The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1891-02-05
It was a summer afternoon, and the

II was o summer afternoon, and the
clear, balmy weather was seasonable.
The removal Of protective canvas had
left the structure an open shed, over the
front Of which hung the boughs Of the
two trees against whose massive trunks
It leaned. Gerald Heath reached up
with both hands and held the foliage
aside.
"Do you get an unobstructed viewY'
he asked. "Now, I've helped lay ont
railroads through many q place where II
was q shame to let trains go faster than
mile day. I've surveyed routes that
ought to provide special trains for pas
sengers with eyes in their heads-trains
with speed graduated between sixty
miles an hour and sixty hours a mile. II
is an outrage on nature and art that
travellers should ever be whisked past
Overlook without q good chance to see
what we'ro looking at. That's why |
wrote to the president Of the company q
month ago telling him how a slight de-
Walton from the surveyed line would en-
able passengers to get what's in our view
now. He asked how much the line
would be heightened by my plan. A
hundred yards, answered. And sub
mitted map showing how the tracks,
after coming out from the tunnel, might
make a small detour to this very spot in
stead Of going behind a mass Of rocks
that will completely hide this"-and a
comprehensive gesture Of one arm fol-
lowed his sweep Of vision.
Places that get their names on impulse
are apt to have appropriate ones. Camps
Of railway makers In hitherto unbro-
ken country are not often miscalled. An
ensuing town on6the same site may be
unmeaningly named as q permanency
but the inspirations that afford tran
Sient nomenclature are usually descrip-
tive. II was 30 In the case Of Overlook
The railway tunneled through the
mountain and emerged at a height Of a
thousand feet above wide valley. Mary
had daily, and all day long, sat overlook
ing the prospect.
It had astonished and enchanted her
ct first, but familiarity had blunted the
keenness Of her appreciation. As shown
to her anew It was like fresh disclos-
ure. Gerald Heath stood holding the
boughs aside which otherwise obscured
part Of the view. He appeared to feel
that II he was not the painter Of this
enormous landscape he, at least, had the
proprietary interest Of q discoverer, and
II was with something Of the air of an art
collector proudly extolling his choicest
possession that he turned his eyes from
II to Mary Warmer. The expression Of
admiration on her face, although quiet
and delicate, was quite satisfactory, for
Q moment only, and then the delight
passed out Of her visage, as though ex-
PEELED by some physical pang. Il was
the suddenness Of the change, for It was
Of itself very slight, that made It per
cepible. Gerald instinctively turned to
look for the cause.
Into the picture had come o human
figure. A few yards in front Of the hut
stood q man. In relation to the landscape
far beyond he was gigantic, and the shade
Of the trees made him devilishy black by
contrast with the sunlight of heaven that
illumined the rest. He was thus for an
instant in silhouette, and It CHANGED that
his sharp outlines included q facial pro-
file, with the points Of o mustache and
beard, giving satanic suggestion to an ac-
cidental attitude Of malicious intrusion.
The illusion was almost startling, but II
was momentary, and then the form be-
CAME the commonplace one Of Tonic
Ravell, who walked under the shelter.
"Do-a l eentrudeS' he asked, with an
Italian accent and an Italian bearing. 81
suppose no-ehI Thece ees q plaza bees
nessS"
MaryS small departure from busI.
nesslike, perfunctory manner ended ct
once. She took the scrapof paper which
RavelH laid on her desk, and without a
word translated its writing into tele.
graphic clicks. Ravelh was o snb-con-
tractor, and this was one Of his frequent
communication with officials at the com
pany city Office. The response was likely
TO be immediate, and he waited for It
"To get the full value Of this view,
Gerald Heath resumed, and now he ad-
dressed himself to Mary directly, as
though with almost purpose Of ignor-
ing Ravelh, to whose greeting he had
barely responded, "you need to come
upon It suddenly-as l once did. We
had been for months blasting and dig
ging through the mountain. Every days
duty in that hole was like q spell Of i'm
prisonment in . dark, damp dungeon.
And your men, Ravelli, looked like a
chain gang Of convicts."
"You woulda no dare say 80 mooch to
theira faces" Ravelh retorted, with an
insolence that was unmistakably inten-
tional 90.
"oh, l didn't mean Q reflection on
them," said Gerald, disregarding the
ther'squarrelsome aggressiveness. 1--WE
all look rascally in the mud, drip and
Crime Of tunnel work. And your gang
Of swarthy Italians are bound to have a
demoniac aspect under ground"
It was more carelessly than intention
ally that Gerald thus provoked Ravelli
There had been dislike between them,
growing out Of friction between their
respective duties as civil engineer and
sub-contractor, for the former was neces-
sarily critic Of the latter's work. But
they had never quarreled, and Gerald
saw nothing on this occasion, a. Ravelli
seemed to, for any outbreak Of temper.
"Bettare be civil witha yors tongue. +"
Ravelh sneered
"well, l think 90. too. as we are with
Q lady"
"Zat ees whya l inseest you treata me
a. one gentleman"
So Il seemed that he Was especially re-