Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1906-11-14
0 A FOOL. "a
| FOR LOVE I
By FRANCIS LYNDE
i Author Of The Gratters.- Etc.
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tCopyriEht, 1905, by J. p. Lpplnoott Coz
CHAPTER IX.-Continued.

In which the sun rose and set In
cioudless winter splendor and the
heavy SHOWS still held aloof, Adams
prediction wrought itself out into
sober fact After the single appeal to
force. MIR. Darrah seemed to have
given up the fight. None the less, the
departure of the Rosemary was de-
layed. and it's hospitable door was al
ways open to the Utah chief of con-
struction and his assistant.
Winton took his welcome broadly,
as what lover would not; and within
a week was spending most of his
evenings in the Rosemary-this at
time when every waking moment OF
the day and night was deeply mort
gagged to the chance Of success. For
now that the Rajah had withdrawn
his opposition, nature and the per-
versity of inanimate things had taken
a hand, and for fortnight the work
Of track-laying paused fairly within
sight Of the station at Argentine.
First 1t was a carload of steel &C
cidentally derailed and dumped into
Quartz creek at precisely the worst
possible point in the lower canyon,
jagged, rock-ribbed, Outbound gorge
where each separate piece OF metal
had to be hoisted out singly by der
rick erected for the purpose-a process
which effectually blocked the track
for three entire days. Next it was an
other landslide (unhelped by dyna-
mite. this) just above the station,
crawling cataract of loose, sliding
shale which, painstakingly dug out
and damned with plank bulkhead dur
ing the day, would pour down and
bury bulkhead, buttresses. and the
very right Of way in the night.
In his right mind-the mind of an
ambitious young captain of industry
who sees defeat with dishonor staring
him in the face-Winton would have
fought all the more desperately for
these hindrances. But, unfortunate
ly. he was no longer an industry cap
tain with an eye single to success
He was become that anomaly despised
OF the working world-a man in love.
cts no use shutting our eyes to
the fact, Jack" said Adams one even
ing when his chief was making ready
fer his regular descent upon the Rose
mary. 1--WE shall have to put night
shifts at work on that shale-slide if
we hope ever to get past it with the
rails"
Hang the shale!" was the impa-
tient rejoinder. I'm no galley slave"
Adams slow smile came and went
in cynical ripplings.
1T is pretty difficult to say precise
~ what YOU are just now. But 1 can
prophesy what you are going to be
If you don't wake up and come alive"
Having no reply to this, Adams
went back to the matter of night
shifts.
night gang on and boss it myself.
What do you say?"
Il say you are no end of a good
fellow, Morty. And that's the plain
fact. I'll do as much for you some
time"
"I'll be smashed II you will-you'll
never get the chance. When 1 let a
pretty girl make fool of me"
But the door Of the dinkey slammed
behind the outgoing one, and the
prophet of evil was left to organize
his night assault on the shale-slide
and to command it as best he could.
So. as we say. the days of stubborn
'oil with the enthusiasm taken out
slipped away unfruitful. OF the en-
tire Utah force Adams alone held him
self up to the mark, and being onl
second in command, he was unable t
keep the bad example of the chic
from working like a leaven Of inert
ness among the men. Branaga
voiced the situation in rich brogu
one evening when Adams had e.
hausted his limited vocabulary q
abuse on the force for its apath!
TITS 10 use. ava, Misther Adams.
you was the boss himself 'twould b
you as would put the comether o
thin too quick. But it's like masthe
like mon.' The b'ys all know ths
Misther Winton don't care a damn
and they'll not be hurtin' thimselvt
wild the wurrk."
And the Rajah? Between his time
of smoking high-priced cigars wit
Winton in the lounging-room of tt
Rosemary, he was swearing Jubilatt
in the privacy Of his working-de
stateroom, having tri-daily wealth,
reports wired to him by way of Ca
Donate and Argentine station. ar
busying himself in the intervals wit
sending and receiving sundry mystel
Gus kilograms in cipher.
Thus Mr.. Somerville Darrah. 8
going we'll for him until one fatef
morning when he made the mistal
OF congratulating his ally. Then
but we picture the scene: Mr.. Da
rah late to his breakfast, being ju
in from an early morning reconnai
sance of the enemy's advancings; vi
ginia sitting opposite to pour his CO
fee. All tie others vanished to son
limbo Of their own.
The Rajah rubbed his hands
lightedly.