The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1914-04-16

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.save him. He asks his daushte.. NJ.
Haleey. to take charge OF Ai: ho0esnosS.
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sAos near the Woeks.
cHAPTGR x.-ceWtlaved.
Rawn asked nothing better than this
Sdea. It was beautiful. and he valued
1t over all his many and various other
ventures. He could let bis silent
partner put other men out OF work:
and % these could be rehired at such
price - he himself cared to set. He
saw the time approach when he would
Be- able to retail at 4 price. remote
from his silent. tireless partners Ia
bors. msrchantable packages Of power.
to feed . cart. a pillow. . wheel OF any
sort: power to lift and labor. to toll
ceaselessly without remonstrancs. Il
was and 10 4 splendid dream. lts bear
ing 10 ~ yo1 be Rawn or Halsey. That
kind as ourselves shall say.
Shall We blame ourselves. or John
Rawn. in this republic. that he saw
q ahead only limitless personal pow
q. limitless gold. jewels. wine. women.
personal indulgence Of any sort that
appealed to him? Shall We blame Hal
soy for dreading the issue Of these
plans. delaying them all he could !:
clinging to the belief that the earth
Of: and that the Lord gave 1t to all
mankind? And shall We blame the
stock holders for being impatient At
reaewed delays! The wire transmits
sion was installed. making every man
In the International rich. Yet every
man in the secret Of the real ambi-
tion Of this company burned inwardly
at this enforced secrecy and this un-
= seemly delay. The mysterious factory
at the edge Of the great inland city
still was silent. The directors ragged.
They wanted to drain to the last drop
the strength even of this tireless
giant. They wanted to begin to bot
tie, measure and sell. sell for ever.
the very force which holds the spheres
in their places In time We shall per.
hAps see completed what these men
planned. There IL no logical reason
why, II one planet can be owned by q
John Rawn or 20, yet others should
not
For long time Jim Sullivan. fore
man at the factory Of the Information
Il, wondered and pondered ~ to the
real intent Of these strange machines
which he saw little by little growing
up under the uncommunicative direc-
ton Of the superintendent. Halsey. He
had never seen anything like them.
with their vast coils Of insulation.
their intricate cogs and wheels. their
centrally-hidden huge glass jars. and
the long. toothed ridge. like delicate
metal comb. which surmounted the
top Of each. There was something
mysterious about 1t all. He was sure
that Halsey did something with these
machines when the men were not
about. The very air seemed throb-
Ding with some tense quality Of mys-
tery. The men themselves were sus-
picious. irritable. Never was the air
in any factory more surcharged alike
with ignorance and with anxiety. Man
after man, good mechanic though he
was, quit the place simply because he
did not know what he was doing The
feeling Of mystery was tense, oppres-
sive.
On one certain Sunday morning Jim
Sullivan strolled over to the vacant
factory. He knew that the superin.
tendent had spent almost the entire
night there working alone on one of
these mysterious machines. 1t stood
there now. And-yes! 1t was different
!. from what It had been when Sullivan
last saw It! 1t was now apparently
complete, 20 far as he could tell.
There was no one near 1t. Halsey had
gone home, to bed. OF late he had
been very tired. pale. haggard: and he
always was At work In the factory,
when good men slept. and knew light
winged dreams.
Jim Sullivan stood now looking at
the grim, uncanny machine. hands in
his pockets. wondering. He looked
about him, superstitiously. There
seemed 10 Oe oO"eSula8 IN Tue alI, ne
could not explain what. He turned
looking behind him. and tiptoed to the
front door, where Tim Carney, the
blue-coated guardian. stood leaning
against the wall.
"Tim!" he whispered, although there
was none to hear Come on In here!"
What 10 It, Jim!" asked the watch.
man.