The weekly tribune and the Cape County herald. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1914-1918, 1914-11-20

the thoughts which he could rot lex
press i'll speech. His diary. well thu.pb-
ed. held the history of many lOneIy
night, but of all these nights there Was
one that stood out in his mind
1t was the darkness inclosing a won
an on a bed. He still heard her wins
pered cry. You speak of God Tom.
but | have no religion but mother
hood" Before his closed eyes came the
vision Of lamp Lit, then almost an APP
paritiOn-the face of his daughter One
life had fed. possibly appalled, by the
horrors Of world that reGkS not of our
poor humanity. Yet there was in the
dead woman's arms Il child. gro
tesquely asleep. as if unawahened to
the sorrows this mother had known.
Ruth be cried There was no an
swer from the still woman in the dark
ness. but thus he had chriStened his
only child.
II seemed 10 him as if that echo still
reverDerated from the moon washed
bills which marked the site of The
Master h
Il am z, ng Old he thought as be
turned the ilages of the diary rs if Ia
consciously counting the years since
woman had leaned over his shoulder.
Ruth he murmured again
The problem before him was no
longer dim and vague, as it had been
in the days Of his prime, but absolutely
distinct and clear-what was to become
OF Ruth when he died? With his train
Ell business Intelligence be set himself
TO solve this question.
He reviewed in his mind all the MEL
and women he had known. Ii was Il
strange procession They marched be
fore his sharpened vision. old partners,
fresh young girls. mature women. men
with check books in their hands. men
dying of thirst on the desert-and VII
kerSOn- He Sternly put out Of his mind
.he thought Of his former partDcr-thG
man-was he dead? If he had not died
sa. in the gulch. if he were still
So s. owing the secret of THE Mas
81. Ns'' who would save Ruth from
yg.- ,ance?
H..a here rose before his mind the
q, q strong, almost auStere figure
.. I'd. lining engineer, John Dor
gu--' of course, but be had proved
l-g.a wholly competent in almost
.En-. K that had been given him.
g.. man thought more deeply.
lie cd his own former years He
-... ad broken down the iron bar
~..-- cold world for the sake OF 4
VIZ. whose image Ruth was He
had seen in John DORIS eyes the grow
ing fame of love. Long experience
had taught the old man that there is
no passion so dependable in this world
as love
John Dorr loved Ruth. 1t needed no
monetary bond TO assure his fidelity TO
her interests, and with the sudden.
swift, alert step of a man who had
made his final decision he went out on
the porch and called. John. john
Within the interior of the little house
down the hill the engineer of Thomas
Gallons mine had abandoned his blue
prints TO study the letters ca little
pennant which represented his first
victory, touchdown ON the football
ucld within the last, ten seconds Of
play. He knew better than any one
that his mission tn Vale Vista was
futile. Using every resource at bis
command. he could find no paying ore.
ana yat-there was the pennanI, the
emblem of victory hard fought and
hard won. Should he give up now?
He beard 4 clear, stern call from up
the hill-"JOhn. john
'I'll win out yet for Ruth's sake"
he said as he answered that imperiOus
cry.
Other ears heard that call. and as
John FASTENED down the hill he saw
Ruth's figure by the side of the bunga-
low, and as if by the opening of
shutter he once more saw the lights Of
Broadway and table spread with
linen, two people sitting there-his
evil geniuSes.
In this complex and highly organized
civilization of ours no man can be as
Eured that at any moment some other
man possibly thousands of miles dis
tant is not planning an act whose por-
tent would never occur TO him.
At table in Il New York restaurant
man and woman were sitting with
the words Gallon 'Dorr" and "WiI-
kerSun' IN their lips
Harry .'ilkerson has found Tom
Gallon" she said quietly. 81 wonder
what will hanpen?"
Her companion laughed. Gallon? l
had college mate named 'Dorr, who
Is working for man named Gallon
somewhere out in the mines"
The woman's dark eyes lit up. and
she seemed more strikingly handsome
rs she allowed her sudden passion to
food her somber face with color
There is money In that mine, George
Crane!" she said. "But this man Dorr
what sort Of chap is he? You min
Ing stockholders usually have infor
nation as to all these engineers
The slender man with the shrewd
lace seated opposite her dropped his
eyes. ITO tell You the truth, Mrs. Oar
mol TaI,