The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1914-12-19

dreaming OF Two Woheh' IaSi
turn and silent as he was, wrote down
the thoughts which he could not ex
press IN speech. His diary. well thumb
Cd, held the history of many lonely
nirlt. but of all these nights there was
one that stood out in his mind
II was the darkness tnclosing WON
an on bed. He still heard her whis
pered cry. .You speak Of God. Tom
but have no religion but mother
hood" Before his closed eyes came the
yision of a lamp lit, then almost an ap-
parlt.on-the face of his daughter. One
life hac fed. possibly appalled, by the
horrors of world that recks not OF our
poor humanity. Yet there was In the
dead woman's arms a child. gro
tesquely asleep, as II unawakened to
the sorrowssfhis mother had known.
"Ruthv' he cried, There was no an
swer from the still woman In the dark
ness, but thus he had christened his
only child.
II seemed to him as IL that echo still
reverberated from the moon washed
hills which marked the site OF "The
Master Key"
Il am getting old" he thought as he
turned the pages of the diary as II un'
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 IL had been
IN the dayslof his prime, but absolutely
distinct and iclear--what was to become
or Ruth when he died? With his train
Cd business intelligence he set himself
ID solve this question.
He reviewed In his mind all the men
and women he had known, 1t was
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 VIII
kerson. He sternly put out of his mind
the thought of his former partner-the
znan--was he dead? If he had not died
that night In the gulch. If he were still
alive, knowing the secret of 'The Mas
ter Hey" who would save Ruth from
bis yengeancef
Then there rose before his mind the
ntraight. strong, almost austere figure
u his mining engineer, John Dorr-
youthful of course. but be had proved
himself wholly competent In almost
every task that had been given him.
The old man thought more deeply.
He recalled his own former years He
himself had broken down the iron bar
riers OF cold world for the sake OF
woman whose image Ruth was. He
had seen In John DORIS eyes the grow
Ing flame OF love. Long experience
had taught the old man that there IS
no passion so dependable in this world
a. lore.
John Dorr loved Ruth. 1t needed no
monetary bond to assure his fidelity to
her interests. aud with the sudden. I
swift alert step Of man who had
f:ade his final decision he went out on
the porch and called, John, Johnr'
Within the interior OF the little house
cown the hill the engineer Of Thomas
Gkllon's mine had abandoned his blue /
prints TO study the letters on little
pennant which represented his first
victory. touchdown on the football
neid within the last ten seconds Of
play. He knew better than any one
that his mission to Vale Vista was
futile Using every resource at his
command. be could find no paying ore,
and yet-there was the pennant. the
emblem OF victory hard fought and
hard won Should be give up now;
he heard a clear. stern call from up
the hill-"John. John~
''1'ii win out yet for Ruth's sake"
be said as he answered that imperious
cry.
Other ears heard that call. and as
John hastened down the hill be saw
Ruth's figure by the side OF the bunga-
low. and as II BY the opening OF a
shutter be once more law the lights Of
Broadway and a 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
sured that at any moment some other
man possibly thousands OF miles dis
tant Is not planning an act whose por-
tent would never occur 20 him.
At a table in New York restaurant
a man and woman were sitting with
the words Gallon" Dor and ~Wn-
kerson" on their lips.
Harry wflkerson has found Tom
Gallon she said quietly. Il wonder
what win happenT 3
Her companion laughed. "Gallon?
had a college mate named 'Dorr.' who
Is working for a man named Gallon
Somewhere out IN the mines"
The woman'S dark eyes lit up. and
she seemed more strikingly handsome
as she allowed her sudden passion 10
food her sOmi,er face with color.
There A. money In that mine. George
craner she said But this man Dorr
what sort Of chap is hel lou min