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THE GRANITE ENTERPRISE
EB OF
By CYRUS TOWNSEND BRADY
Father and Son
Here Is a Powerful Story of Failure and Sacrifice and Love and Courage and Success
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Colonel Illlngwortb bad dismissed
II rat)* from his mind bmuM he hated
bin. linen Illlngworth refrained
from talking about him to ber father
b«riUM aba lov*d him. Ho tb*y w*r*
rtever la aarh other's prtimrf without
thinking of tba man. Thla was a
a«>ur. - of gre«t Irrttatlnn to tba father.
On occasion ba almoat found himself
•t the point of aboutlog at bla daugh-
ter to talk about him. And that she ao
carefully avoided tha subject and aa
tba avoldanc* was ao obviously In ac-
cordant'* with bla own wish, tha re-
straint Irritated him tha mora. Tha
fact that they both aought ao carefully
to maintain tha old relationship mud*
It mora Impossible. For relationships
which are primarily founded on love
cannot ba maintained by constraint
without the weakening of the great
force upon which tbelr tenure had pre-
viously depended. There la nothing
Ilka concealment to Impair and weak-
en a tie unless It be a ban I Prohibi-
tions rarely prohibit.
Still there remained a deep and abid-
ing affection between father am!
daughter and they managed aomehow
to get along outwardly much aa before.
Indeed Colonel Illlngworth waa more
kind and considerate than ever to hla
daughter, and ahe repaid him with
more than usual care and devotion.
Tha very fact that ahe seemed to have
a-ccpted the altuatlon and obeyed the
law be hud laid down guve him some
compunctions of conscience. On that
account, perhaps, he had been the more
willing to accede to her request to take
Shurtllff Into hla employ. In no way
waa Shurtllff responallile for the fail-
ure of the bridge or for any mlatake
tn the calculations of the Meades, and
ShurtlllT was an Invaluable man, not
only for an engineer but for the preal-
dent of the Martlet Bridge company.
He waa familiar with the subjects
that Colonel Illlngworth discussed and
wrote about, lie was Intelligent and
reliable to the last degree, his reputa-
tion for steadiness and discretion un-
questioned, and he was marvelously ef-
ficient In his subordinate position. The
colonel, having first tried him out, had
advanced him rapidly after learning
his worth. He was now his private
aecretary. Shurtllff being an old bach-
alor without kith or kin, and not orig-
inally fond of women, found himself
suddenly In touch with one of the
sweetest and kindest, as well as the
youngest nnd most beautiful of a sex
about which he knew nothing.
Hla new position naturally brought
him Into close touch with the colonel.
The old mnn transacted a good deal
■pf his business In his own house.
Shurtllff was frequently there. Under
other circumstances Helen Illlngworth
would have treated him with that fine
and gracious courtesy which she ex-
tended to everyone with whom she
came In contact, but she would not
have especially Interested herself In
him. She would not have made him
the object of the delicate attention and
given him the careful consideration
which would have completely turned
the head of a younger and more sus-
ceptible mnn.
There had been a prejudice In Shurt-
Uff's mind against women in general,
ftnd Helen ' Illlngworth in particular.
He had quickly realized that she above
all persons had the greatest Interest
In disproving Meade's statement and
his own and In laying the blame for
the failure of the bridge where It be-
longed on the shoulders of the patron
to love whom had been the habit of his
life. Therefore the old secretary was
constantly on his guard lest he be
trapped Into admissions or actions
WhlcL might be used to discredit the
older Meade and convict the two con-
spirators.
But Helen Illlngworth was far too
clevei to allow any inkling of such a
design to appear. Not the remotest
hint of such a purpose did she betruy.
She deliberately set about to win the
old man's regard and respect and per-
haps eventually his affection. She had
the ordering of her father's household,
of course. That was a matter in which
the colonel concerned himself not at
all so long as things went smoothly,
as they always did. He was a little
astonished at her treatment of Shurt-
llff, but the old secretary was at heart
a gentleman, and there was no reason
why. If Helen chose to Include him
among her friends and Invite him to
dinner and otherwise make him wel-
come In the house, she should not do
ao. And In his dry, precise way Shurt-
llff was rather likable. He was touched |
and flattered by her kindness, and In
spite f his suspicions, which gradu-
ally grew less, by the way, he exerted
himself to show his appreciation and
to bear himself seemingly In his new j
life.
Colonel Illlngworth had no suspi-
cious whatsoever that there had been
any conspiracy to suppress the truth
and shift the blame. True, his daugh-
ter had protested on that fatal day
that she did not believe Meade and
Shurtllff. hut that was In the exdte-
meui of the moiueui and understand-
able In view of her plighted troth.
Helen had never diixtiwtil flint wilt
Win : «*ve>i the er* iiuue vt l «< efe^l-
a**r brief banned. waa si I eat. Mb*
waa wis* enough not to try to worry
or bother ber father with arguments
on that point, to which. of (iwrw. be
would not hav* listened la any event.
Accordingly the conference* with
Itodaey bad never been brought to bis
notice. There was ao us* Mining up
trouble and strife. Tbrre waa no nerea-
slty even to discuss It wltb ber father
until sh* had found more proof. Mo
b* at least bad no suspicious as to ber
treatment of Mburtllff. II* could not
se* any end to t>* gained and therefor*
b* Jumped to tb* conclusion that there
waa none.
In course of time, as Mlsa Ming-
worth never referred to Mead* In th*
secretary's presence, all his mistrust
disappeared. Finally be even brought
The Old Man Got to Thinking of H«r
as a Daughter.
up the subject of Meade's whereabouts
of his own motion. Although the girl
was fairly wild to talk and ask ques-
tions she had wit and resolution
enough to change the subject when It
had been first broached and for many
times thereafter.
Helen Illlngworth was fighting for
the reputation of the man she loved
nnd for her own happiness, and she
was resolved to neglect no point In the
game. She partook in a large measure
of her father's capacity, but she add-
ed to his somewhat blunt and mili-
tary way of doing things the Infinite
tact of woman, stimulated by a grow-
ing, overwhelming devotion to her ab-
sent lover. She cherished that feeling
for him in any event and would have
done so but the whole situation was so
charged with mystery and surcharged
with romance that it made the most
powerful and stimulating appeal to
her.
She lived to vindicate Meade and
she bent every effort toward that end.
She did not overdo it, either. Final-
ly, as he himself continued to press
the subject upon her, she made no se-
cret to Shurtllff of her devotion to the
younger Meade, her sorrow that he had
made such a declaration, and her de-
termination to wait for him. She was
always careful to end every conversa-
tion by saying that she knew her out-
look was perfectly hopeless and that
she could expect nothing except sor-
row until the younger Meade was re-
habilitated. She so contrived mntters,
while constantly affirming her feeling
for Meade, as to let Shurtllff Infer
that she was convinced that he had
been telling the truth In what he had
said.
After a time she deftly appealed to
him to know If he could not help her
discover the truth she tactfully main-
tained even In face of the evidence that
Shurtllff had given. And she did this
In such an adroit way tbat Shurtllff
became convinced that she did not con-
nect him with any willful deception,
and that she believed that he was de-
luded himself and occupied the posi-
tion of nn innocent abettor. And Shurt-
liff. In his strange, old, self-contained
way, finally grew to like Helen Illlng-
worth exceedingly. Indeed he started
In his work with natural antagonism
to Colonel Illlngworth, and when he
sensed, as he very soon did, the dif-
ference tlint had arisen between father
and daughter, he espoused the cause of
the latter. He was the kind of a man
who bad to devote himself to some-
body. "'He began to wonder If there
was Rpy way to secure the girl's hap-
piness without betraying the elder
Meade.
She compassed the secretary, who
was, of course, old enough to be her
father, with sweet observances nnd he
found It Increasingly hard to keep true
to his falsehood. Now she was cap-
able of fascinating bigger personalities
than Shurtllff. although she cared lit-
tle for tlict power and rurely exercised
It. The old man actually got to think-
ing of her as a daughter. Sometimes
when they bud an hour together he
found himself seconding her arguments
for the Innocence of the younger
Umilc. for she bad pmrressed that far
b> nlib little details which his
knowledge Kiel eVtM-rieUC* of til* two
m*n could sapply. Trifling In them-
self** as war* th**« contributlona. as
Itodney pointed oat when she repeated
then to him. they nevertheless added
something la lb* romulatlv* fore* of
th* argument ao laboriously built op
by th* friend and woman. And they
w*r* decidedly Indicative of a growing
mental condition on th* part of Mburt-
llff from which much might ba hoped
and expected.
Hut Mburtllff could not bring him-
self to com* out boldly and confeaa,
and bla failure to do that mad* him
mor* and more miserable. At first hla
conscience hsd been entirely clear. Ha
had viewed his conduct tn the light of
a nobl* sacrifice for the great man.
Now be began to question: Waa It
right to blast the futur* of th* living
for the sake of the fame of the deadT
Probably he would have questioned
that eventually without regard to
Helen Illlngworth. but when be began
to grow fond of the woman and when
be realised, as she unmistakably dla-
cloaed It to him. that her own happi-
ness was engaged and that he w as not
only ruining the career of a man but
wrecking the life and crushing tha
heart of an entirely Innocent woman,
he had a constant battle royal wltb
himself to pursue bis course and to
keep silent
Vet such Is the character of a tqp>-
perament like that of Shurtllff. nar-
rowed and contracted by a single pas-
sion of life and lacking the breadth
which comes from Intercourse with
men and women, that his compunctions
of conscience only made him the more
resolved. The lonely, henrt-broken old
man swore that he would never tell.
The young man could go his own gnlt
and work out his own salvation, or be
damned. If he must. The woman's
heart might break, pitiful as that
would be, but he would never tell. He
was as unhappy In that determination
as any other man fighting against his
conscience must Inevitably be.
Sometimes looking at the misery In
the old man's face (for on his counte-
nance his heart wrote his secret),
Helen Illlngworth experienced com-
punctions of conscience of her own.
which she told to Rodney in default
of other confessor. That fine young
man appreciated fully the woman's
feelings and understood her keen sen-
sibilities, and his comprehension was a
great comfort to her. He encouraged
her to persevere. Since It was only
through Shurtllff that the truth could
be established, she must not fnlter
nor reject any fair and reasonable
means to gain his whole confidence
and make him speak. It was, after
all, simply a question of whether the
game was worth the candle. How best
could they expose or fight a deceit?
And that the deception was for a noble
purpose and to serve a laudable end in
the minds of the deceivers did not
alter that fact.
"You are doing nothing In the least
degree dishonorable, Miss Illlngworth."
said Kodney, reassuringly. "Woman's
wiles have been her weapons since
the Stone Age."
"But I do feel compunctions of con-
science occasionally."
"Personally I think you are abunt-
antly Justified." urged Rodney.
"Yes, to establish the truth, to give
the man I love his good name would
Justify more than this," she replied,
"and yet"—she smiled faintly—"my
conscience does hurt me a little. The
old man Is beginning to love me."
"That's the reason it hurts you," said
Rodney. "When he loves you enough
he will do anything you want, as I
wonld—"
The young man stopped, looked long
at her, and then turned away with a lit-
tle gesture of—was It appeal or re-
nunciation? He was too loyal to his
friend to speak, but he could not con-
trol everything. The tone of his voice,
the look* In his eyes, his quick avoid-
ance of her, told the woman a little
story. They had been very closely as-
sociated. these two. Rodney also had
not had much advantage of woman's
society, certainly not of a woman like
Helen Illlngworth. She had given him
her full confidence In the Intimacy.
He .was a man. He loved like others.
She was too fond of him. too great,
too true a woman to pretend.
"Mr. Rodney." said the girl, laying
her hand on his arm as though to re-
strain him. "that way madness lies."
"Miss Illlngworth." said Rodney,
turning and facing her, his Hps firm-
ly compressed, his eyes shining. "I'm
devoted to Bert Meade and to you"—
he lifted her hand from his arm nnd
kissed It—"and I'm going to do every-
thing for your hnpplness."
Brave words and he said them more
bravely.
"I understand." said the woman,
"and I honor you for your loyalty to
your friend and your devotion to me.
Loyalty is not always the easiest
thing on earth. I know."
"Yon make It easy for me because
you understand."
So the fall and winter were filled
with Interest to Helen Illlngworth and
there was In her days no lack of h->t>e.
Every Saturday the flower* that Meade
had arranged for s| oke words of love
to her and hade her not forget, al-
though that waa admonition she did
not need.
That was th* only meaasge that ah*
received from her lover. Ha ^ d
drop(>ed oat of sight completely. They
caused search to b* mad* for him.
■ought tidings of him In *v*ry poeatbl*
way. but In vain. Her heart almoat
broke sometimes at th* separation. Mb*
bad confidence enough In her power
over him, and In her wotnan'a wit. lo
feel that If all* had only another op-
portunity sh* might learn tb* truth,
force It from blm, constrain him to tell
It, becaua* she loved him I
CHAPTER XVII.
One* More Unto tha Warfc.
The Martlet Bridge company had
Anally weathered the storm, although
It waa, of course, not Intrusted with
the new International bridge which was
about to be commenced. When Ber-
tram Meade read of the new undertak-
ing, It cut him to the heart. Tbla
time there would be no mistake. In
the necessity of recouping Its fortune*,
the Martlet Bridge company entered
upon an even wider career. The direc-
tors took contracts which they had
hitherto disdained because they were
comparatively unimportant, and th"y
bid on operations which they had
hitherto left to competitors. They were
building the great steel viaduct by the
town of Coronado below the dam, and
they had already built the splendid
steel arch that spanned the ravine,
here almost a gorge. In the valley of
the Kicking Horse to the eastward of
the big mesa.
After Christmas, Colonel Bllngworth
decided to make another of his tours of
Inspection, and as Helen was not look-
ing particularly well from the strain
under which she was laboring, he of-
fered to take her with him, especially
as he was going to the far Southwest,
where the weather would be mild and
pleasant, to inspect the growing via-
duct and the completed arch. She
gladly availed herself of the permis-
sion. There was always a possibility,
albeit a most remote one, that she
might bear of Meade. That it might be
well to Invite a representative of The
Engineering News, to wit, Rodney, to
accompany them, ao that the really
splendid work the Martlet company
was doing might be made widely
known. The party consisted of the
father and daughter, Curtiss, the chief
engineer, Doctor Severence, the vice
president and financial man, and Rod-
ney.
Now Helen Illlngworth had not the
least reason In the world to suspect
that Bertram Meade was In any way
connected with this engineering proj-
ect, but Rodney had pointed out and
had Imbued her with his own belief
that sooner or later, when Meade was
found, he would be found engaged in
engineering In some capacity.
"It's in his blood," said Rodney. "He
can no more keep away from It than
he can stop breathing. He can't do
anything else. Somewhere he's at the
Helen Illlngworth Stood on the Steps
of the Private Car.
old Job. It might be in America, and
It might be out there at Coropndo, or
It might be In South Aiqerica, Europe,
Asia, or—"
"1 wonder if we can't find out nil the
engineering work that Is being done in
the world and send representatives to
seek him," said Helen Illlngworth.
Rodney laughed.
"To hunt that wny would be like
hunting a needle In a haystack. I cau-
not bid you hope that he Is there: in
fact, I think It Is most unlikely that
he would be any place near where the
Martlet people are operating, but
there's a chance, even If only the faint-
est one."
Well, women's hearts can bitl'd a
great deal on a faint chance. They nre
| calculated for the forlorn hope. And
so Helen Illlngworth stood on the steps
of the private car as It rolled across
the mile-long temporary bridge at Coro-
nado. and scanned the workmen
grouped on one side of the truck, their
work suspended for a moment that the
train might ino" « n the w-«M«leti < rea-
, tllng. lu hop* that ahe could see In
one of lhem tb* maa sh* loved and
•ought. And Itodney stood by ber Md*.
equally Interested, searching th* crowd
with his glance, also.
There waa nothing In th* town to at-
tract Helen out of th* car. She bad
visited West and Hontbw*at many
time*. Colonel Illlngworth. with Itod-
ney and Meverence. there left the train.
Miss Illlngworth derided to go Into the
hills and get away from th* arid and
heated plains. A siding had "been built
near tb* steel arch under the slope of
tb* hill from which th* bug* mesa
aros*. within two miles of th* dam.
and th* car was to b* placed there.
The men left behind would use the pri-
vate car of tb* division superintendent
of the railroad when they had ended
their several tasks.
It had been raining dismally during
the afternoon, and when the car was
detached and switched to th* siding
and left up In tb* hills some twenty
tnllea from the town. It was too wet
and uncomfortable to leave It. Dis-
regarding the downpour, however, Cur-
tiss. who had come up with It, made
a very careful Investigation of the
completed bridge, which more than
surpassed his expectations In Its ap-
pearance of sturdy grace, as well as
In the evidences of careful workman-
ship In Its erection.
That evening the special engine
pushed the other private car up from
the valley, bringing the people who
had Inspected the bridge. A few more
weeks would complete the great via-
duct Everything was proceeding In
the most satisfactory way and Colonel
Illlngworth was very much elated over
the situation.
"Who would have thought" be said
as they sat down to dinner In the
brightly lighted observation room,
"that it would rain in this country at
this season of the year?"
"It will probab'y be over by tomor-
row morning," observed Rodney.
"If It continued long enough and
rained hard enough, that dam would
have to be looked after. We'll go over
und see It tomorrow," said the colonel
cheerfully.
"What would happen If It gave
way?" asked his daughter.
"It would flood the valley, sweep
away .the town, and—" he paused.
"Well, fatherr
"Ruin the bridge."
"We can't afford to have another
failure after the International," said
Severence.
Now there was a newcomer at the
table, a big rancher named Winters,
whom Rodney had met In the town
and had Introduced to Colonel Illlng-
worth. The latter had Invited him to
dinner and to stay the night In the
extra sleeper, and Winters, who had
particular reasons for wanting to talk
with Rodney and to meet Miss Illlng-
worth, had accepted.
"You can count on Its stopping," he
said at last "My ranch is a hundred
miles to the north of here. I heard
Rodney was with your party, and as
he was an old classmate of mine—In
fact tny best friend at Harvard along
with Bert Meade"—and the mention of
the forbidden name caused quick
glances to be passed around the table,
but raised no comment—"the chance of
seeing him brought me down here. I
know the weather along this whole
section of the country; It's the dryest
place on earth, and I would almost of-
fer to swallow all the rain that will
fall after this storm spends Itself."
"Well, that's good," said Curtias, "be-
cause I've heard that the dam lacks
very little of completion, but that the
spillway has been delayed."
"You'll find that the storm has bro-
ken In the morning," said Winters con
fidently.
After dinner Colonel Illlngworth, de-
sirous of talking business, called the
men of the party, except Rodney and
Winters, back Into the observation
room of the other car, leaving the two
men with Helen.
"Mr. Shurtllff," said Helen, as the
men stepped out on the platform, the
secretary following, since his employer
had intimated his services might be
needed. "If you can, I wish you would
come back here as soon as possible."
"Certainly, Miss Rlingworth," said
the secretary, "Immediately, If your
father Bails that he does not need me."
"Rod," said Winters when they were
alone, "I'd go a long way to see you,
but I might as well be frank. I did
not come down these hundred miles,
leaving my ranch In the dead of winter
with all Its possibilities of mishap to
the cuttle, simply to see you, or even
Miss Illlngworth here, although she Is
worth It," he went on with the frank
bluntness of a western man.
"Of course you didn't" said Rodney,
smiling. "I know I'm not a sufficient
attraction."
"I came to talk about Meade."
"Mr. Winters." said Helen, clasping
her hands over her knees and lean-
ing forward, "if you know anything
til out him, where he Is, what he Is
doing, how he fares. Is he well, does
be think of—I beg you to tell me."
"Miss Illlngworth. there Is nothing
I wou'd refuse to tell you If It rested
with me."
-I don't mind confessing to you. you
are such old friends, you and Mr. Rod-
ney. and ao d*voted to •*. that I aa
worrying—"
"Too need my nothing mora. Mim
Illlngworth. I know all about th* *t
at ion. ltodn*y wrota m* and—"
"Well. then, you ood*rstand ay —m-
lety. my reason for askingr
-I do.-
-And yon will tell «*r
"I wish to heaven I could."
•Can't yon tell na anything?*
"Well. yea. 1 can."
"What?"
"It may b* a breach of confidence."
"I'd take tb* risk." said th* girl. Mr
bosom heaving. Waa ah* at laat about
to hear from ber lov*r?
"Know where be Is, old man?" ask*d
Itodney.
"I think so—not sure, but—"
"Where r—from th* woman, breath-
lessly.
"I didn't agree to tell you that"
"What then?"
"AH I can say Is that after the death
of his father h* turned up at my rant*
one day some live months ago and told
me his story."
"What!" exclaimed Rodney. "Did
he tell you he was innocent?"
| "Not at first U* told m* ha waa
guilty." _
"But you didn't believe him, did
you?" asked the woman Impulsively.
'I certainly did not"
•Why not?"
'Well. I don't know why. I Jw*
didn't that's all. I know Meade. I
know him well. I know his make-up.
We get accustomed to slslng ap a
man's actions out West here, and It
didn't take me longer than It rook
him to tell the story to know that It
wasn't true."
"Oh, thank yon for that" nald tha
woman.
'But our beliefs are not evidence.
Dick." Interposed Rodney.
"We can't prove it and thsfa ths
point I told him." continued Winter*,
"that It was a da—darned lie—I beg
your pardon. Miss Illlngworth. I mean
I told him that it was not true and that
he was a fool for sticking to It and—
er—he—admitted—I—er," floundered
Winters, suddenly realising that ha
was on the eve of a breach of confi-
dence and checking himself Just In
time. "In fact, the subject was painful
to him,'and I let him alone, which la
what we generally do to a man who
doesn't want his affairs Inquired Into
too closely," Winters ended lamely,
realizing how near he had come to
betraying his friend's confidence and
telling of Meade's own admission that
he had said what he had to save tha
fame and honor of the father.
"Well, what next?" asked Rodney,
understanding as did Helen Illlng-
worth herself the ranchman's hesita-
tion, and respecting It although tha
unavoidable inference gave her great
Joy.
"He hung around the ranch for n
month or six weeks to get his balance.
He was pretty badly broken up. I'm
a bachelor myself and don't know
much about those things, but I can
say that he loved you, Miss Bllngworth.
more than life Itself."
"But not more than the reputation of
his father," she said with a little tinge
of bitterness.
"Well, I take it he looked at that aa
a matter of honor. You know a man's
got to keep his ideals of honor."
"Even at the expense of a woman's
heart?" said the girl.
"It sounds hard, but I guess we've
got to admit that But that's neither
here nor there," he continued, gliding
over the subject, "the point is I found
that he had to fight it out himself, and
I mainly let him alone. I gave him a
horse and gun and turned him loose tn
the wilds. Best place on earth for a
man In his condition. Miss Illlngworth.
You can go out into the wilderness and
get nearer to God there than any
place I know of. He came back finally,
turned In his gun, borrowed the horse,
bade me good-by, and said he was go-
ing out to make a new start"
"Where did he go? Which way?"
"He was headed south when I saw
him last, and all this lay in his way."
"You mean—?" cried the woman.
"He may be here?" said Rodney.
Winters nodded.
"I have thought so. It's only a
guess, of course, and probably a poor
one. But when I read In the papers
that Colonel Illingworth was coming
here, and that you were along, and
Miss Illingworth. I thought I'd Just
take a run down here and see what
could be done."
"Oh, I'm so glad you have come."
"lie's not working on the bridge,"
said Rodney.
"How do you know. Rod?"
"I examined all the pay -oils, and
none of them bears his name."
"He wouldn't work under his own
name in the Martlet Bridge .company,"
said the woman.
"Certainly not That was >nly my
first step. I went around among the
workmen, too, and I got a look at every
one of them. I'm sure he's not there."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Clock Struck One
Horrid Bore—"1 rise by an alarm
clock." Pretty Girl—"1 retire by one.
There U go*e bow I"—Judge.
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The Granite Enterprise. (Granite, Okla.), Vol. 18, No. 25, Ed. 1 Friday, October 26, 1917, newspaper, October 26, 1917; (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc280937/m1/3/: accessed April 25, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.