The Geary Journal. (Geary, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 29, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 27, 1906 Page: 4 of 10
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FOB LOVE
By FRANCIS LYNDE
AUTHOR OP " THB ORAFTBRS." ITO.
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CHAPTER III —Continued.
"Why, my doar Virginia—the Idea!
Yuu don't know In the least what you
are talking about. 1 have been road-
InK In the papers about these right-of-
way troubles, and they are perfectly
terrible. One report said they were
arming the laboring men, and another
•aid the militia might have to be called
out."
"Well, what of It?" said Virginia,
with all the hardihood of youth and
unknowledge. "It's something like a
burning building; one doesn't want to
be hard-hearted and rejoice over other
people's misfortunes; but then. If it
has to burn, one would like to be
there to see."
Miss llessle put n stray lock of the
flaxen hair up under Its proper comb.
"l'tn sure I prefer California and the
oranift* groves and peace," she asserted.
"Don't you, Cousin Billy?"
What Mr Culvtrt would have replied
la no matter for this hfstorjr. since at
this precise moment tlio rajah utmc
In. "coruscating." as "\lrjrtnla It.
from his late enwnlnfi** with thi* su-
perintendent's ehler clerk.
"Give them the word to go. Jflstrow,
and let's get out of heah," he com-
manded. And when the secretary had
vanished the Rajah made his explana-
tions to all and sundry. "I've been
obliged In a manneb to change ouh
Itluerary. Auotheh company is trylnR
to fault us up in Qua'u Creek canyon,
and I am In a meashuh compelled to
be on the ground. We shall be delayed
only a few days, I hope; at the worst
only until the first snowstorm comes,
and. in the meantime. Callfo'nla won't
run away."
Virginia clapped her hands.
"Then we are really to go to "the
front' and see a right-of-way fight?
Oh. won't that be perfectly intoxicat-
ing?"
The Kajah glared at her as If she
had said something Incendiary. The
picturesque aspect of the struggle had
evidently tot appealed to htm. But he
smiled grtmly when he said: "Now
there spoke the blood of the fighting
Garterets hope you won't change your
mind, my deah." And with that he
dived Into his working den. pushing
tht lately returned secretary in ahead
of him.
Virginia linked arms with Beesle the
ftaxen-halred when the wheela began
to turn.
"We are off." she satd. "Let's go out
on the platform and see the last of
Dsnvsr.
It waa while they were clinging
dlctlve!" cried Virginia. "Who la he,
and what has he done?"
"He Is Misteh John Wlnton, as you
Informed me juat now; one of the
brainiest constructing engineers in this
entlah country, and the hardest man in
this or any otheh country to down In
a right-of-way flght—that'B who he la.
And it's not what he'a done, my deah
Vlrginin, it'a what he Is going to do.
If I can't get him killed up out of ouh
way,—" but here Mr. Darrah saw the
growing terror in two pairs of eyes,
and realizing that he was committing
himself before an unsympathetic au-
dience, beat a hasty retreat to his
stronghold at the other end ot the
Rosemary.
"Well!" said the flaxen-haired Bes-
steel-blue dawn, she was—or nought
she was—the first member of the par-
ty to dress and steal out upon the
railed platform to look , abroad upon
the wondrous scene In .the eanyon.
But her reverie, trance-like in Its
wordless enthusiasm, waa presently
broken by a voice behind her—the
voice, namely, of Mr. Arthur Jastrow.
"What a howling wilderness, to be
sure, isn't It?" said the secretary,
twirling his eye-glasses by the cord
and looking, as he felt, interminably
bored.
"No, Indeed; anything but that,"
she retorted, warmly. "It is grander
than anything I ever Imagined. I wish
there were a piano in the car. It
makes me fairly ache to set it In some
form of expression, and music is the
only form I know."
"I'm glad it It doesn't bore you," he
rejoined, willing to agree with her for
the sake of prolonging the interview.
"But to me It Is nothing more than a
dreary wilderness, as I say; a barren,
rock-ribbed gulch affording an indif-
ferent right-of-way for two railroads."
"For one," ahe corrected, In a quick
upflash of loyalty for her kin.
The secretary shifted his gaze from
the mountaina to the maiden and
smiled. She was exceedingly good to
look upon—high-bred, queeuly and
Just now with the fine fire of enthu-
siasm to quicken her pulses and to
READING} TI
ale. catrheing her breath. But Vlr-
t0 ; glnia latched
the hand rati and kvoklng hack upon M m glad I'd not Mr. Wlnton." she
the Jumble of railway activities out of said.
which they had Just emerges! that the I —
Rosemary, gaining headway, overtook CHAFTKR IV.
another moving train running smooth- Morning- In the highest hlghlanda of
ly on a track parallel to that upon ! the Rockies, a morning clear, cold and
which the private car waa speeding. It tenae. with a bell-like quality in the
was the narrow-gauge mountain con- frosty air to make the cracking of a
nection of the I'tah line, and Wlntoa snow-laden fir bough resound like a
and Adams were on the rear platform pistol ahot. FVr Denver and the dwell-
'he last car Aj it chanced that the ers on the eaatern plain the sun la an
tour of them were pneseutly waving hour high, but the hamlet mining
their adteux across the wind-blown in- camp of Argentine, with its dovecote
terspace In the midst of It, or rather railway statkra and two-pronged sid-
at the moment when the Rosemary. fng. still lies In the steel blue depths
gathering speed as the lighter of the i of the canyon shadow.
two trains, forged ahead, the Rajah Massive mountaina. dark green to
came out to light his cigar. !he timber line and daxxltng white
He took in the little tableau of the above It. shut in the narrow valle* to
rear platforms at a glance, and when right and left. A mimic torrent, Ice-
the sk wer train was left behind asked bound in the quieter poole, drums and
a quest km of Virginia. surgles on Its descent midway be-
* Ah wasn't one of those two the tween two railway embankments, the
young gentleman who called on you one to which the station and aide
yestehday afternoon, my deah?" tracka beiong old and well settled, the
Virginia admitted It. other new and aa yet unballasted.
"CVuild you taveh me with his Just opposite the pygmy ststion n lat-
name%" cral gorge Intersects the main canyon.
He Is Mr Morion P Adams, of Bos- making a deep gash in the opposing
•on mountain bulwark, around which the
"Ah h and his friend - the young new line has to find Its way by a loop-
gent'etna a who laid his hand to ouh Ing detour.
plow and put the engine on the track in a scanty widening of the main i
last sight?" ^ canyon a few hundred yarda-below the ]
"He ta Mr Wlnton—a— an artist. I station a graders' camp of rude slab 1
believe, at least, that Is what I gath shelters ta turning ont Its horde of ,
ered from what Mr Adams aald of wild-looking Italians and on a I
S WARRANT.
•end the rare flush to neck and cheek.
Jastrow, the eold-eyed, the business
automaton set to go off with a click at
Mr Soonerville Darrah's touch, had
ambitlona not automatic. Some day
he meant to pftt the world of business
under foot as a conqueror, standing
triumphant on the apex of that pyra-
mid of success which the Mr. Somer-
vllle Darrahs were so successfully up-
rearing. When that day should come,
there would need to be an establish-
ment. a menage, n queen for the king-
dom of success. Summing her up for
the hundredth time since the begin-
ning of the westward flight, he thought
Miss Carteret would fill the require-
ments passing well.
But this was a divagation, and he
pulled himself back to the askings of
the moment, agreeing with her again
without reference to his private con-
victiona.
"FV r one. I should have said." he
amended We mean to have It that
way. though an unprejudiced onlooker
might be foolish enough to say that
there la a pretty good present proa
pert of two."
But Miss Carteret waa In n contra-
dictory mood Moreover, she was a
woman, and the way to a woman's
confidence does not II* through th«
neutral country of easy compliance.
"If you won't take the other side. I
will," he said. "There -will be two."
Jastrow acquiesced a second time.
<•' "1 shouldn't wonder. Our compet-
itor'* road seems to be only a ques-
tion of time—a very short time, Judg-
ing from the number of men turning
out In the track gang down yonder."
Virginia leaned over the railing to
look past the car and the dovecote sta-
tion, shading her eyes to ahut out the
inow-blink from the sun-fired peaks.
"Why, they are soldiers!" she ex-
claimed. "At least, some of them have
guns on their shoulders. And see—
ihey are forming in line!"
The secretary adjusted his eye-
glasses.
"By Jove! you are right; they have
armed the track force. The new chief
of construction doesn't mean to take
any chances of being shaken loose by
force. Here they come."
The end of track of the new line
was diagonally across the creek from
the Rosemary s berth and a short
pistol shot farther down stream. But
to advance it to a point opposite the
private car, a«d to gain the altitude of
the high embankment directly across
from the station, the new line turned
short out of the main canyon at the
mouth of the intersecting gorge, de-
scribing a long, U-Bhaped curve around
the head of the lateral ravine and
doubling back upon itself to reenter
the canyon proper at tne higher ele-
vation.
The curve which was the beginning
of this U-shaped loop was the morn-
ing's scene of action, and the Utah
track layers, 200 strong, moved to the
front in orderly array, with armed
guards as flankers for the hand-car
load of rails which the men were push-
ing up the grade.
Jastrow darted into the car, and a
moment later his place on the observa-
tion platform was taken by a wrath-
ful industry colonel fresh from his
dressing-room—so fresh, indeed, that
he was coatless, hatless, and collarles3,
and with the dripping bath sponge
clutched like a missile to hurl at the
impudent invaders on the opposite side
of the canyon.
"Hah! wouldn't wait until a man
could get Into his clothes!" he rasped,
apoetraphizing the Utah's new chief
of construction. "Jastrow! Faveh me
instantly, seh! Hustle up to the camp
there and turn out the constable, town
marshal, or whatever he is. Tell him
I have a writ for him to serve. Run,
seh!"
The secretary appeared and disap-
peared like a marionette when the
string has been jerked by a vigorous
hand, and Virginia smiled—this with-
out prejudice to a very acute appre-
ciation of the grave possibilities which
were preparing themselves. But hav-
ing her share of the militant quality
which made her uncle what he Is, sha
stood her ground.
"Aren't you afraid you will take eold,
Uncle Somerville?" she asked, archly;
and the Rajah came auddenly to a
sense of his incompleteness and went
In to finlah his ablutions against the
opening of the battle actual.
At first Virginia thought she would
follow him. When Mercury Jastrow
should return with the officer of the
law there wonld be trouble of soma
sort, snd the woman in her shrank
from the witnessing of It. But at the
same Instant the blood of the fighting
Carterets asserted itself and she re-
solved to stay.
"I wonder what uncle hopes to be
able to do?" she mused. "Will a little
town constable with a bit of signed
paper from some justice of the peace
be mighty enough to stop all that fu-
rious activity over there? It's more
than Incredible."
From that she fell to watching the
activity and the orderly purpose of It.
A length of steel, with men clustering
like bees upon It. would slide from its
place on the hand-car to fall with a
frosty clang on the cross ties. In-
stantly the hammermen would pounce
upon it. One would fall upon hands
and knee* to "sight" It into place; two
others would alide the squeaking track
gauge along its Inner edge; a quar-
tette. working like the component
parts of a faultless mechanism, would
tap the fixing spikes into the wood:
and then at a signal a dozen of the
heavy pointed hammers awung aloft
and a rhythmic volley of resounding
blows clamped the rail Into perma
nence on Its wooden bed.
<TO BK OONTINl'KD.)
Impossible Advice.
In pulling uown an old room at
Booking, England, workmen came
upon a wine flagon imbedded In the
brickwork. A page of foolscap dated
Aug. 15, 1783, found Inside the flagon
gave details of the building of thie
chimney of Joslah Reeve, the owner,
with the names of "ye master carpen-
ter" and "ye mastestoricklayer." It
concluded: "Josiah Reeve, father of
six children, leaves this memorandum
in this place. His wife waa Elizabeth
Houston, of Great St. Helens, London,
to whom he was married March IS,
1773. Reader, go thou and do like-
wise."
Not "Just as Good"—It's the Best.
One box of Hunt's Cure la unfailing-
ly, unqualifiedly and absolutely guar-
anteed to cure any form of Skin Dis-
ease. It ta particularly active fn
promptly relieving and permanently,
'curing all forms of itching known.
Eczema. Tetter, Ringworm and all
similar troubles are relieved by one
application; cured by one box.
Wrote Love Notes for Maids.
Thomas Hardy, the novelist and
poet, used to live, when he was a
boy, with an aunt, and he was some-
times called upon to write love let-
tetrs for her dairy maids to send to
their sv^thearts. In his novels lie
has mado good use of his experience
in the dairy, and his aunt was the
original of one of his characters
Defiance Starch is the latest Inven-
tion In that line and an improvement
on all other makes; it Is more eco-
nomical. does better work, takes less
time. Get it from any grocer.
Saved Many from Drowning.
Five hundred persons saved from
drowning in 48 years was the record
achievement of Christian Langer, a
Danish boatman, who has just died
at Harboe, Jutland, aged 83.
Mr*. Window's Soothing Sjnip.
Par children t.etiUjijr, >ft*n< th• gum*, retlure* lib
■animation nllajt |*kin, curv* wind colic. He • botw.
Many a man Is honest because his
price is too high.
WOMEN'S NEGLECT
SUFFERING THE8U RE PENALTY
Health Thus Lost Is Restored by Lydia
B. Pink ham's Vegetable Compound.
How many women do yon know whe
am perfectly well and strong ? We
hear every day the same story over and
over again. " I do not feel well; I am
•o tired all the time ! *'
isj Aa teAkDonald
LINCOLN'S NOBILITY.
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Mr Somervtlle Harrah laughed, a
ak>w lit!* laugh deep In hta throat.
"Blew vour Innocent soul—be a pie-
chnh patnteh* Not In a thouaand
crooked spur track fronting the ahan-
ties blue wood smoke is curling lazily
upward from the kitchen car of a coa-
st ruction train
All sight long the hosemary, drawn
yeah*. m> deah Virginia He Is a rail- by the speediest of mountain-climbing
road man. and a rtght good one at that, locomotlvee. had atormed onward and
V^aveh me with the name again. NVtu-1 upwgr* from the vallev of th* Grand
teh. did you aajr? through black flefiles and anWl^ the
No, Wlnton - Mr John Wlnton " , shrugged shoulders of the mighty
"D d devil!' gritted the Rajah. smtt-' peaks to find a resting-place in the
ing the hand-rail with his clenched fist *hlte-r bed dawn on the siding at Ar-
' liah' I beg your pahdon. my .lash*-* >gea\loe. The lightest of sleepers. \"Ir-
a meah allp of the tongue ' And (V*11* **** '•hen the special
to the full as satagely. By heaven I **• leasing wUjgh Carbonate, and
hope that train will fly the track and drawing the bffth curtain she had lain
ditch him before ever he cornea within for kOhrf worthing t%e solemn proces-
ordermg distance of the work la k>n of cilffa *nd Qqpks wheeling In
Qua ta Cretk canyon!" stately and orderly array against the
"Why. I'nolo Homerviu* how «tn- >ohy background of sky Vo*. ta the
"He that t* slow to anger." says the
proverb, "is better than the mighty,
and he that ruleth his spirit than he
that tsketh a city." Great as was his
self-control in other matters, nowhere
did M- Lincoln's slowness to anger
and nobility of apirit show itself more
than in his dealings with the genersls
of the rtvtl war. He had been elected
president. Congress had gtw>n him
power far noeedlng tha^ wfchh liy \
president hM a*erk exerriegd
As prtslden; he w^s al*r> comma: it
la-chief of th* army and navy of the
I'm ted Kates By Mnclsinatton he
eould call f^nh gT^fjfrates, and he
conld order to go wher
ever he chose toWrt them; bet even
he had no power to make generals with
the grn!ua and the training neeesaary
to lead them Instantly to success. He
had to srork with the materials at
hand, and one by one he tried the men
who teemed beat fitted for the task,1
giving each his fullest trust and every '
•Id his power They were a* eager
tor victory and as earn sat of purpose
aa hfcnsalf. bu: ta every case some mis-
fortune or some fault marred the re-
salt, until thenoestry grew weary with
waiting: dtaroaitageaaeot oveiefchdowed
hope. snd jnisfclvtng almost engulfed
his own strong aoul—Helen Nlooiav
In St. Nicholas.
More than likely you speak the sai6e
worda yourself, and no doubt you fe«l
far from well. The cense msy be easily
traced to some derangement of the As-
male organs which manifests itself fta
depression of spirits, reluctance to gb
anywhere or do anything, backache,
bearing-down pains, flatulencv. nerv-
ousness. sleeplessness, or other fe-
male weakness.
These symptoms are but warnings
that there is danger ahead, and unless
heeded a life of suffering or a serkww
operation is the inevitable result
The never fsiling reroe.lv for all these
symptoms is Lydia E. Pinkham'a Veg-
etable Compound.
Miss Kste McDonald of Woodbridffe
N. J., writes:
Dear Mrs. Pinkham-
" Restored health has meant so nrarh to me
H*1 from telling about it fcr
the sake of other suflWing wronrn
'.For ***}£* offered untold amy
with a female trouble and irrpguWritfaa,
whk-h mails me a phvsfeal wreck, and no me
thought I would recover, but Lvdia E Flub-
jtachtor-ln ? RSkhS
has under her direction, and since her
women frr
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Haa Fewest Doctors,
Roaala haa the fewest doctert of an>
civ lilted country
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