Omaha daily bee., 1902-02-15

on which, when the day was hne she could
see the glim Of e waterfall and in one OF
whose canyons she knew Richards must be
at that moment experimenting the dynamo
which supplied the town with light. The
CLINT Of the waterfall had disappeared with
the close Of the January day. and Richards
was cut on from the world without the
canyon as he had ever been since the winter
srows block the trail.
There had been q telegraph line over
which she had carried on certain con
versation with the man In the canyon,
but the big December storm had blown
down the wire and 1t would be spring be-
fore It could be repaired. The lamp wires
withstood the strain and she could follow
| them with her eyes out of town and half
way up the first hill, the insulators from
which they hung shining like a row of
white buttons against the dusk. That line
was charged with the might Of thunder
bolts, but it's energy emanated from the
earth itself, for Richards had harnessed the
distant waterfall to his dynamo in the can
yon and the resulting current was trans
mitted ten miles across country to the
town.
Lem effort continued his harangue and
In the increasing darkness Of the evening
his gestures we're alternately revealed and
obscured as the lights went uncertainty
up and OWE. Other citizens Joined thu
group and among them came Sheriff Black
an ardent supporter OF Richards. He ar
rived at a period of rkness and wheI
the lights went up surprised Lem in thu
midst of a most ~virulent speech. Blacl
was a large man and his intellect wa
vigorous rather than acute. But his opin
ion had weight in the community and h
opened on effort without ceremony.
Say, Lem effort" he began. For
yahoo that's been brought up on candle
and coal oil. you make me tired. 70
never saw an electric lamp before Rich
ards brought 'em to town. II ! wer> 20
I'd keep my head shut about it. He
done more for this town in six month
than you've done in your whole life. An
because he had the pluck to put his schem
through, you go campin' on his trail an
s%nappin' at his heels like a coyote afte
q wounde buck. But Bob Richards ism
down yet. you take my say so for It. An
: man thatll put his pile into a game Xix
this and put up the wires with his ow
/ hands like he did. cause he couldn't amor
to hire the work done. isn't going bac
Of what he agreed to stand to. TIL llghi
Amt right, but be don't know Il. or 20
bet they would be-
The girl in the doorway purred softl
and one Of the bystanders swayed by III
sherin's positiveness exclaimed emphatis
ally, That's WHAT Lem Gifort. gain
at the ground, said somewhat deprecatinl
? Hell make a fortune out Of H."
We'll. and wat II he does?' returns
: the sheriff. Doesn't he divide IL, TIL
; reservation land laid idle for years and n
/; township never made q cent out Of Il. II
! got some silver in It TO be sure. but "
know the money that was sunk years al
. trying 10 get Il out. Il cost them SO
! ton 10 haul coal in bags up the trail on II
0 backs Of burros and look at the line Of ske
etors there in the guleh where the beas
used to fall over the edege Of the ira
There wasn't a week they didn't lose
N mule that way. But Richards don't nel
coal. He had the sense 10 make the waite
!, fall run his machine and he gives the TOW
= light free. What more DO you WANT
Must be kind Of lonely stayin' up the
In the canyon three months without wo
e from the outside"
:, well. Joe Hutehings is with him. Hut
Is good company"