Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1906-01-31

DOW ny lue maui. lie opeuca
- it leisurely, thinking it some
matter of business, but his hands stiff
ened as he read:
Bob Raymond is shot. Send best doctor
! In town quick WATSON.
| For just moment he sat in silence
| then rose and walked slowly to his II
| brnry Seating himself before the lit
tie desk on which stood u movable telc
phone receiver, he began to "make
| things hum" He reached his friend
DR. Braide, and set him in motion. He
ordered out his racing automobile. lie
| telegruphed Watson to take fresh
horses and return by way Of Junction
and get the best doctor there. Burn
the mir rs you go" lie added.
After giving orders for his valise to
be packed he walked up to Mrs. Bar
netts room and kissed her good morn
ing without betraying his excitement.
I'm going out to the ranch" he said
THE boys are having trouble with the
coming on. You won't mind, will
your"
"Of course not. Don. I'm going to be
all right in few hours. I'm glad
you're going You can bring Ann home.
You should have gone with her yester-
day"
Il see that now" he answered dryly.
ut will be startling world for her.
Well, I'm off. Better stay in bed to-
day. III be back by tomorrow night,
think"
When he took his seat in his big, fiat,
powerful auto car bis face was set in
grim lines rs she all right, Henry?"
he asked Of his engineer.
"In perfect order, SIR"
"She needs to be. This is to be a
record breaker"
With his big goggles over his eyes
and his cap drawn low down on his
forehead, Barnett seized the wheel,
and the ponderous, painting organism
began to move. Wheeling into the
street. he let on the full power Of the
engine, and when he drew up ut
Braide's gate the mechanism was hot
with speed, its joints oiled and fric-
tionless-in racing trim.
Braide, small. smiling. trlR- Young
fellow, came out. what Is it all
about, DOM"
"Got your tools?"
He pointed at his bag, Emergency
kit"
oil nj rI
Henry leaped out ind caught up the
bag, while the doctor climbed in beside
Barnett on the front seat.
"This looks ominous. How much of
trip is it going to be?"
'Just short ru1t," answered Bar
nett as he swung the shining red bulk
of the car into Mogalyon avenue, which
led directly east over the plain.
Beneath their feet the puff and click
of the piston and the pur Of cogs grew
each moment more furious until all
sounds fused into humming roar.
The keen air of the morning smote the
riders jovially. The flaming sunlight
slanted upon them with growing heat,
and backward, beneath them, the Sod
swept like tawny carpet, while Bar
nett, watchful, intent, composed, work
ed the levers and valves with the skill
of practical engineer. When they had
crossed the two railroads and were
climbing the long, low ridge he casual
~ remarked:
"My foreman, Raymond, is shot, and
you've got to pull him through"
"Great Scott, Don, can't afford the
time! It'll take oil day. If I'd
known
you'd have gone just the same" as
serted Barnett calmly. The machine
was again running swiftly. you're
here, and you daren't jump out, and
you might as we'll enjoy yourself. This
is to be record run. I'm going to pull
in by noon"
Braide was young and man Of red
blood and shining eyes, every well;
go it, old SPORT can stand it if you
can. I'll make it holiday and charge
you double for every hour"
When they had reached the top of the
pass between two pinon spotted hills
the road could be seen for miles, driv-
ing straight into the mist Of the mighty
Missouri valley.
Its all the way down grade from
here to Omaha" remarked Barnett.
81 could make the run in two hours,
only mustn't invite breakdown"
You seem to value your foreman"
Hes something more than my fore
man. He's splendid chap. You've
met him-the fellow who went on the
coyote drive with u.s."
"Why, certainly I remember him.
I've met him at the club. But he was
very reticent. 1 didn't get at him.
Who is he? How does he come to be
your foreman"
Hes little slow about telling his
own life story, but he's all right.
think know the cause Of this shoot
ing. He got into trouble with couple
Of fellows out there, and one of them
has done him"
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