Detective Story of Thrill
Interest, I
Holmes at His Best
ove and Mystery
By T. W. HANSHAW
Andrew Murchison, tailor
it ait honor
guards without caring for the wives
they widowed or the children they
orphaned. ThatLs not patriotism;
that’s cowardly murder; and murder
ers who are found guilty in my court
shall hang, so help me God!’ A stren
uous time that. Mr. Narkom: but he
stood his ground like a hero and
never flinched, though many a flung
stone struck him and his face was cut
and bleeding in a dozen places. The
timely arrival of the police saved him
from death that day if ever it saved
any man. If the constables had been
one minute later the mob would have
had him down and hundreds of boot
heels w'ould have been stamping the
life out of him. And after weathering
all that he was doomed to die twenty
years later by the hand of a sneaking
criminal in a common, low-down stab-
In-the-back game which has anarchy
and.green grocers, tailors and a Rus
sian girl mixed up in the vulgar tan
gle of it: Sic transit gloria Mundi!
Imperial i’a«Kar. dead and turned to
clay, might stop a hole to keep the
wind away! * ”
His voice dropped off; he took nis
elbow in his palm anu his chin be
w e of
the imderworld used to call bim—as
hard as flint on all evil-doers and
afraid, of nothing that walked or
breathed. I was in the crowd on that
memorable day of tyenty years ago
when he did his duty in the face of a
thousand threats and curses and
never turned a hair when he acme
out of court and faced hundreds of
yelling demons who were thirsting
for the blood of him.”
“Mean the time of the b‘g t int, don’t
\pu. after he’d sentenced those two
Fenian leaders to death for endeavor
ing to blow up the paljace while her
late Majesty was In evidence? Gad!
that was a time! He got his title for
the stand he took then”
Stuck to His Guns.
“You should have seen him stiok to
his guns when those fanatics crowd
ed round him, yelling. They're not
murderers, thev ro patirots and ye lie
when ye sav they're pot.' Patriotism
dies when cowardice begins.' he flung
-hack at fiiem. They struck not only
at a Queou. but at a wortian and a
mother, and they killed two innocent
tween his thumb and forefinger and
stood looking, with fixed eyes and
puckered brows, at the far end of the
summer house, and for a time made
neither movement nor sound. So he
v as still standing when, a little later,
Lady Jennifer came hurrying down
the path ttnd, catching sight of Mr.
Xarkom, stepped in and joined him.
Is This Mr. Headland?
Copyright by Doubleday. rage & C<
six; Guy lladlow. musician, age fifty-
nine; Arthur l,avigne. actor, age for
ty-nine: Joseph Stringer, draper’s
clerk, age fifty-one’ Hutn-m-m! Ap
pear all of them to have been getting
along in years. I see. 'Walter Mason,
architect, age fifty-five; Philip Wes-
terton. author, age seventy; Sir Gor-
rell Jame$, baronet, Judge of the
High Scotland! Not the great Gor-
rell James, was it? Gold ‘Do-your-
duty-James’ as he used to be called
when he was on the circuit?”
"Yes the same man. You may
recollect that he was seized with a
fainting fit at his club some eight, or
ten months ago and was carried home
unconscious, lie died the next morn
ing. I learned from the butler that
the green 317 had been noticed on the
doorstep a week or so before. It was
Sir Oorrells sister who identified
Vera Yiadivoski when she found her
in l^ady Jennifer’s service. You re-
Cleek?
member the Judge then, do you.
"Rather I rubbed elbows with him
many a time in the old days; though
1 dare say he wouldn't have thought
onni
There were not but Mr. Xarkom
-“TW disturb the silent search for
them by so much as a word «*r a
movement. He bided his time in si-
find was by no means surprised
When; of a sudden. Cleek spoke again.
"But why green chalk?” he said,
as if asking the question of somebody
or something hidden in the top of the
summer house. “Why not red?
That’s the point! Red is the color of
Anarchy—why not that- And why
any mark of any color” Your Nihilist
doesn't do business in that manner as
a general thing. He usually strikes
first and gives the sign afterward.
And 117*—why. in particular. 317?
And why green chalk? Stop a bit’
Monday. Tuesday, Wednesday
Hum-m-m: I should say not; deci
dedly I should say not. How about
A. B. C ? Pah! Bad job, b‘ad job!
Too plain, too silly and—too short:
yes. a deal too short. Well, then,
MtefiUfer.', February, March « • « ,
AT TH' 8ALL<?AME,EH?
Trt' SCORE THREE T T j
HUH? LOOK,TH’SCORES
“Oh. I inquired, of course. But
there seems to have been no distinc
tive mark which could serve as a pos
sible connection. The men did not
all die in the same way. Two wore
found drowned, a third was run
down by a motor and accidentally
killed, and a fourth was stabbed in
a street brawl that was the Liver
pool chap. The other five died In
their beds and apparently from nat
ural causes although all were smit
ten suddenly and death followed with
Tl/MELVE-rtwo, WOT?
“Is this he?—is this thr Mr. Head
land of whom you spoke?” ahe asked
agitatedly; and. scarcely waiting’to
be introduced, walked over to Cleek
and laid an imploring hand upon his
sleeve. "Oh, Mr. Headland, come to
my rescue—save my son!" she ap
pealed. distractedly. “Mr. Narkom
tells me you are wise, you are clever,
you are wonderful. Oh] put all your
thought and heart and strength into
this dear task and save my boy for
me before it is too late! If they kill
him, those Nihilists; if that girl gets
to him in spite of the guard Mr.
Xarkom has kindly placed over hi*.
I See. Nine of Them
"H’.Jin-m-m! 1 see. Nine of them,
eh? Of course you made a list of the
names? I thought so. l,et's have a
look at it. Thanks very much. James
Martin, bookkeeper, age fifty-two:
John Wiltjon, green grocer, age sixty;
“Calm yourself, I.adt
teiTupted Cleek, gently
To Be Continued Monday,
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