The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-09-07

stopped 10 look aside INTO the little poChce
he had been exploring. Billy Brue looked
back down the canyon where the swift
stream brawled itself into white foam far
below.
He wouldn't use his legs; 1 prodded him
about IL CONSTANT
He stopped again to brace himself against
the shock. Billy Brue still looked away.
II told him high attitudes and high Twin
would do any man" Again he was silent.
But all he'd say was that times had
changed since my lay. and l wasn't TO
mind him.
He had himself better in hand now.
why, / nursed that boy when he was
a dear, funny little red baby with big round
eyes rollin' around to take notice; he took
notice awful q~uick-fur a baby. Oh, my!
oh, dear! Danl."
Again he stopped.
And it don't seem more'n yesterday that
L was a-teachin' him TO throw the diamond
hitch; he could throw the diamond hitch
with his eyes shut reckon by the time
he was nine or ten. He had his faults, but
they didn't hurt him none! Danl j. was a
man, now" He halted once more.
THE dead millionaire" began Billy Brue,
reading from the obituary in the Skiplap
Weekly Ledge, was in his ffty-second
year. Genial, generous TO a fault, quick
TO resent a wrong, but unfailing in his 10y
atty to a friend, a man of large ideas, with
a genius for large operations. he was the
type of indefatigable enterprise that has
builded this western empire in a wilder
ness and given rich sustenance and lux
urious homes to millions of prosperous,
IAlDPy illt q ClllLCAS. ltdCC " Amo
ashes. And a safe trip to his immortal
soul over the one-way trail,'
Yes, yes-it's Danl j. fur ~sure-they got
my boy Dan1 that time. Is that all it
says. Billy? Any one with him?"
why, this here dispatch is signed by
young T~oler-that's his confidential man."
Nobody else?"
The old man was peering at him sharply
from under the grey protruding brows.
We'll, If you must know, Uncle Peter,
this is what the notice says that come by
1 NNfra RI tho Il odon nfHH - and 40 dnO-
gedly:
The young and beautiful Mrs. Bines,
who had been accompanying her husband
on his trip of inspection over the Sierra
Northern, is Frustrated by the shock of his
sudden DEATH"
The old man became for the first time
pulling down one of the blue wooden shirt
sleeves. wiped his wet cheeks. The slow,
painful blush OF age crept up across the
iron strength OF his face, and passed. He
looked away as he spoke.
81 knew it; l knew that. My Danl was
like all that Frisco bunch. They get
tangled with women sooner or later. ]
taxed Danl with it. / spleened against IL
and let him know 1T. But he was a MAI
and his own master-if you can rightly cal
a man his own master that does them
things. Do you know what-fur woman this
one was, Billy"
"Well last time Danr j. was up TO Skip.
lap, there was a swell party on the car
kind of a coppery-lookin' blonde. Allie
Ash, the brakeman on No. 4, he tells me
she used TO be in Spokane, and now she'G
got her hooks on TO some minin' property
up in the Occur d'Alene. Course, this
mightn't be the one"
The old man ceased to listen. He was
aroused to the need for action.
Get moyin' Billy We can get down t.
two hours on the trail soon's the sun:
gone. / can get 'em to drive me over t.
Skiplap first thing Tomorrow. and 1 caI
have 'em make me up a train there ful
Montana City. Was he"
"Danl j. has been took home-the nooze
paper says"
They turned back down the trail, the ole
man astride Billy Brue's horse, followed
by his pack mule and preceded by Billy.
Already, such was his ~buoyancy and hab
1t OF quick recovery and readjustment un
der reverse, his thoughts were turning t.
his grandson. Daniels boy-there was thu
grandson of his grandfather-the son of hi
father-fresh from college, and the instruc
tons of European travel, knowing man,
things his father had not known, ready t.
take up the work of his father, and capa
His beloved West had lost one of it's value,
builders, but another should take his place
His boy should come to him and finish tn,
come. make other mighty tasks of empire
building for himself and the children o
his children.
1t did not occur to him that he and tn,
boy might be as far apart in sympathie
and aims as at that moment they were il
CIRCUMSTANCE. For. while the old man ii
ehe 6dip " d peAhiiesS proSpSctOr, toile'
down the steep mountain trail on a cheal
horse, his grandson was reading the frs
news of his fathers death in one of tn
luxurious staterooms of a large steam
yacht that had just let down her anchor II
Newport harbor. And each-but for tn
death-had been where most he wished +
be-one with his coarse fare and Out-of
doors life, roughened and scanned by tn
winds and Drowned by the sun to mahog
any tints; aged but playing with boyisl
zest at his primitive sport; the other,
| StrOng-l1rnDed, well-marrOwpd- flJl-braaf h
ing youth of twenty-five. with appetites al
alert and sharpened, pink and pampered
loving luxury, and pricing above all thing
else the atmosphere of wealth and its re
tinements.
ITO be Continued Tomorrow