The Calumet news., 1911-07-22

turned and assembled the emhankment'
only 10 have the sudden reluctance as
sail him again as he put his foot on
tho truck of the Nadia to mount 10
the platform. The hesitation was oniy
momentary this time. Other guests
Nr brewster might have without In
cluding the one person whom he
would circle the globe TO AVOID
Good boyr' said the president when
Lidgerwood swung over the high haiid'
rail and leaned out to give Wliih'il's
the starting signal. And when the
SCENE of the wreck was Withdrawing
into the rearward distance the presi-
dent felt for the dOorknob, saying
Lets go inside. where we shant DE
Obliged To see so much of this Goa ior-
saken country at one time"
One-half minute later the superin-
tendent would have given much 10 be
safely back with McCloskey and Daw-
son nj the vanishing curve OF scrap
heaps. In that half minute Mr.. Brew
ster had opened the ear door and Lid
perwood had followed him across the
threshold
The comfortable lounging room or
the Nadia was not empty, nor was IL
peopled by n group of Mr. Brewsters
associates I'm the copper combine. the
alternative upon which Lidgerwood
had hopefully hung the ives and the
"us's."
Seated on n wicker divan drawn out
TO face one of the wide side windows
were two young women, with curly
headed, clean faced young man be-
tween them. A little farther along, n
rather austere lady, whose pose was of
calm superiority 10 her surroundings,
looked up from her magazine to say,
as her husband had said. "Why, How
ard. are you here?" Just beyond the
austere lady and doing in his chair
was a white haired man whose strong
ly marked features proclaimed him the
father of one of the young women on
the divan.
And I'm the farthest corner Of the
open compartment, facing each other
companionably in an S shaped dou.
BILE chair, were two other young peo-
pie. q man and n woman. Truly, the
heavens had fallen, for the young
woman filing half of the chair was
that one person whom Lidgerwood
would have circled the globe to avoid
meeting
Lidgerwood meant to obey his first
impulse. which prompted him to follow
Mr.. Brewster To the private Office state
room in the forward end of the car
But the triumphantly beautiful young
woman in the nearer half of the crook
ed backed seat would by no means
sanction any such easy solution of the
difficulty.
Not word for me, HowardT sh,
protested, rising and fairly compelling
him to stop and speak to her. Then
"For PHYS sake! What have you beer
doing to yourself to make you look s,
hollow eyed and anxious? Possibly
you will shake hands a little/l less alb
stractedly with Mr.. Van Lew. Her
bert, this Is Howard Lidgerwood, my
cousin several times removed. He Il
the tyrant of the Red Butte Western
and / can assure you that he Is mucl
more terrible than lie looks, aren'
you. IIowardY
"Glad TO meet you, Mr.. Lidgerwood
I'm sure" said the tall young man
gripping the given hand until Lidger
wood WINGED. "Nliss Eleanor has beer
telling me about you-marooned on
here I'm the Red desert"
Papa says there Is hotel at Angels
called the Celestial" said Miss Brew
ster "Do you live at the Celestial
HowardW
"No; l never properly lived there.
existed there for few weeks unit
Mrs. Dawson took pity on me-"
Hear himw scoffed Miss Eleanor
still mockipg. "Tell me. Howard. Il
Mrs. Dawson charming young wild
ow"
Mrs. Dawson Is very charming
middle aged widow, with grown sol
and daughter" said Lidgerwood, i,
little stiflly. 1t seemed entirely unnec
essary that she should ridicule hin
before the athlete.
"And the daughter-is she charming
tooT
Miss Dawson is quite beneath you
definition of charming, ! imagine" wa
Lidgerwood's rather crisp rejoinder
And for the third time he made as 4
he would go on to join the presiden
in the Office stateroom.
"You are staying to luncheon with us
aren't you," asked Miss Brewster, 'ol
do you just drop In and out again, like
the other kind of angels?"
"Your father commands me, and II,
says l am to stay. And now, If yor
will excuse me-
This time he succeeded In getting
away and up to the luncheon houl
talked copper and copper prospects t.
Mr. Brewster In the seclusion Of TN,
presidents Office compartment. TIL,
call for the midday meal had been Civ
en- when Mr.. Brewster switched sud
denly from copper to silver.
by the way, there were few sill
yer strikes over In the Timanyoni,
about the time OF the Red Butte golt
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