the head, Johnny sat before the open fireplace in Drew Lane's shack on Grand Avenue. About that same fire were gathered his friends of other days, Drew La

ture of days long gone by when the east end of Grand Avenue-which, after all, has never bee

way and quite forgotten, it made a perfect meeting place f

great strength, trained to the limit, with a brain like a brightly burning lamp, he was the despair of evil doers. Scarcely less effective w

ce as a detective in New York, had at last fallen a prey to strong drink. Johnny and Drew had found him in Chicago drinking his life away. They had

y was saying to her at t

girl's dark face. "Haven'

"you know him. Gets going on something an

y agreed, "h

d had, all unknown, dogged Johnny's heels, saving him from all manner of terrible deaths. The

friend, "I came here the moment I reached the c

to the Rockies. Had some wonderful hunting-grizzly bears. Can't

bus, traveling far, get to be like one big family. Funny part was-" He gave a low chuckle. "She's

ish smells and noise-that's what Maxwel

Chicago. Thinks Maxwell Street is all the same as State Street, I'm sure. Believes her uncle's store is anyway six stories high. Well, she's in for a

u tell her?"

after people,

u told the truth

Magic' you've discovered. Sounds frightfully interesting. We all thou

e." Johnny's eyes shone. "I

bout some of these things before. Shouldn't wonder if they'd do thin

know, which isn't m

e we look in upon Grace Krowl, the girl from somewhere in Kansas. She h