Cimarron Valley Clipper (Coyle, Okla.), Vol. 21, No. 50, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 13, 1922 Page: 3 of 4
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SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER X.—Looking over liig Mus-
keg. a geemingly impassable swamp In
the path of the Mlssatlbi railroad, Joe
Bostoi k, builder oi the line, and Wilton
Carruthers, chief of engineers, are con-
sidering the dl cultles. A rifle shot In
Btantly kills Bostock and breaks Car
ruthers ann Handicapped as he is, Cai
ruthers determines to carry the body to
r station of the Hudson's Bay company
ivhere one McDonald is the factor.
CIJA^TER II.—McDonald 3 daughter,
Molly, sees Carruthere struggling in the
muskeg and drags him from the swamp,
with his burden. Unaocountably, her
father objects to her saving Carruthers.
CHAPTER III.—Weakened by his wound
and exertions, Carruthers is disturbed by
the appearance of Tom BQwyer, Rostock's
business rival and personal enemy. Bow-
yer Insults Molly, and Camithers strikes
him After Bowyer leases, Carruthers
declares hla love for Molly She prom-
ises to be hla wife.
CHAPTER IV.—Carruthers has to reach
the town of Clayton to attend a meeting
at which Bostock’s enemies plan to wrest
control of the Mlssatlbl fropn him Molly
determines to go with him
CHAPTER V —Attacked by his doge
Carruthers’ life is saved by Molly, who Is
forced to kill the animals. They set out
on foot for Clayton, reaching it with
Carruthers in an almost dying condition
He is in time to foil Bostock's enemies
and keep control of the line fdf Mrs
Bostock.
CHAPTER VI.—Carruthers learns that
Bostock has hypothecated five hundred
shares of the Mlssntlbl Jeopardizing his
control of the line
CHAPTER VII.—Lee Chambers, expert
engineer, hitherto associated with Bow
ysr, asks Carruthers for work, saying be
has broken with Bowyer Carruthers
rta’a
-----Bostock, Joe’s
love with carruthers
_____ _______ with _____
takes him on. Kitty
widow, deeply in love ----- -----
•though he does not realize it, comes to
live at the Big Muskeg. Circumstances
force her to avow her love Carruthers
tells her of Molly and gently repulses her
4k
They followed the fine of ballast
trucks along the narrow-gage down to
the swamp's edge. Construction upon
the foundations was well under way.
Tons of debris had been poured into
the muskeg, and had simply spread
themselves over the bottom, finding
their level like water. Soundings
taken had showed the hedluek hardly
raised iron, its level twenty feet be-
neath the surface.
Wilton and Lee Chambers had there-
fore begun the construction of trestli
work. Teams hauled bundles of logs,
bound with u chain, to the scene of
operations. The uprights for the lower
tier were driven into the ground, and
the horizontal members and diagonals
were nailed up, completing a crazy,
Shaking Structure just strong enough
to take a pair of metals at the top.
As they reached the edge of this
structure the whistle blew. The work-
men knocked off and came slowly past
them toward the camp. "Wilton and
Kitty Stood alone at the edge of the
embankment, where the flimsy struc-
ture of the trestle began.
Kitty looked at Wilton breathlessly.
“It’s wonderful, Will!” she said. "It
makes me feel so out of place and use-
■ less.”
j 'Wilton looked at her in surprise.
| “Why, how can you feel that way, Kit-
ty?” he asked reproachfully. “Hau
I have been loyal to the core to Joe!”
"Don’t say that!” she cried fiercely,
and, turning swiftly from him, began
to make her passage across the tem-
porary Sleepers. Twelve feel beneath
them the sluggish stream forced its
narrow channel through the muskeg.1
Wilton called to Kitty.
You'd better come back," he shout
ed. It isn't very secure, and you
might lose your footing.’
But she went on without, heeding
him, until she stood almost*at the end
of the shaking structure. Ii wa
dangerous place. The wind blew
strongly, sending her skirts flylug
about her, and tumbling her hair upon
I her shoulders.
| "Come back Kitty!” called Wilton
making his way across the plank- un 1
til he reached her side. He put out his’
I hand to steady her. Then he saw that ’
1 the tears were streaming down hei
cheeks,
"Why, Kitty,.what Is It?" he begged.
"I didn’t hurt *ou?”
She shook his hand from her arm
with a violent gesture, leaning back, -
and suddenly she lost her stance and]
toppled from the edge of the trdstb-'
Into the river below.
A plunge into that viscous water was
more dangerous than a fall. Wilton
realized It Instinctively. He leaped feet
first and found himself struggling In
the gluey swamp, half mud, half wa
ter. Kitty, who had fallen into the
center of the stream, appeared half a
dozen feet away, her wljite face up
turned, her hands catching for support
as the shallow current carried her to-
ward the lake
Fighting madly, Wilton detached his
limbs from the sucking mud and man
aged tu.grnsp her skirt as she drifted
past him. With a desperate effort lie
drew her to him and struggled
through the yielding muskeg until lie
was able to catch an upright of the
trestle-work.
He glanced at Kitty us he halted to
catch his breath. She lay passive In
his arms, her eyes closed ; she seemed
to lmve fainted, but she breathed eas
lly, though (piickly. Her dripping
Clothes clung to her tightly, and her
fair hair streamed over his anus.
Then, plodding through the yi -Idlng
swamp he struggled on until he
reached the shore. Kitty opened her
eves ami fixed them upon Ids.
“Thank Hod, we re all right now
sale Willi.i "It ua: a hciu- thyie in
tha! niljSM:: Voti lie quiet and nst
little, innl then well hurry back, and
you must change your things quickly
There was a quick catch of Kitty’s
. breath. “Oh, Will, you are so blind!
• she whispered. “Couldn’t you see? Are
I you going to make me tell you, Will?
Are you going to make me tell you
_ __ a
her face on fits shoulder NYirfotr; Hum
founded, hardly stirt-ed: he did not
1 know what to do.
"I'll tell you beouuse 1 see I must,"
she whispered. ’Tve always loved you,
Will. And I never cared for Joe.”
"Kitty!”#
The cry that broke from his lips
held all the anguish of his disillusion-
ment Ills face grew scarlet. He tried
to free himself, hut she clung tightly
to him *
"You've made me tell you, Will, and
you must hear me now,” she said. *’l
nev, r cured fir Joe not in that way.
He wanted me, and I thought I could
learn to love him. 1 was happy with
him, but wliSt could lie expect?" Hi
would have been old enough to have
been my father. What right had he to
marry me Ignorant ns I was of love
and of the world? 1 was happy with
I|im till I met you.
"I always loved you, Will, and It
was my right to love you. It was you
built up In your mind all that about my
loyalty to Joe. I cored for Joe in a
way, hut that was all. If you imagined
all that you did, Was I to blame for It?
Sometimes you nearly drove me crazy
with your talk about Joe, about his
work, about my loyalty to him, when
1 was hungry foi your love.
"I'm ashamed—God knows how I'm
ashamed to tell you this. You made
me Will While Joe lived I was true
to him I'm free, and you are free, and
love cannot be bound. And X don’t
cure a snap of tny fingers for the Mis
Mitiiii i care for you. I'm shameless
now, when I say this, hut you should
lime seen—you should ha’ve known.
What right had you to drone out ^our
refrain of Joe, Joe, all the day to me, ‘
when my heart was crying out for you. 1
ami you would not hear it? I want i
youi love, Will! I want you to love
me, and to take rise away from Mant- j
toba, where I’ll never hear of the Mis- ‘
>iitibi again—or Joe!"
Afterward It seemed to Wilton like i
a dreadful dream Gently he put her I
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that I love you?”
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Gently He Put Her Arnns From Hla
Neck.
arms from Ids neck, and rose tq Ids
feet. And, because the nature of tbb
man was of that simplicity that in-
stinctively understands, It was not an-
ger, hut a deep pity that filled his
heart.
“I’m sorry, Kitty,” he said. “What
you have told me makes an end of
much that I liave^planned and dreamed
of. It takes the zest out of things. It
was my fault. Let us go back.”
She looked at him with white face,
set lips and blazing eyes. She rose
without a word, declining" his hand,
and without a word they went hack
along the cleared road In the twilight
He left her at her door.
He went to his shack and sat at his
desk fur a whole .hour, his head rest-
ing heavily In his hands. All that he
had given his life to seemed broken,
in- ideals outraged; his love for Molly
was the lodestone of his life, but even
l°ve 1- net nil a man has to live for.
After a lung time he was aware of
a low tapping al his door. He rose
and opened il. Kitty stood there In the
gathering darkness. She came a few
steps mto tlie office, and stopped. ,
"\\ ill,” she said in a low voice, XT-
w*nt to ask yon to forget. It w»s t/ue
’ 1 told yon partly true. Bill 1
was overwrought and weak."
The heavy cloud that hung about
him partly lifted. Wilton grasped at
the hope she gave him ast a man, con
vlnced against his will, turns again to
his accustomed habits of thought, and
will not see.
‘‘Kitty,’’ he said, “J should have
known. I was blind. I looked for per-
fection. 1 was to blame. Let us for-
get |t all."
She answered in tlje same strained,
tqonotonous voice. ”i did lo/e Joe,"
y, I did. As much
as women mostly loVe their hdsbatids.
the love that was h!s
I gave him al. ......
right. And I do care (or the fine,
want you to wipe all memory of this
afternoon out of your mlfid Try <o
think of me as you used to.”
He.took her hands in his. "It's ali
forgotten, Kitty,’* he said. *’We won’t
thtok of It pgaln.” ,
But till that night hi3 thoughts re-
"'Ivta about that dark spot In hU
mind, which he ban barred off. as if it
had been a prison.
CHAPTER VII!
Treachery,
When Kitty left the snack she went
slowly toward her hooee. At the door
gh£Ji-Mltated and then^ tg if jt-p‘
suildeTT i - solutlTT aTc'ijm’wic hei '<
quickly I11 the direction of the port-
age.
Then j,\.,- a 1 g with two horses lie-
’ • ’• •’•dm Inside th< dooi
Tom Bow yer .was standing, and Molly
faced him. white to the lips, and rigid.
’’I’ve given youv your answer many
times,” said Molly. *
• Bowyer smiled. “No decision that
was ever made cau’t*be changed," he
retorted "Is it a crime to love you—
to wnr.t to make you my wife?
"No; but il is a crime to persecute*
me when you know you have no right
to’ask me at all.”
Tom.Bow.ver. who had cultivated hla
rages until they had mastered him,
could never refrain from falling into
the bully’s pose when he met opposi-
tion. He slammed his fist down fierce-
ly on the counter
“I’ll change your answer, Molly 1” he
cried, “Before 1 leave this store to-
night. I’ll have you at my feet, f<n- all
your pride. D—n It, It’s your pride 1
want as much as you. I want to hum-
ble you, because there’s never been
man or woman I couldn't tame sooner
or later. I’m making you an honorable
proposal. Your father's a dying man.
Anyone can see that. I want you, and
I want to take care of him for your
sake, the rest of hts days. 1 ask you
to be my wife, to come to Cold Junc-
tion with me and marry me. D’you sup-
pose he could hold liis job here an-
other day If the company ’knew he’s
paralyzed? I’ll drive him from the
portage unless you marry me and let
him take his pension and« live with
us.” *
“I tell you 'no' again!” cried Molly,
i "How many times am t to answer you?
: Will you go now?”
| He caught her by the wrists, thrust-
i lug his face forward into hers,
j She screamed in fear, and they heard
! the dragging footsteps of the factor In
, his room above. The old man felt his
j way slowly down the stairs and edged
j along the counter. There was fear In
i his sunken eyes; blit It was nnger
j made him tremble,
j “Ye go too far, Mr. Bowyer!” he
quavered. “Ye canna insult nty girl
| In my own house!"
“Get back to bed, you old fool!”
sneered Bowyer. “Didn't you do your
I own love-making?"
“If she wlnna have ye I winna sell
I her! Leave the house and do your
i worst!”
It I do, answered Bowyer, “I'll do
it. D'you mean that? Answer me,
McDonald!"
The factor sank back against the
counter and glared at him with liag
gard eyes, his gray beard brushing Ills
breast. Bowyer smiled triumphantly.
“Speak for me, McDonald,” he
jeered. "Tell her why she'd better
change her mind.”
The factor raised his head. “Molly,
lass ” ho whimpered, “It’s a grand op-
portunity lie’s offering ye. Have ye no 1
thocht of that? It’ll be a tame for ye j
in my old age, when I canna care for i
ye.”
Molly fixed her eyes In l»orror upon
McDonald. But Bowyer strode between
them.
“You’re a fine love-mgiker!” he
sneered. “Get out of tile vray!”
And, inflamed almost to madness, he
seized Molly in Ills arms :i(nd pressed
his lips to her cheek and throat again
and again.
"I guess you're not so rioy as you pre
tend, Molly,” he cried. “You wpmen i
are nil alike, after all. I never knew
one yet that wasn’t in a hurry to get
hitched up, however much she pretend-
ed to dislike it.”
The opening of the door behind b#m
made him start Kitty stood there, and
It was quite clear that she had been a
spectator of the scene. With a stran-
gled cry Molly broke from Bowyei's
grasp and ran into her room. She
dragged her bed against the door and
stood behind it, sobbing with terror
and anger. The factor leaned against
the counter a look of dull apathy on "
his face. Bowyer turned sheepishly to
Kitty.
"Well, 1 guess you caught me this
time, Mrs. Bostock," he said. ‘But, be
lng u woman, you’ll understand."
Kitty’s disgust for Bowyer held her
silent. She made the ^lightest gesture
of her head to him and went out of the
store Bowyer followed her.
"What does It mean? ’ asked Kitty.
“It means that I want Molly McDon-
ald, and I’ye never wanted any man or
woman yet that I didn’t get,” said
l Bowyer. “Make the most of it,” he
clustered. "I’ve as much right as Car-
Vulhers, havi-q’t IT’
"No," said Kitty.
“JYhy haven’t 15"
"Mr, Carruthers was first. They are
engaged."
"What's to Stop her breaking it?"
As his agitation subsided, Bowyer, a
keen judge, noticed that Kitty’s poise
was unnatural; she seemed laboring
under some suppressed emotion. He
looked quickly into her eyes and saw
that she had been crying. And then he
knew.
A slow smile spread over his face.
Kitty Bostock lmd not made Big Mus-
keg her home so long out of devotion
to the memory of Joe.
With a deliberated Imgnfise Bowyer
put out his hand aud took hers.
"I want two things, Mr*. Bostock,” .
he said "Molly McDonald, and the i
Missatioi. How many do» you want?" ]
H‘: locked at her still (more ke#nly.
'One}"
fitly said nothing, bn't there was tha
slightest tfoa of her heufi in answer,
"It’s a shame, Mrs B/osbock, that you
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