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PAGE TWO
THE "RftOWNWOOD DAILY
hrowWOOD. TEXAS WEDNESDAY JANUARY 5
1916.
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CITG lC TerKvia
&UTHOR. OF "THE FIGHTER" "CALEB CON-
OVFR" "V kTU A FROM THE SADDLE ETC
NOVELIZE D FROM PATHE PHOTO PLAYOF '
THF JD JNAJMC X5l WILL it. 1x1 iwi .
ele" Jim caroming against a clean-cut ag n0 passed the crowd's outskirts
FIRST INSTALLMENT
NEVERMORE!
ieopmicT.
where In town that no outsider was
ever able to find. It may be worth
hunting for. He has a'sqn too knock-
ing around the dty. A cheap tough
t lrroTo.ttrwvjHTiff tVTVL I BUD-
you feel a craving to call me orrnvt tn meet him. He'll
n " Max Lamar used to Bay "call : ..v.. a m ftw
a horsethlef or a mental error orj
even a dove of peace. But unless h r"" .
you want to start trouble don't call Max Lamar wae not the prison'B only
me a detective. I'm not a detective j TOluntary noon. The grim
I am a crime specialist . w archway loading to hopelessness
He had served for years on- the md by presence of two
city's crack central office detective wero frequent and- wol-
gquau. lUKii wuuo u BO visitors to thD place June
come
Travis and her sweet-faced motner.
June was a girl of rare beauty both
of soul and of face Impatient at the
idle futile life of the girls in her own
walk of life she had chosen to change
much of her comfortable leisure into
toll in behalf of released prisoners.
Today June had "hoard that "Circle"
Jim Borden's Bcntenoo was to expire
at noon. So noon found her and her
mother in the warden's office awatt-
ing the convict's appearance.
The door of the warden's office
a a keener stcDDed into the
unusual laziness left Lamar's face and j room ushering in a square-built man
manner. At a glance down the single
der thirty he had laid down enougn
.money and laid up enough reputation
to leave the force and go into busi-
ness for himself.
In his office sat Lamar one spring
morning trying to coax a sulky cigar
' into good behavior and oetween puffs)
dictating a letter to Edith Hayes his
stenographer.
A clerk hurried in from the ante--room
laid a special delivery letter on
is chief's desk and vanished again
. . . . . - A 1.11 9 Ytn
iti i ii ma u wu uuuiiiiu. Ah o - -
- envelope's handwriting some of the
young man who had just roundod tho
corner toward tho gate.
" 'Scuso me Mr. Lamar" began tho
guard. "Ho"
Jim had recovered his "balance and
disregarding the others strode toward
June; muttering angry incoherences.
Lamar in one double gesture slipped
his own athletic body between the
two and drew a revolver from his hip
He leveled tho weapon at Borden
who Instinctively threw up his hand3.
As ho did so the guard pinioned hlml
from behind.
"Here" said Lamar briskly as bo
pocketed the revolver and pulled out
a pair of shining little handoufls.
"Help mo put these on him."
"No! No!" begged June. "It was
my fault Pleaao lot him go. Please
dor
Lamar shrugged his 6 boulders.
"Turn him loose" he ordered the i
guard.
And "Circle" Jim scuttled on down
the street like a bullet-grazed wolf.
Lamar turned to June raising nis
soft hat .
"I hope ho didn't frighten yon" ho
said "Really you shouldn't havo in
terceded for him Just now
had let us arrest him"
"I'm glad I didn't" she made an-
swer. "And thank you for coming "to
my aid Mr. Lamar: "Oh here is my
mother. I want you to moot her."
As Lamar helped the two ladles into
their car a few minutes later bo had
the Joy of hearing June Bay:
"Won't you come and see ua and
tell us more about your work?"
and who had como up behind him)
groaned aloud in mortal anguish
seized Ted by tho nape of tho neck
and forcibly hauled him away.
. Tho. watch's . owner bawled "Stop
Thief" and gave chase. Tho cry was
taken up as others in the crowd saw
"Circle" Jim dart nimbly into a by
Btroet still propelling the half-stupefied
youth ahead of him.
As father and. son rounded the cor-
ner Max Lamar was crossing the
lower end of the Square. He heard
rh nrioa: saw the chase begin and
bad a fleeting glimpse of Borden Just
before he ana Tea aisappearuu.
-Tho man for whom Max had vainly
been searching all afternoon! Lamar
whipped out a 'police whistle blew a
Bbxjll blast then ran at full speed
down the street around whose cor-
ner Borden and Ted had vanished.
I With Lamar a braoo of policemen
i and a score of volunteer man-hunters
In hot pursuit Borden continued his
flight
Down one street across another
ho raced; the pursuit ever within
sound and onoe or twice within sight
Into the mouth of an alleyway lie
nluneed and on till he reached a spot
If yon Whore a poster-docked fence adjoined
the corner of a building.
There was a foot or so of space bo'
tweon building and fence.
Ho shovGd the panting Ted through
this opening; followed; pushed the
loosened board back in place and
Btood an instant to get his breath.
Hn and his son were In a disused
lumberyard. His hasty glance met no
human being. But that was because
! official sheet of paper as he ripped
f It from the envelope the very last
: trace of indolence was gono.
I ":!&s Hayes" he said "tho ball
ga:e to day will lack its most ardent
.. fan And sriever mind finishing that
r letter. I'll havo to get out of here
? in" looking at his watch "in Just
j twenty minutes. I'vo got to go to
prison." "
" "Mr. Lamar!" stammered tho girl
still too new in her employer's service
to know when he was in. earnest
"It's true" he answered. "Listen to
this."
of fifty.
The man with tho keeper was dad
In an ill-fitting Bult of gray; bearing
in its every badly cut line tho unmis-
takable sign of "prisonniade."
Yet In that heavy face" were marks
of- intelloct character power. At
sight of him- June's heart gave a
queer little throb. She did. not know
why. .
Tho warden rose to his feet smil-
ing and stretching out his hand to
the newcomer.
"Good-by. Jfm." ho said pleasantly
"I- hope you're going to take a. brace
this time. You can oo it u you uy-
i . . . i
He picked up the noto and read j TllQro-s pi0nty of chance for. you yot
- f .
-Mr. Max Lamar Crime Specialist
I "Mv Dear Max: 'Circle' Jim Borden
goes free asaln at noon today. Since.
Mis professionally cheerful voice
trr-wimiiv diorf- Qwav. and his out
stretched hand dropped to his Bide
you entered private practice I have j ne gaw the sullen contempt in the
no one familiar with roe inerooas oi cnvict's sunken eyea.
this master crook Pleasokeep an eye i pircie- jjm said no word in reply
on RANDOLPH Ai.ut:.N
f "Chief of Poljce:"
j dont understand" said the
stenographer. "If you're In business
lor yourself why should the chief oi
police be giving you orders?"
MHe isn't He's giving mo; a cbaiuk.
A chance he knows I'd bo -willing tc
jay for with a couple of my eye tooth.
-
Sputtering some half-coherent reply ni3 glance was so extremoly hasty and
bocause his prison-weakened eyes were
no longer so keen as of yore.
For ho and Tod were not the yard s
only human occupants. Tho Pirate
King shared their hiding place.
Tho Pirate King in private life was
Ignatius Aloysius McQuaid; intimate-
ly known as "Spudsy." Ho was four
tho usually cool-headod man stood
3taring in foolish happinoss after 'tho
car.
With a start bo came to himself.
Ho had hastened to the prison to seo
"Circle" Jim Borden released1 and to
follow him. And all bocause oi one
girl ho bad quite forgotten Jim's
Hn made no move to accept the prof
fered hand. Then as the warden
ceased to speak tho man turned to
leave tho room.
"Hold on. Jim." fntorpoeed the war
don. "This young lady wants to speak
to you."
"You are colng to let me help you.
sho pleaded. "Yoa arc going to let
mo be of uae to you to bo your
friend-r
"Friend !" grimly repeated Borden
tho Drlson "rasp" making his deep
volco sound as though it needed oil-
ing. "Friend? Hell!"
"But I want to help you!" Bho
urged undaunted. "1 want you to
"make a man of yourself. It Is not too
late. If not for your own sake than
for your wife's "
A spasm of pain twisted the heavy
features. But at once ho regained
control of hlmselL
"My wife" he said shortly "is
dead."
"Oh I'm so sorry! so sorry" said
June in quick sympathy. "But but
surely you have someone some
daughter or son for whose sake yon
can live honestly. Some son perhaps
for whom you can set a splendid ex
ample of manhood of
Circle" Jim shook away her gentle
hand in a violent shudder. Then ho
bolted from the room pushing past
the keeper who after an inquiring
g'chce at the warden. let him go.
"You see how it 13 Miss Travis"
began tho warden.
B-:t Juno was not there. Sho had
spod after the retreating convict
Mrs. Travis worried at her daughter's
impetuous pursuit of such a hopeless
r?se bade the warden good-by - and
followed
J Hurt Your Feollngs I'm Afraid!"
'eet eight inches tall and he was the
only son and heir of the garbage-collector
who llvod two doors down tho
1 right hand" continued Spudsy dr
: lighted with the interest his word;
i evoked "An" on tho back ot hi
hand they was a.blg red ring iiko u
was painted there."
"Tho Red Circle!" muttered La-
mar; and Just then ho found tho ring
of thq trapdoor.
"Then he paused as If in thought
Presently ho took out one of his cards
and scribbled on it: "Need Aid. Fol-
low Boy."
"Take this card to the first police
man you can find." he said. "Lead
him here and then go somewhere and
have an Ice cream ooimt uuiw.
Hurry now! Chase!
Ah Snudsv scampered off on his mis
sion Max Lamar drew his revolver
and stepped down through the trap-
door Into tho passage beyond.
Ainncr that cam ft imsflajzeway. not
riuu! ' -----Mr -
five minutes earlier. "Circle" JIm.Bor-
den had propelled his drunken son.
Through what seemed to Ted a mllo
of underground wanderings they sped.
At last Jim had pushed upward. An-
other trapdoor had. yielded to thepusH
and tho father and son bad crawled
out. of the passage Into a poorly fur-
nished and ill-lighted room.
A bedroom adjoined this first dusty-
apartment These rooms had foi
years been Jim Borden's unsuspected
hiding place.
Jim partly led portly carried him
Into the adjoining bedroom and threw
him heavily upon the cot which with
one chair formed the room s soie iur-
nishing. .Ted took scant note of his
surroundings and was soon m a armm-
tn sleep. .
Jim spent with hl3 run collapsed
upon the rickety chair beside the cot
and looked down in gloomy disgust
upon his snoring son.
"The last of the Bordens!" he
mused: "We two. My boa and L I
loped I was fool enough to hope-
back there In that hell of a living
tomb that Ted might redeem us.
That he might prove to be the salva-
tion of our name. And now a thief.
The cheapest meanest lowest type of
thief! There's no hope. The sooner
the Bordens go the sooner a menace
to society will be done away with. We
must go; he and I "
With Angers that aia not. iremuie
he turned on the solitary gas Jet;
then with one last look at the sleep-
ing boy he. left the room closing the
.door behind him.
"He will never know!" muttered
Pdrden. as he rame out into the other
! room. "Ho will die in his sleep uas
is mercifully painless. And now It's
'. -r.y o .vz tcrii. My own turn. A qulck-
1 ar death and less easy td bear than"
! He chocked himself; the big ehoul-
'iers tensing; head thrust forward.
Uyes alight For almost under his
! ?iet he hesxd a muffied sound o some-
: w stumbling in the dark.
Borden understood. His secret hki-
ing place had been discovered.
Noiselessly he slipped to the trap
ioor. andistood crouching and alert
Iu3t behind its hinge. A second later.
! Ae trap began to rise. Inch by men
1 t was lifted from helow.
A pistol muzzle protruded from the
larrow opening; then a hand an arm.
rod a human head.
One lightning look revealed to the
Trcuching Borden the face of Max
Lairar. In the same Instant "Circle"
IIct launched himself upon his foe.
He seized Max by the ; wrist and.
vrith one mighty tug. dragged him up
Into the room slamming the trap shut
behind him.
"Hands up!" snarlod Borden. "Up!
Lamar did not Join tn the triple
Bcht His keen nostrils had caught
i the smell of escaping gas.. He remem-
jbered all at once what Borden haa
''said: "My son Is in that bedroom dy
ing!" AnB he ran to the bedroom door
opened It and entered.
The two policemen stalwart as they
were found "Circle" Jim unexpectedly
hard to subdue. The old man was fight-
ing like a beast at bay. Nor was he
fighting to escape. For he made no
move to tear himself free fom hia
opponents.
Instead bo seemed to be trying to
get bold of the pistol that one ot the
two policemen still held.
Like Samson of old he put forth
bis ppwor of muscle. And before his
captors could so much as guess his
Intent be had twisted tho policeman's.
'On the Back of His Hand They Was
a Big Red Ring!'
allev.
Spudsy hod long ogo dlscoverea me ; up: oi
unused old lumberyard and had con- He stood for a moment glaring in
verted it into a plrato ship; with a cold triumph ot his helploss enemy
pile of comer- boar's as quarter-deck. Then he spoke: slowly hungr ly.
Th'a afternoon as he paced his from between hard-clenched teeth.
quarter-deckgrowlinE merciless orders "Sit down!" he said
to his imarlnary crew Spudsy was. is "Max Lamar" he said In the same
JJ:twfL.i:ft t J n who slow deep voice that robbed his words
buuuuuij ' . .rcrrtn cevnt
Oi any muiuuiuuiu wuih . v .
to prison three times. Now I've
got you."
Lamar's eye roved from tho black
. AU.t
He 1 Pistol muzzle to the scarreo nana mat
held it so menacingly.
n wHnir from the prison to
He Puehed the Panting Ted Through Btroel outside June caught up
This Opening. I wRh Bonien.
Old ' I hurt your iceaujjt.. iu v..
rrnQt(A hlSl tlmSt-V.. a:
That's why ho wrote to me.
he
Ulrcie-Jim w lay .... - mon in-Moiuto. oil tho
SJLSL. jTSrt out ot jalL ! Hones I dttrt. AM
.. .. .imn. jpi.n?f rorcive mo .r; uorui.ii.
Because ne cant Key uut ..i. - .r
And he can't keep out oi cnai
thn Red Circle."
"The Red Circle." she echoed. "A
circle of anarchists?"
"No. A circle of Jim Borden's. A
circle on the back of his right hand.
A circle he gets his nickname from.
A red birthmark like a hoop or ring
la the flesh cf the hand. Sometimes
It hardly shows. Sometimes it blazes
an angry crimson. Ho"
"But what has a birthmark got to
io vBth his being a criminal?" asked
tho puzzled girl. "I don't see "(
"Neither do I. But it's true.v I'vo
keard some sort of a rigmarole about
this birthmark running tnrougn mm
family ever so far back and that when-
ever it appears it's a Bign of a crtmi-
CaL All nonsense perhaps. I dont
know. But I do know that old 'Circle
Jim Borden is one. of tho craftiest
Xtofit Inveterate criminals in this stato.
And If bo's ont of prison it means
tremble to the whole community
There was a yarn at headquarters that
old fcx has a hiding piacc esww
knew how bitterly you must feel to-
ward everyone. But I do want you to
let mo do something for yju.' If it
angers you to have mo tn'k to you
won't.you at least take this to help
vou along until' you can find steady
work?"
As sho spoke sho drew from her
wristbag a little roll of bills; and
thrust them into . the convict's cal-
loused left hand.
The well-meant act scourged Bor
den from contemptuous apathy Into
flaming rage. His gnarled fist grippod
tight on the money crushing it to a
wad. Then he flung it to tho pavo-
ment and turned sharply away.
very existence and had let. him get
clean away
.3 t
Ted Borden was oat of a Job. This
was no -novelty to him; Though he .
was oareiy twenty-two this w.os tne.
eighth position he had managed to
lose. There were but throe things
on earth in which the lad felt even ;
a l&nsuid .interest Tboeo - were
cigarettes ten-cent whisky and loaf-
1ncr.
-"- ... L. . ......... I
This morning ho haa oamo to ma ourst into roe yam.
factory two hours late: A little-after ; Ho saw the elder of tho two men-
noon he bad secretly lighted a ' tt gray-manod ghastly-faced old fellow
clcarcttc in the varnish room. The j releaso tho younger man whom ho
Kimorintondcnt had eaushf him at It : had been grasping by the collar.
. i i .1 lint ... .! ' .-1 1 - l.nn rn l1a IrnAfifl
in time to even a o:a3. saw roe uiu icuu u.uy . .
fort!: with discharged him. . and dig In the timber aeons use a t .. v rI conrerSa-
Wlth half a week's pay in his pock- j dog .that is digging for chucks W he said as if to mae converse
of Tp-1 had rcDairel to tho Qolden Ho saw bim push his hand downward .on.-.
Sfaloon! thodquorters ot his into the oshaving a d Bonien.
select crowd of friends. . j g o and gropo for boboU1ii& ilea o . r
a hv ni of nn hour Ted naa . inen ne saw mm mi u "
slouched out of tho place penniless; whose top a coating f of chips ana
considerably mom than half-drunk. scantling-onds still. adhered.
Ted had had a vogue Idea or going Tne man uuu wi ..
way snovea roe yuuuB--
through the opening; crawletl through
it after him. and lowered tho trapdoor
above them so carefully that the
Bcraps of wood . wero not disturbed
o i cnMui cwcrdfvnvpd. Here
was" To' TimSm mrstcr of With. th!s ; sun
the centuries. Tho woodyara was myseu auer i uuB.
not 6nly a pirate ship. It was a treaa- score by killing- you.
uro cavo as well. Cautiously ho climbed Borden as. he spoke raised the re-
down from the quarter-deck and mad i. volvor a few Inches and his finger
for the spot where tho trapdoor had tightened cn. tho trigger. Lamar
beciTralsod and lowered. He bent gathering all his strength lunged sud-
over the trap brushing away tho con- denly fcrward. clutching Jim i s j wrist
coaling wood. Then ho saw a shadow and twisting it to one side. The bul-
fall across the debris and he looked let went wild. In another instant the
up Over him stood a man-tall well table was overturned and tho two
dressed; his firm mouth Just how smil- men locked in furious embrace. .
inc friondlily down upon tho cringing Prosontly in the deathlock Lamar s
child nnSQ-3 found th0 wat hcld
"DicKing for gold Johnny?" he pistol's cylinder in place. One sharp
asked pleasantly; and at sound of tho pressure and ho had -broken" the re
Mn rnim Snudsv's fright vanished. volver. sending tho remaining car-
"No. sir.' answered the boy. "I'm
Just lookin' for tho place whoro them
to tho ball game. Now that tnat was
out of tho question he presently de-
rit to loaf around to the square
Meantime as a guard threw open n front ot the Chronicle office and
watch tho ecore. - .
Ted knew lr.3 father was a crook.
And ho had always resented Jim's ef-
forts to keep him straight doomed
those pitiful attempts the ocmo of
liyiKKjrisyt
Ted had roocheJ tlio Square. Ho
paused in tho cuter fringe of tho
throng that wnichcJ tho baseball bul-
loUns. His goae fell on the portly
' meridian of the man etandlng next tc
him. .
Tho man wn3 staring ecstatically
upward at the coore board. Hi3 coat
was open. From the .pocket of his
Jutting waistcoat hung a Jeweled
watchfob.
. Tod's mouth grew dry and his dun
eyes brightened. Hot temptation
rrlnrM and shrok him.
So intent did his every faculty all .
still there on my hand. Always there
And It has always marked one mem-
ber In. every generation of my family.
And tho person it marked bos always
boen a criminal.
"Here It ends" said Borden again;
"I am going to wipe out the curse by
wiping out my family. My son is in
that bedroom dying. I shall go next
a man come up behind Mm halt ab
ruptly and murmur his namo.
Out crept Tod'? hand noarer and
npared to the coveted watch. Now
Aealn thirxirl sought to detain him. his fingertips hud closed lovingly on
At her touch ho whirled savagely up-- tho fob. Then at .the Bamo umo
on her Ills Hps drawn back from his two things happened
yellowed tooth; his left fist clenched The watch's owner felt tbo tonck tot
and half-raised as if to strike. clumsy flners nl'
' This was too much rortuecaivajrou. wum; ua " .IT of...
n f- II 1111 AAftMM' - '
become tat ho did not hoar J two guys ran into tho ground
. ... .... ....... . un9" Hnmonilnn
irntp euard
Borden catching the upraised arm
and thrusting him back from tha
Erightened girl. The thrust sent "Cir-
Thief.1
On tho same instant "Circle' Jim har-
den (who hod caught sight of hia. son
into the what?" domandod Lamar
in quick Interest
"Into . tho ground" responded
Bpud3y. "They beat it into here
through that place in the fence an'
one of 'om an old geezer with gray
hair ho digs here a . minute an' then
bo ups with a trapdoor an' down they
scoots."
Max Lamar was on His knees fran-
tically pushing tho chips and shingles
m left e.nd rixht. ' ' -
."He boosts up .the trap-with hia '
tridgoc pattering harmless to the floor.
Jim released his hold on the useless
weapon and-snatched with both hands
for Lamar's throat But beoro the
grip could bo gained or guarded he
recoiled a step; his eyes glassy and
staring; Wa wild gazo fixed on some-
thing behind Max.
Up through tho trapdoor two police-
men verc climbing summoned by
Sudsy as they had stool- chatting to-
Kp'.ber on a street corner.
With a war of fury Borden snatched
M'.e .r-t-i turned table and hurleJ it
itii ai;- hl.i. force at tho charging po-
tl"r4.Hi. i
hand toward him. so that the pistol
muzzle pressed against his own body
lust above the heart
The same wrench enabled Jim to
force aside the policeman's trigger
finger. His own forefinger slipped
Inside the trigger guard.
One pressure of the finger and roe
shot was fired.
The policemen relaxed their now
is Jim Borden spasmodically leaped in.
air and staggered backward a 44
bullet through his heart
The big; body hurtled to the floor f
and lay there. .
"Circle" Jim Borden cornerpo. naa
killed himself.
The officers were reused from the
momentary Teaction following their
3eath battle by the appearance ot La-
mar who reeled out of the bedroom 3
5usb of pungent gas-reek enveloping
bim
In his arms. Max bore a lifeless
bodv. The body of Ted Borden.
Storing the bedroom Lamar had
een well-nigh overcome by the -fume3
of gas that had by this time
turned the tiny place into a veritable
lanhvxiation chamber.
He had caught up roe one ncsety
chair and stifling and aizzy. uau
smashed open. '"the window witn ic
After leaning out for a moment to get
back his breath and to steady the 4.
whirling of his brain he haa crossea
to the bed. seized Ted's limp body and
had -borne It out to the purer air of
the next room.- V
There he laid the boy beside hi3
father and. kneeling felt his pulse and
listened at the narrow chest for sound
of heartbeats.
Presently he rose a new solemnity
m his alert eyes. Turning to. the two
panting officers he. said very quiet-
ly: "Our work here Is done. They are
both dead. It is it Is the end of tha
Red Circle!"
The double Inquest was over. The
last report was made. Max Lamar's
work of "keeping -an eye" on Jim
Borden was finished for all time.
From police headquarters he set out
toward his own office. The horror ot
the Rod Circle tragedy was sua
heavy upon him. His own part In it
and his narrow escape from death had-
lo't a mark on his usually steady
nerve.
Ho was tired of gruesome mysteries.
Ho wanted something to take his mind
off the events of the past two days.
Juno Travis had asked him to call.
He Intended to take her at her word.
Just then a limousine that had been
drawn up beside the curb. Just in front
of him started off. Carelessly Lamar
glancedvat It He could not see the
occupants. Ho had no special uu:
to see them.
But he was" attracted by the tight
of a woman's hand white shapely
dainty that lay carelessly on the sash
of the car's open window.
At first it was its beauty that drew
Max's notice. . But Just at the instant
the limousine whizzed away he kai
a closer look. And a startled cry
broke from him.
For. vividly clear upon the snowy
surface of the hand-back glared; the
Red Circle!
Lamar barely had time as the car
vanished In a swirl of traffic to catch
Bight of its number. With shaking
finmra ho lotted down in hia note-
"al: 12C694. The Red Circle!" h
babbled dazoily "The Hod Circle
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White, James C. The Daily Bulletin (Brownwood, Tex.), Vol. 15, No. 69, Ed. 1 Wednesday, January 5, 1916, newspaper, January 5, 1916; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth346039/m1/2/?q=Lamar+University: accessed June 2, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Howard Payne University Library.