New Ulm review., 1912-03-20

to accompany Dicks maiden trips:
which duty was fulfilled. incidentally.
with the fine tact OF Richelieu. n
In May there way still greater 40,
cession of work at the factory. In ad-
dition, the first Of June was to open
with twenty-four hour race at Beach
track, and Lestrange was entered for
1t. Excitement waD in the air: Dick
came in the house only to eat and
sleep.
The day before the race, Mr..
French walked into the room where
his niece was reading
II want to see Bailey" he said
briefly. do you wish to drive mo
down to the factory, or shall have
Anderson bring around the Nmou.
sine?"
please let US drive" she exclaimed,
rising with alacrity II have not been
to the factory for months"
''Very good. You are looking well.
Emily, Of late.''
Surprised, soft color swept the
face she turned to him.
II am we'll. Dear, think we are all
better this spring"
Perhaps" said Ethan Ffrench. His
bitter gray eyes passed deliberately
over the large room with all its traces
of family life extending back to pre-.
Colonial times, but he said no more.
It was an exquisite morning, too vir-
ginal for June, too richly warm for
May. When the two exchanged the
sunny road for the factory office, a
north room none too light, it was a
moment before their dazzled eyes per-
ceived no one was present. This was
Bailey's private Office, and its owner
had passed into the room beyond.
II will wait" conceded Mr.. Ffrench,
dismissing the boy who had ushered
them in. "Sit down, Emily: Bailey
will return directly, no doubt"
But Emily had already sat down, for
she knew the voice speaking beyond
the half-open door, and that the long
prevented meeting was now immi.
nent.
1T will not do," Lestrange was stat.
ing definitely. ut should be rein
forced"
"It's always been strong enough"
Bailey's slower tones objected. For
years. It's not q thing likely to
break"
"Not likely to break? Look at last
years record, Mr.. Bailey, and tell me
that. A broken steering-knuckle killed
Brook In Indiana, another sent Little
to the hospital in Massachusetts,, tho
same thing wrecked the leader at the
last Beach race and dashed him
through the fence Do you know what
1T means to the driver of a machine
hurting itself along the narrow verge
Of destruction, when the steering
wheel suddenly turns useless In his
grasp? Can you feel the sick helpless
ness, tho confronting Of death. the
compressed second before tho crash!
ID 1t worth while to risk it for . bit
Of costless steel?"
The clear realism Of the picture
forced pause. filled by tho dull roar
and throb through the machinery.
crowded building.
"They were not our cars that broke.
any Of them," Bailey insisted.
''Not our cars, no. But the steering
knuckle Of my own machine broke cn.
der my hands last March, on the road.
and II I had been on . curve instead
Of straight stretch there would
have been wreck. Al It was, I
brought her to . stop in the ditch.
There is no other thing that may not
leave lighting chance after it breaks
but this leaves absolutely none. I
know, you both know. that the steer
ing.wheel is the only weapon In tho
drivers grasp. II 1t fails him, he
goes out and his mechanician with
him"
Emily paled, shrinking. She re-
the road under the naples
and Lestrange's laughing face as ha
leaned breathless across his useless
wheel. That was what it had meant.
then, the lightly treated episode!
YOU'D better fix it like he wants
It." advised Dicks disturbed tones.
he's got to drive the car
Friday and Saturday, Bailey. not U.S."
'It's not alone for my racer I'm
speaking, but for every car that leaves
the shop" Lestrange caught him up.
I'm not flinching; I've driven the car
before and I will again. 1t may hold
for ever. that part, but I've tested 1t
and it's a weak point-take the warn
Ing for what it's worth"
There was q movement as If he
rose with the last word. Emily laid i
her hand on the arm Of the chair.
turning her excited dark eyes on her
uncle. Surely II ever Mr.. French was
10 meet his manager, this was the mo
ment; when Lestrange's ringing argu-
ment was still in their ears, his splen-
did force Of earnestness still vibrant
In the atmosphere. And suddenly she
wanted them to meet, passionately
wanted Ethan Ffrench's liking for this