The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1912-01-04

Intricate inner workings or the vas
machine thar Grtpped til; state as In
wise. II was not all pretty Nor,
than once be saw rebellious bosses en-
ter the presence of the master TO leave
shaking. stunned by the kDOwledg,
that they we're inPxfricably in th'
power of a man who seemed TO know
everything Many things Murchel
and Bob did of which they said naughI
to the gentle Dunmeade that they
might save his heart from burning.
Gradually Bob came TO understand.
too. why the secrets and sources of
Murchell's power were revealed 10
him. He was being prepared to take
Murchell's place. Upon him. not upon
Dunmeade. the masters mantle was
to fall.
And now Murchell was dying.
Bob knew as the train bore him
swiftly TO the east thar he was going
TO assume that mantle.
| Years before IL will be master of the
state before der ambition had cried.
Now he said. II am not yet forty.
and am master of the state
Master of the state! He had dream
ed of power. Now power. tremendous.
farreaching, almost unlimited power.
would be his II ne could retain what
Murchell would very soon place In his
hands.
IL can! ! will" His teeth clinched,
his muscles tightened In the stress of
his determination. IL will be true to
my trust. | will use my power for
the good of this people. So help me
Godw
His words were a prayer. not an
oath. There was no eXultation in his
heart. neither was there humility. Self
was forgotten. His task loomed large
before him. self obliterating. filling his
horizon as he hurried toward the gov
ernor's mansion. In the library some
one was playing the piano very softly.
the gentle, soothing chords lingering |
in the air. Thither the servant show
ed Bob.
On the threshold Bob halted sharp
ly. Death. power. battle, were in an
instant swept from his mind His
heart leaped convulsiveIy.
The players back was toward him.
She did not notice his entrance. He
did not move. lest he might disturb
her. Then her voice rose. full and
clear and plaintive IN a song that not
all the street pianos ID the world can
rob of its appeal. Bob listened in rapt
attention. Once before he had heard
her sing that song on the night when.
on that very spot. he mad dealt her
the cruelest blow man could give a
woman.
At the last line her voice shook
once 1t faltered.
ITO kiss the cross. sweetheart-to
kiss the cross
The last long quivering note died
away. She turned and arose to face
him. For a long minute they regard
ed each other unwaveringly. Ii had
been two years and more since they
had met, these two whose lives had
so strangely crossed. They had been
constantly in each others minds. in
each others hearts. Each saw that
the years had wrought changes in the
other.
Every time he had seen her her
beauty had struck him anew. 1t was
so different from that Of the few wo.
men he knew. But he had loved best
to remember her as he had last seen
her. when she had come to him in the
lays of his sickness. How often. dur
ng the long months. in the secrecy OF
his room he had opened the book of
lis memory 10 look upon her stand
ng there before him. her startled eyes
the love in his. Now. in this
udden meeting. the picture he had
'arried seemed to him woefully made
luate. She was even more slender
han before, yet less fragile. Her face