The Carter Express. (Carter, Okla.), Vol. 13, No. 37, Ed. 1 Friday, December 1, 1922 Page: 5 of 6
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THE CARTER EXPRESS
By
VICTOR ROUSSEAU
lUuitratlone by
R. H. Livingstone
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Ctpyritkl Sr Stewut KiMCoapu
CHAPTER IX—Continued.
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Now Wilton had succeeded. Rll?
bluskeg was conquered, nnd on the east
-shore the-vanguard of the line was
■driving the cleared way forward and
pegging out the wny for the metals.
Soon grading would begin. Wilton's
camp would shrink, and the engines
would be moved ahead, and—he would
have time to think.
He dreaded that. He had not seen
Molly or the factor since that night
-of the subsidence. He knew that
Bowyer had paid more than one visit
to the store, but he shrugged his
shoulders nnd put It out of his mind.
The workmen, after their months
•of arduous labor, hud begun to grow
islack. There was restiveness In the
-camp. Once or twice Wilton had seen
•signs of liquor. He detected It In the
blowing up of work ; he hud smelled It
tn the hunkhouses—the penetrating
odor of cheap alcohol, with Its sugges-
tion of gasoline.
Andersen, forestalling him, came to
him nhout the time of this discovery.
"They’re getting that rot-gut ugaln,
Mr. Carruthere,” he said. “I don’t
know where. I’m keeping my eyes
peeled, but I ain’t said nothing.”
“The best policy,” said Wilton. “The
mien have worked hard. When this Job's
finished we’ll let them slack up for
day or two. Then, we'll get down
Wo business on this proposition. But
rtf you fli.d out anything let me know
®t once.”
A few days later came the spanning
of the swninp. On the same afternoon
a summons came from the court, to-
gether with a letter from Qualn. The
-police bad at Inst picked up Paplllon
and Passepartout, and hud recovered
the rifle and transit compass. Wilton
was wanted In Clayton to give evl*
deuce against the men.
The call was opportune. Wilton had
already determined to put Into execu-
tion a plan that he had formed. It
wns low October, nnd little more than
two months remained before the loan
would be called. That would give
Bowyer the control of the Missatlbl.
Driven by the Ironical realization thnt
he wns working for Bowyer, Wilton
had resolved to go to Clayton as soon
as the trastllng wus completed, and
try to raise the money to pay Phayre.
who, he knew, would not renew the
mote.
Big Muskeg was spanned. And, on
the strength of thnt, Wilton believed
the time hud come to give Joe’s secret
to the world. He would publish far
and wide the secret of the wheat
lands. He would establish sufficient
"1 -confidence In the line to make the
•raising of a loan a possibility.
Before leaving he placed a night
.guard on duty over tile office, and nr
ranged with Andersen to have three
•or four reliable men on watch In the
event of the laborers attempting to
cross the portage. He went to Clayton
and laid Ills statement before a di-
rectors’ meeting. They beard him in
frigid silence.
“Thut’s an old story,” said Curtis,
the vice-president, when be had
• finished.
An angry wrangle followed, which
led nowhere. They flatly refused to
«pend any money on advertising. All
the while. I’hnyre, leaning back In his
chair, looked on and took no part In
the proceedings.
“It comes to this,” said Curtis Anal-
ly, thumping tbp table energetically.
“We’ll have to Increase our capital.
The delay has eaten Into our reserves.
We'll have to push straight toward
our objective, the Transcontinental.
Then we’ll have the monopoly of a
steady freighting business.”
He could not get them to listen to
,the story of the wheat lands. Wilton
wanted to advertise It widely, to open
1t up to homestenders. He had plans
for elevntors. But the directors, who
resented Kitty’s control, were dead
.against him. and he got no thanks for
what he had done.
The following morning the Sentinel
—Phnyre’s paper—came out with a
cartoon showing a widow dropping her
% mite Into a bottomless pall marked
“Mlssntlbl,” which boiled over a slow
Are of wheat stalks.
Somebody had betrayed the secret,
thus forewarning Bowyer and ennbllng
him to o|>en .ils campaign to deride IL
But Wilton would not open bis mind
to suspicion.
He look counsel with Jim Betts.
The old man was frankly pessimistic.
"It looks to me,” hr ruminated, “as
them two snakes'll get the line.
Joe must have been mad, or mighty
bard put, when he hypothecated them
shares." He turned to Wilton. “What
d'ye want to worry about It for, any-
way?" he asked. “If Joe took a chance
like that, he couldn’t have felt too
strong about It.”
He laid his hand on Wilton’s
shoulder. “Whisky’s good,” he said
in his odd way. "So’s ginger pop.
But the mixture’s h—II. So's women
and business, boy. I’d help ye with
that loan If I could see mj way. But
1 can’t I’ve been stung too bad al-
ready, nnd I’ve got a grandson to
look ufter. Ye’d better make terms
with Phayre.”
This wns one of “ie worst blows
thnt had fallen. If Betts had lost
faith, who would have kept It? He
understood the allusion to Kitty. Betts
thought he wns In love with her. Then
so must other people. ^
He wap due at the court that dny.
nnd gave his evidence. The half-
breeds received eucli six months In
the penitentiary—a light sentence, on
the Jury’s recommendation. Afterward
Wilton had a talk with Qualn.
The two men hud sullenly refused
to give any reason for their flight. If
the outlaw Hackett had advised them,
they did not put In that plen.
The Jury had believed that one of
them had accidentally shot Joe, and
thnt this had been the cause of their
disappearance. So did Qualn, ap-
parently.
“I’m nfrnld, Will, that we can’t hope
for anything fresh upon that subject,”
he said.
This business done. Wilton went to
see Kitty, swallowing his pride. After
all. It was for Joe that he was plead-
ing. Kitty received him In the old
friendly manner, with a touch of re-
serve thnt should have put him on his
guard. But he began eagerly.
‘Kitty,’’ he snld, “you know we’ve
crossed the Muskeg."
Then Kitty showed her claws.
“1 was so glad when I heard of It.
Will,” she said. “You’ve been trying
to do thnt all the summer, bnveu't
you?"
Why—yes, of course," said Wilton,
looking at her In astonishment.
She put her hand on his arm with n
caressing gesture. “Do tell me what
n muskeg Is. Will,” she snld. “I’ve
heard you speak of it so often, and I
can never remember the meaning of
those words."
And with thnt the last of Wilton's
Illusions fell from him. leaving him
face to face with stark reality. He
fuced Kitty very gently.
“Kitty, listen to me now," he said.
“I’ve been la this game; for Joe—and
for you. When Joe died I snw that
we’d have to flght hard to keep the
line. I saw a lot of money In It, later,
nnd meanwhile you’d have enough -to
live on, so that we could use your
capita^ nnd your control to carry out
Joe’s plans."
“Yes, Will,” snld Kitty, with the
air of one who listens wearily to a
lesson.
“Joe’s borrowing on those shares has
changed everything. The loan has to
be repaid before the year Is out. If
it isn’t, you lose the line. They’ll
wreck It, and they’ll wreck your for-
tune, and that of the other Investors.
Then they’li reconstruct. When the
line has censed to have any value at
all, Bowyer and Phayre will have a
new fine of their own. Do you under-
stand?"
“I’m trying to. Will,” snld Kitty.
“But whnt do you want me to do?"
“I’m proposing this for your sake,
Kitty. If you sell your property' In
Winnipeg you can raise three or four
hundred thousand. I believe I could
borrow the rest. That will meet
Phayre's loan, and you'll bold the line.
It’s the only way, because no bank
would lend you money on the rest
of your shares now, after Bowyer’s
campaign against us. And he's mnde
the most of the subsidence. It's
speculative—what I'm suggesting. But
Joe would have done It. And In a
few yenrs It’ll mean millions.”
“Are you sure, Will?” asked Kitty,
eagerly.
“Not sure, Kitty, but nearly sure.’
“Will, you are Joe’s executor. Do
you advise me to take that risk?'
“No I" said Wilton sharply.
“Rut you Inst snld—’’
“As Joe’s executor, I can't It’s not
sound business. An executor dares
not advise throwing away a certainty
for a speculation. As Joe’s executor—
no I"
“Then why did you ndvlse me to?”
asked Kitty Innocently.
“Because I thought you cared for
the line, Kitty. Because I thought
you shared Joe's dream for the future
of the Missatlbl. I thought that, even
If you lost, you’d have your house
here, and your forty thousand, and
you'd feel—that you'd, done what Joe
would have wanted. As your executor
I say. sell out to Phayre before It’a
too late. At least—at least—"
He could get no further. Kitty looked
up Into his face. “Will, I know how
you feel.” she said softly. “I'm so
sorry. I've done what you wanted..
Will. But 1 haven’t done It for Joe.
I’ve done It for you. Will, you’ve
made your own obstacles. You’ve
never understood me. It's you 1 want
to help; It's you 1 wunt my mouey
for, Will."
Afterward Wilton could not Imagine
how be had found strength to resist
her. With Molly lost, Jim Betts him-
self counseling surrender, and Kitty
caring nothing for the line, why did
he not let It go? In that black hour
file temptation of her presence, the
human love that was his for the tak-
ing, screamed their weak counsel In
his ears.
It "ray have been the flber of Puritan
ancestors, or simply the Inborn Instinct
to flgh. to the end, that gave him his
strength. But he did not know how
he left her till he {pund himself in the
street
He went to the bank, the last place,
and the last, hopeless effort, fore-
doomed to failure. He went Into
Phayre’s office.
"Good morning, Mr. Carruthers,”
said the president. “What can I do for
you?”
“Big Muskeg's bridged," snld Wil-
ton. “That shculd send up the value of
the shares. I suggest that you renew
Mr. Bostock's loan when It falls due."
“My dear Mr. Carruthers, that’s a
queer proposition to make to me!”
said Phayre. "You’re not a simple-
ton. Need I say anything more?”
“You know the collateral Is good."
“Good? It’s splendid I I only wish
all our paper was as reliable.”
“Well? Other banks may think the
same—”
“But they won’t,” snld Phayre, smil-
ing. “In ten years, when those wheat
lands are In bearing, this will be the
newest granary of Canada. Only,
they don’t know It."
“How do you know It, then?"
Phayre chuckled and began to drum
his Angers on the desk.
“You pledged your word to the di-
rectors," he answered. “Of course,
there were rumors of It before. But
your word Is good enough for me. Mr.
Carruthers. I'm a booster for Clayton.
don’t know wliul bis |>ower ovei yinI
Is, but he mustn't come here again I"
A few days later Bowyer went In to
Clayton and, by chance, hls visit cola
elded with Wilton’s.
When Wilton left her house, Kitty
sank down Into a chair, clasping and
unclasping her Angers nervously. The
flret time when WtPon had repulsed
her, she had been too humiliated and
conscience-stricken to bear him resent-
ment Her visit to Molly had been u
sudden evil Impulse, which, when doue,
she had ntteinpted to Justify.
She hud. of course, succeeded, i
Gradually she had begun to look upon i
herself as a deeply wronged woman,
When a woman loves, lov- Is Its own
Justlflcatlon for acts done In Its name, !
On the second occasion of her ad-
vances to Wilton she snw by Instinct I
that she had almost conquered. She
saw, too, thut, having lost, she had
lost forever. She might win Wilton
yet. but never In that way.
Now she would go to any lengths
to oust Molly. Molly had never writ-
SPENT HALF HER
TIME IN BED
Fanner’s Wife Tells How Lydia E.
Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound
Made Her a Well Woman
Carter’s Creek, Tenn. — “Three years
ago I was almost an invalid. I spent
half of my time in
any one who is younger and as I am a
ten to her since her departure, and she farmer’s wife I have plenty to do for I
did not even know If her scheme had
succeeded In estranging her from Wil-
ton. But she Inferred success from
Wilton's benring. He had not looked
like a successful lover.
Bitterly she reHected on her mar-
riage with Joe. She had never loved
Joe. but neither had she hated him.
She had loved Wilton, and, bound hy
tradition and social cl cumstances, she
had concealed It. Then—Joe hud died.
Everything had seemed possible. And
Wilton had engaged himself to an-
other—to her best friend. Kitty was
not a bad woman, but she meant to
Aght for her own. She would win Wil-
ton, cost what It might.
When, therefore, late on the dny nf- i
ter he had called on her. the maid an- !
nounced Tom Bowyer, who had never
been In her house before, she sent
dowu word thnt she would receive
him.
Neither Wilton nor Bowyer wns j
aware thnt the other wns In Clnytou j
when Bowyer called, nor did they 1
meet.
Kitty came downstairs, to And
Bowyer standing In the parlor, twirl- ;
lng his hat In hls hands. There was
“That’s an Old Story,” Said Curtis,
the Vice-President, When He Had
Finished.
I believe In those wheat Aelds—and
I’m going to have them. Better throw
up your Job, Carruthers, and take one
with us. What do you say? ”
“I’m going back to work for you and
Mr. Bowyer right away,” said Wilton.
"At least I guess It looks like coming
to that. But I've got my Job to Anlsh
—and I'm going to do It.”
CHAPTER X
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She asked him to sit down. “I’m
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Bowyer uttered a short laugh. ‘Tm
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The largest five cities In Italy—
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said, “nnd the ladles don’t like me. Neb., with a population of only a llt-
They know too much about me.” tie over 200,000.
“That’s very poor taste on thell -
part," snld Kitty. “O Happy Day" sang the laundress
“That’s as may he. I came here on as she hung the snowy wash on the
The Abysmal Depths.
Molly did not see Bowyer for two
months after Kitty’s departure. Hls
next visit was as unexpected as all of
hls. It was In the afternoon, and the
girl came back from a walk along the
shore to see him seated In the store,
sleek, red. nnd self-satisfied, and her
father standing beside hln , with thnt
look of awful fear on hls face. She
had a momentary Impression as If the
factor stood up like a well man; but,
as she entered, the right leg went
dragging under him, and the arm fell
limp at bis side.
“How d'ye do. Miss McDonald I"
called Bowyer. “I Just dropped In to
have a chat with the factor In passing.
Big things happening here, eh? The
Mlssatlbl’s mighty slow In crossing
Big Muskeg.”
Molly fiamed nt the Insult to Wilton.
She looked at her father, and the ex-
pression on hls face went to her heart
She turned swiftly to Bowyer.
“1 don’t want you to coma here
again," 'ae said.
He started up, spluttering. “We don't
want you," she continued. “And we
won’t be persecuted by you. There's
law In this country."
Ho burst Into mocking laughter.
“You never spoke a truer word. Miss
McDonald I" he cried. "I came here
as a friend.”
“You can go as an enemy I" she re-
torted. “And you can go now. And
remember—there are men about here
who can use a whip I”
He glared at her, bat went without
a word, and Molly ran to the factor.
"Ue’a torturing you I” she sobbed. "I
business."
“I'm glad to see you on business,
then,” said Kitty.
Bowyer looked at her In admira-
tion. “I see we understand each
other," he said. “That’s what I like.
You ought to have been a man. Not
but what you’d have been spoiled If
you had been," he ndded, with a clumsy
effort at a compliment.
Kitty laughed outright. “‘Now I
know you have come to get something,"
she said.
“Not exactly. We've fixed things
so that you’ll be able to pull out about
Christmas with your full Investment.
But suppose Carruthers makes trouble?
Uemember, you’ve done what you did
for his sake as well as your own. You
want to help him go Into a more re-
munerative Investment. You know that
little affair of his Is off?”
She started violently, and Bowyer
did not need to await her answer.
“That’s what I came to tell you,”
he went on. “So I know we can
count on you to smooth things over If
Carruthers begins to wonder. You’re
stanch, then?”
“You can count on me, Mr. Bowyer,”
answered Kitty, loathing herself and
him. “But how about yourself? I un-
derstand from you thnt you were going
slow. I hope you’re not going too J
slow?”
“I’m going to speed things up soon,"
he answered, frowning. “What’s
happened helps things along. I don’t ,
know what the trouble was. I thought
at first It was one of those lover’s
quarrels. But It’s lasted. Hls face
grew red. "I went there,” he said j
thickly. “She wouldn’t have anything
to say to me. Ordered me ofT the
place."
Bowyer leaned forward confidential-
ly. "See here, Mrs. Bostock,” he said.
"If I get her out of the way—If I
guarantee that Will Carruthers nnd
she won’t meet again, how’ll that suit
you?"
“You’ve changed your mind about
marrying?"
“Maybe yes. Maybe no. Pm not a
marrying man. Nobody Is. It’s general-
ly an accident—or a trap. But I can
promise you there'll be no trouble from
that quarter. Also, that she’ll be out
of the district before winter.”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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