The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1908-06-18

away east Of Ogden; and I can beat
,em there, II you'll get me the iron!
Think what the business Of Salt Lake
valley will amount to in 10, 80. 80
years! You've simply got to have that
piece OF road"
"You can't do It, Gregory"
by the eternal, / can! I've set my
pins for It aver since that blamed spy
hornswoggled me last summer. The
minute the engineers cut out the Pail.
SADIE tunnel / knew / was o. X. Now.
don't play Pharaoh on me, Mr.. Crock
err, can't build yonr road without
iron. Get 1t for me, II you have to
steal a foundry and We-empt the 18TH
mus of Panama."
1T can't be lone in time"
ut can, sir! Telegraph the governor
at Salt Lake. He'll telegraph the order.
rush the foundries. a,dozen of EN-. BY
Jimmy. You a puttthe iron afoat In
a week, have 1t here in 20 days."
Mr. Croker caught fire. by George.
Gregory, believe we might do II.
I'll have a talk over the wire with the
governor He was about to turn
away, but stopped to give Gregory a
paper. There's Tuesdays Clarion. In
teresting reading there. They're beg
ging the Union Pacific to fly by us,
come into California by Beckworth
pass and snatch our trade"
Let the Clarion blow. We're giving
the U. P. about all the knitting work
they can tend to. We and those dried
beef-colored Sioux"
Hold on. Gregory! Well be charged
with murder, yet" laughed the other.
There's the train" he added. as .
whistle pierced the still air.
The men walked along the newly
laid track, past the construction train
to the rear and awaited the approach
ing iron train.
only FIVE cars!" groaned Gregory.
at won't keep the spikers going any
time"
Who's that standing in the
car door? Well, IL II isn't Sally b."
Mr.. Crocker exclaimed. and went for.
ward.
There she stood, smiling, alert, her
mourning discarded, her travelling suit
the smartest, her strong personality
raging out hypnotically to all within
reach. The moment the train halted
she tripped down the steep steps, and
went quickly toward the two men,
calling out voluble greetings on the
way. First Mr.. Crocker. then Mr..
Gregory, she embraced with impartial
cordiality, and kissed each audibly on
the cheek
IT'S the same old Sally B. Time
cant touch her, youth can never for
get her." Mr. Croker said calamity.
Thank We, Mr. Croker; but it's me
that's got to do the blarneying. I've
come begging" she said bluntly, yet
with her old. confident smile.
Whatever l can do for you Mr..
Croker began heartily, when Gregory
interrupted.
I'll leave you to your business now,
Sally B.-excuse me, Mr.. Croker
but as soon as you've finished, you go
right forward to our car-first on the
other side of the construction engine
there. The madameIl hail you as an
angel in the desert. We"
But I'm goin' right back to-day.S
mo, you won't! You'll stay all night
with us and cheer up the madame.
Plenty of room" He lifted his hat
with a grace that revealed somewhat
OF the secret of his ability to meet all
situations.
That night Sally b. told her story to
the sympathetic Gregorys. The human
units that swung Gregory's hammers
and covered under his fierce energy
little dreamed of his gentler side, Of
the man who cherished and comforted
a delicate, sensitive wife still mourn
ing the death of their only child.
Yes, Bills broke all to pieces;
won't never be no count agin, the doc
tor says. That last buck Of his'n
against the stock board tuck his pile,
an him. too, mighty nigh" Sally BIS
acquired culture dropped from her like
a loosely pinned mantle. The desert.
the hustle. the railroad, even rudeness
and crudity, appealed to her elemental
nature. Every fiber OF her being re-
pended to the life about her. She
> bounded to its call as the long
tethered cavalry horse to boots and
saddlesi"
And all your money gone? How
can you take care OF him? It's too
bad! Too bad!" condoled Mrs. Greg
Dry.
TOO bad nothing! I'm glad-about
the money, I mean. This Is the first
good clean breath I've had in three
year. If Bill was O. X. / could yell
with Joy for gittin' away from money,
an style. an big bugs. WIS nxed.
Yes, goin' te marry AL Carter next
week. His houses all ready-bang
up. 1t is, too. He's on top; goods
salt-risin' bread. an straight as an
Injun now" 1t would have pleased
Alvin's mother to have seen the proud
fash in Sally BIS eye. And I'm com.
In out here to work for-for Bill"
Her voice trembled.
What did the Boss give your"
Gregory asked a little later.
''Toano eatin' house."
Good enough! There's a chump
there now that don't know beefsteak
from a mules hoof. I'm glad he's got
TO go. It's a good stand. You can
hook trade from the u. p. outfit there,