The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-11-14

day, painted over NV shoulder. Ther
the door closed and the car was NOV
ing awav
Mcknight bent forward and stared al
the facade of the empty house next
door as we passed. 1t was black. star
ing, mysterious, as empty buildings arc
apt 10 be.
Il d like to hold post mortem or
thai corpse of a house. he saio
thoughtfully by George, I've a no
tlon TO get out and take look -
Someb body after the brass pipes.
l scoffed. ''House has been empty foI
4 year.
With ono hand on the steering wheel
Mcknight held out the other for my
clgarette case. ''Perhaps - he said.
but don { see what she would want
with brass pipe.
"A woman.' / laughed outright
on have been looking TOO hard AT
The picture IN the back of your watch
that s all. There & an experiment like
that; If you stare long enough
But Mcknight was growing sulky; he
sat looking rigldlv ahead and he did
not speak until he brought the Can.
nonball to stop at the station. Even
then ii was only pcrfunctory re.
mark He went through the gate with
me, and with five minutes TO spare VIC
!ounged and smoked in the train shed
My mind had slid away from my sur
roundings and had wandered TO polo
pony that ] couldu I afford and in
! tended 10 buy anyhow. Then Mcknight
shook off his taclturnity.
= For heavens sake, don I look so
martyred, he burst out: Il know
don't be patient mother: confound
it. | have 10 90 TO Richmond on Sun
| day. II want TO see a girl >
tOh, don Z mind me. - ! observed
! politely. Personally. T. wouldn I change
places with you. What's her name
North South?'
Vest he snapped. "Dou't try
Blakcley. is that if YOU ever fall in
love | hope You make an egreeious
ass of yourself.
In view of what followed, this came
rather close TO prophecy.
The trip west was without incident
] played bridge with a furniture dealer
from Grand Rapids, a sales agent for
a Plttsburg iron firm and a Young pro
ressor from an Eastern college. | won
three rubbers out of four, finished what
cigarettes Mcknight had left me. and
went to bed about | o'clock. 1t was
growing cooler, and the rain had ceased.
Once, toward morning. | wakened with
u start. for no apparent reason, and
sat bolt upright. | had an uneasy feel
ing that some one had been looking
~ me. the same sensation | had ex-
pericnced earlier in the evening at the
window. But ] could feel the bag
with the notes. between me and the
window. and with my arm thrown over
it for security, | lapsed again into slum-
Der. Later. when [ tried to piece TO.
gether the fragments of that journey.
| remembered that my coat. which had
been folded and placed beyond my
restless tossing, had been rescued in
the morning from Il heterogeneous jun
bic Of blankets, evening papers and
cravat, had been shaken oct with pro
family and donDed with wrnth. At the
time, nothing occurred TO me but the
necessity of writing TO the Pullman
company and asking them If they ever
travelled in their own cars. l even for
mulated some of the letter,
"lf they arc built TO scale. why not
take man of ordinary stature as your
unit9' ! wrote mentally. 81 can not
fold together like the travelling cup with
which | drink your abominable water, -
! was more cheerful after | had had
Il cup of coffee in the Union station.
| was too early TO attend TO business,
and | louugcd in the restaurant and
hid behind the morning papers. AS
I had expected. they had got hold of
my visit and it's object. On the first
the forged papers in the Bronson case
had been brought 10 Pittsburg. Under
meath. a telegram from Washington stat.
ed that Lawrence Blskclcv Of Blake
lev & Mcknight had left for Pitts
burg tho night before. and that, ow.
ing 10 the approaching trial Of the
Bronson case and tho illness of John
Gilmore. the Pittsburg millionaire, who
WAS the chief witness for the prose
cution, it was supposed that the visit
was intimately concerned with the
trial.
] looked around apprehensivcly.
There were no reporters vet in sight,
and thankful 10 have escaped notice.
| paid for my breakfast and left. At
the cabsiand ] chose the least dilapi-
dated hanson ] could find. and giving
the driver The address of the Gil.
more residence, in the East end, / got
in.
/ was Just in time. As The cab
turned and rolled off, a slim young man
in a straw hat separated himself from
a little group Of men and hurried to-
wards us.
..iIcy, Wait minute rhcre,H he
called. breaking into a trot.
But the cabby did not hear. or per-
haps did not care 10. We logged com
ror;ablv along. TO my relief, leaving
the Young man far behind. avoid
reporters on DTlDclpIc, having learned
long ago that | am an easy mark for
clever interviewer.
Ii was perhaps . O'Clock when
left fhc station. Our way was along
the boulevard which hugged the side Of
one Of the city's great hills, Far be
low. 10 the left. lay the railroad tracks
and the seventy times seven looming
stacks OF the mills. The white mist
Of the river, the grays aud blacks of
The smoke blended into half'rcyealing
haze. dotted here and there with fire,
II was unlovcly, tremendous. Whistler
might have painted it with its pathos,
lis majesty. but be would have missed
what made it infinitely suggest tive-the
rattle and roar of iron ON iron. the
rumble of wheels the throbbing beat.
against the cars. of fire and heat and
Drawn Welding prosperity.
Something Of this ! voiced to the
Grim old millionaire who was responS-
Bic for at least part of II. He was
proppcd up i'm bed in hls, East end
home. listening to the market reports
read bv nurse, and he smiled llt.
tie at my enthusiasm.
~ can I sec much beauty in II my
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