The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1889-02-27

life at Turley's Point irksome He kent
the secret of the old house on tho hill 10
himself. As he had no hopes Of improving
his business at the Point, and he found 1t
daily growing more unpleasant, he deter
mAed to make change; although he Of
forcd his press and material very cheap, no
one could be found to take MIN up.
Driven to desperation he at last be-
thought him of scheme, whereby he might
be able to dispose Of the Western Republic.
Those politicians and statesmen, Messrs.
Simmons and Strong, learning nothing from
defeat, continued TO war upon each other.
They had sufficient money to purchase the
newspaper, and, as Toncy Barnes began to
evInce desire to enter the Journalistic
field, he determined TO make some use Of
the poet
"Toncy, can't you get Mr. Strong to buy
the Western Republic and put you in as ed
itorsr Allen asked the poet ono day, us he
came into the Office with fresh roll Of man
uscript.
81 don't know; / viii see him about it,n
said Toney,his face becoming joyfully bright.
1t was an easy matter TO set Miss Hopkins
after Tom Simmons, and when Tom learned
that there was danger Of Strong purchas-
ing tho paper and using IL as lever 10
crush him, he made haste to raise the
money and buy tho concern himself
Thus released, Allen Gray, unmoved by
the sighs, tears and delicate insinuations
Of Miss Hopkins, quilted the dull little Mis-
souri, town, and in Chicago sought new
fields Of labor, with little hopes, however, of
driving from his mind the sad memories
Of the past
He secured u position us reporter on one
Of the great city daiies, and for year his
life ran on with but little TO disturb its
daily routine. One evening he had just
come into the man Office, when the editor
in-chlef sent him to the scene Of a railroad
disaster, which a telegram had announced
but moment before his arrival The wreck
was only few miles from the city, and
special car took himself and several other
newspaper men with him.
Darkness had already enveloped the
landscape, conccaling much of the ghastly
horror, when the scene was reached. 1t
was broken bridge and there were shat
tered coaches and mangled passengers in
the heap. The reporters set TO work, first
assisting the surgeons and their aids IN res
cuing the wounded from the dark mass
OF ruins.
Allen Gray dragged from beneath o
broken car "a slight form That pale face
and those long golden tresses were familiar
to him, and holding the insensible girl close
to lantern he gasped;
"My God, il is Borthaw Gently he laid
her upon the greensward and called a sur
geon TO her side.
The gray-haired man OF science bent over
her, placed his ear to her chest, and said
her heart stlll beat. Restoratives were i'd
minlstered, and she began TO revive. Allen
turned away and noted several lifeless
forms lying at the side Of the track. Among
them was TIC dark-whiskered Frenchman,
the husband and evil genius Of Bertha.
Even in death there was look of fendish
satisfaction upon his naughty face.
Calmly Allen went about the wreck, and,
hurriedly writing up the affair, took it 10
reporter on rival paper and said:
"Luke, l am in great distress o-night,
and wish to ask a favor Of you. You may
think am asking too much, but when you