The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1908-08-19
CHAPTER v.

l8N passed since David and
NNM Frances Cable took their
X vi hasty departure, virtually
fleeing from New York
-" city, their migrations
finally ending in that thriving western
city-Denver. Then the CRIME of the
engine was on Cables hands and deep
beneath his skin; the roar of iron and
steel and the rush Of wind were ever in
his ears, the quest of danger in his
eye. but there were love. pride and a
new ambition In his heart. Now. In
1893, David Cables hands were white
and strong; the CRIME was gone; the
engineers cap had given way to the
silk tile Of the magnate, and the shovel
was memory.
But his case was not unique In that
day and age Of pluck and luck. Many
another man had gone from the bottom
to the top with the speed and security
of the elevator car in the lofty sky
scrapers. In the heartless revolution
Of a few years he became the sue.
cessor Of his western benefactor. The
turn that had been kind to him was
unkind to his friend and predecessor.
The path that led upward for David
Gable ran the other way for the train
master. who years afterward died in
his greasy overalls and the close st.
ting cap Of an engineer. One night
Cable read the news Of the wreck
with. all the Joy gone from his heart.
From the cheap. squalid section Of
town known as Railroad End" Cables
rising influence carried him to the we'll
earned luxury. The lines OF care and
toll mellOwed In the face Of his pretty
wife as the years rolled by. Her come
ly figure shed the cheap raiment Of
hard old days. and took on the plum.
age Of prosperity. Trouble. resent.
ment and worry disappeared as II by
magic. smoothed out by the satiny
touch Of comforts fingers. She went
upward much faster than her husband,
for her ambitions were less exacting.
She longed to shine socially. He loathed
the thought Of 1t. But Cable was
proud Of his wife. He enjoyed the
transition that lifted her up with
steady strength to the plane which
fitted her best, as he regarded II. She
had stuck by him nobly and uncoIn-
plalningly through the vicissitudes; 1t
delighted him to give her the pleas
ures.
Frances Cable was proud, but she
had not been too proud to stand beside
the man with the greasy overalls and
to bend her fine young strength to
work In unison with his. Together,
facing the task. cheerfully they had
battled and won.
There were days when 1t was hard to
smile. but the next day always brought
with It fresh sign Of hope. The
rough. hard days In the far west cul-
minated in his elevation to the Office
Of general manager Of the great rail-
road system. whose headquarters and
home were In the city Of Chicago. At
tanning this high place two years prior
to the opening Of this narrative, he
was regarded now as one OF the brain
lest railroad men and slated to be pres
ident of the road at the next meeting.
Barely past 6fty years Of age. David
Cable was In the prime Of life and use
fulness. Age and prosperity had i'm
proved him greatly. The iron gray Of
his hair, the keen brightness Of bis
face. the erect and sodierly carriage Of
his person, made him a striking figure
His wife. ten years his junior, was ont
Of the most attractive women In Chi
cago. Her girlish beauty had refined
under the blasts Of adversely. Years
had not been unkind to her. In way
she was the leader of certain set, bu
her social ambitions were not content
There was a higher altitude in fash
ions realm. Money, Influence and per
severance were her allies. social des
potism her only adversary.
The tall. beautiful and accomplished
daughter of the Gables was worshipe'
by her father with all the warmth ant
ardor Of his soul. Times there wer'
when he looked In wonder upon thl
arblter of not a few manly destine
and for his life could not help askin'
himself how the Creator had givel
him such being for child, comment
ing on the fact that she bore resem
blance to neither parent.
For years Mrs. Cable had lived In m
little terror " rome day being foun'
out. As the child grew to womanhoo'
the fears gradually diminished, and
sense of security that would not be dis
turbed replaced them. Then Just q
she was reaching out for the chile
prizes of her ambition she came fac
to face with man whose visage sh
never had forgotten - Elias broom
And Frances Gable looked again Int
the old and terrifying shadows.
II was late in the afternoon, and sh
was crossing the sidewalk to her car
rlage. waiting near Fields, when MAJ
brushed against her. She was con
scious Of strange oppressiveness' Be
fore she turned to look ut Tim sh
knew that a pair Of staring eyes wer
upon her face. Something seemed '
have closed relentlessly upon her hear