The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1910-07-17

her on the beach and had cheared ner,
for he was alive with the fire of deter
mination to thwart Donald Benton's
ambitions. The avenue which was to
| lead to success, however, remained dis
couragingly invisible
The boom Of cannon aroused Ben
ton. \ WarShip. stately and majestic,
| had turned from the city and was put
| ting to sea. She was magnificent in
her grandeur, and her bristIing guns
| alone would ordinarily have aroused
Benton to enthusiastic admiration, hut
he scarcely noticed them now.
He glanced at the sun and saw it
was time to be turning toward the
city. Once again he looked seward,
and a great sigh, born of his solitude,
filed his breast. Impulsively he
stretched his arms toward the vast
ness into which his heart had van
iShed
oh, God" he cried YEARLY, work a
| miracle for loves sake"
He climbed the rocks and had gained
the summit when there were more
cannon volIeys. The warship and a
nearby fort were exchanging cOurte-
sizes. Benton glanced disinterestedly
in their direction and was about to
continue his progress when something
caught and held his attention-some-
thing on the ship.
It was the gun turrets that he looked
at.
The rays of the descending sun shot
full length along the grim dogs of war
perched high above the ships main
deck. As the sun sank toward the hills
beyond the radiance departed from the
cannon, and still Benton's eyes follow
ed them, even until they and the ship
were far too distant to any longer be
discernible.
Then, like one suddenly possessed
with an inspiration, he snatched a
memorandum book from his pocket,
dropped down on to the rocks and
commenced to sketch and to figure.
Rapidly and excitedly he worked
with his pencil. He traced straight
lines and dotted lines. He drew curves
and circles and made queer looking,
jagged marks, covering page after
page of the little book. There were
front views, side elevations and cross
sections with figures and notes jotted
irregular1y here and there. He seemed
to be striving for some conclusion of
plan.
The big red sun slipped from view,
and the rosy afterglow turned to violet
and from violet to gray Lighthouses
blinked their alternate lights, and day
light grew so dim that Benton was
obliged to bend his face close to the
paper to enable him to see.
He had been sitting motionless for
long time when he suddenly leaped to
his feet with wild. glad cry and
dashed down on to the beach with the
little book clutched tightly in his hand.
tT have it," he shouted Il have it."
And he threw himself face downward
on the sand.
"God!" he cried in a half sob. ''The
miracle has emerged from out the sea
for loves sake!"
It was not altogeLher Tor the purpose
of extending grants at fabulous royal
ties on his invention of mining ma
chinery that Phil Benton found him
self in London few weeks later. Isa-
belle Fielding was there.
And never was that homely old max
i'm Nothing succeeds like success
more applicable than in the case of
Benton, for, since the newspapers
were spreading the greatness Of his
achievement. Mrs. Fielding had hasten
ed to renew acquaintance
Benton was dining with Mrs Field
ing and Isabelle one evening.
1.-THE mechanical principle was sug-
gested to me by the revolving guns in
the turrets of a warship'' he was ex-
planning. 1T was the day you sailed"
turning to Isabelle Il was on the