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

TIER talking to the engineer,
~ John DOrr had missed Gallon
essssssssss and saw him at the anchor
ls8sz age Of the ore cable car up
the l,ii across the gulch from the
treStle.
John" said Gallon. Il am getting
old. Years ago there were two part
ners Of us prospected this country.
ami we found free milling gold. l say
We John, but there was Il little girl
| kept the location of that mine to my
self. There was trouble. John. He
suspected me- He turned his dim
ming eyes on the staiwart young man
IN entreaty. Il guess you know why
tried to keep those plans to myself"
who is the man." demanded the Ell
gineer, patting the great iron ore car
rier with his hand as a man pacifies
a restless animal
AT that moment thHre came faint
cry from miner on the trestle.
What does he want?" demanded
Gallon peeviShly
John DORIS eyes saw the miners in
the camp, wives and all. streaming out
and staring upward They had got
the meaning of that cry He thought
to himself. Where is Ruth?" 1t came
OYER him that she was bringing lunch
con TO her father and himself in the
mine. He stared up at that dark hole
i'll the hillside and saw an eddy of
smoke. Instantly he knew that she
must be somewhere within that dark
depth.
With all the force of his lungs be
bawlcd down to the engineer. who was
staring stupidity upward; swung him
self into the bucket. pulled his signal
whistle out of his pocket and blew it
flriously
The engineer seemed to listen for a
moment then kicked off his brake and
blew his answering whistle. A second
later the bucket was swinging down
the lofty cable across the gulch
1t was not clear in Johns mind how
he could rescue Ruth The quickest
way to get to the trestle was by the
bucket; then he would have those long.
long stretches of ties to traverse. and
when he reached that smoke filed tun
mel could he get through? He must
He steadied himself and thought. his
eyes fixed on the hole in the hillside.
The bucket was still surging Il hun
dred feet away from his goal when he
saw the ore car emerge and in it the
slender form of Ruth. No one realized
better than he that her strength was
not equal to setting those brakes and
that she had escaped one death only to
meet another.
His trained eye caught sight of one
chance. He yelled down to the en-
gineer. Quick. quick. Tubbsi"
The engineers blank face upturned
toward him seemed that of man
dazed by imminent disaster. but John
DORIS imperious will reached across
and down that space. The engineer
pulled his throttle wide open. and as he
did so John Dorr swung himself over
the edge of the bucket and. hanging
down by his knees right over the tres
tie, waited for the OncOming car.
RUTH! he cried. Ruth. come to
mer'
de saw her turn toward him. bal
Hnce herself in the swaying ore car
and lift up her arms. He stretched his
own down. and as the mass of steel
and ore dashed under him, caught her
up He did not hear the crash that
followed. all he saw was the upturned
face of the girl he loved, swinging a
hundred feet above death in his strong
arms, safe.
About 5000 miles away a dark and
splendid woman was looking critically |
at her maid. ''Eloise." she was saying, |
Il don't like to be walked this early in |
the morning. have told you often |
enough about this. What do you mean |
by disturbing me for mere letter.
You told me. madame. always to !
call you when. there was letter in this |
handwriting"
The woman under the roseate cover !
lets held cut her ieMeleG hand. The