White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-01-31

turn and silent as he WAS, wrote down
the thoughts which he could not ex-
press In speech. His diary. well thumb
ed, held the history Of many a lonely
night, but OF all these nights there was
one that stood out In his mind.
1t was the darkness inclosing a wom-
an on a bed. liz still heard her whis-
pered cry, You speak Of God, Tom.
but | have no religion but mother
hood" Before his closed eyes came the
vision OF n lamp lit, then almost an ap-
parition-the face of his daughter. One
life had fed. possibly appalled, by the
horrors OF a world that recks not of our
poor humanity. Yet there was In the
dead woman's arms II child, gro
tesauely asleep. as II awakened to
the sorrows this mother had known.
Ruth he cried. There was no an
swer from the still woman In the dark
ness. but thus he had christened his
only child.
IL seemed TO him rs II 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 rs II I'M.
consciously counting the years sinee a
woman bad leaned over his shoulder.
"Rutlli' he murmured again.
The problem before him was no
longer dim and vague, as II had been
in the days Of his prime, but absolutely
distinct and clear what was to become
of Ruth when lie died. With his train
ed business intelligence he set himself
to solve this question.
lie reviewed In his mind all the men
and women he had known. IL was a
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 dcscrt-and WI
kerson. He sternly put out of his mind
the thought of his former partner-the
nun was he dead1 If he had not died
thai night I'm the ruleh. IL he were still
alive, knowing the secret Of The Mas.
ter Key. who would save Ruth from
his vengeance
Then there rose before his mind the
straight. strong. almost austcre figure
of his mining engineer, John Dorr-
youthful. Of course. bur he had proved
himself wholly competent In almost
every task thai had been given him.
The old man thought more deeply.
He recalled hls " former years. lie
himself had broken down the iron bar
riers OF "A cold world Tor the sake Of a
woman whose Image Ruth WAS. He
had seen in John DORIS eyes the grow
ing namc Of love Long experience
had mnght the old man that there is
no passion 80 dependable I'm this world
as love.
John Dorr loved Ruth II needed no
monetary bond 10 assure his fidelity TO
her interests. aud with the sudden.
swift. alert step Of a man who had
made his FINAL decision he went out on
the porch aud called. John, Johnf
Within the interior Of the little house
down the hin the engineer Of Thomas
Gallons mine Ind abandoned his blue
prints 10 study the letters on a little
peDnant which represented his first
victory. Il touchdown on the football
field within the last ten seconds Of
play. He knew better han any one
that his mission 10 Nnile Vista WIS
futile. Using every resource at his
command, he could ind no paying ore.
and yet there was the pennant, the
emblem of victory hard fought and
hard won. Should he give up now
lie heard . clear. stern call from up
the hill John. john
I'll win our yet for fluth's sake
he said Ms hc answered thai impcrious
cry.
Other ears heard TINT call. and as
John FASTENED down the hill he saw
Rnth's figure by the side Of the bunga-
low, and rs II by the opening of Il
shutter he once more saw the lights of
Broadway and a table spread with
linen. two people sitting there his
evil %genluses.
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 10 him
At II table in n New York restaurant
a man and woman were sitting with
the words Gallon" "Dorr" and Evil
kerson' on their lips.
Harry Wilkerson has found Tom
Gallon she said quietly. II wonder
what will happen?"
Her companion laughed. Gallon? l
had n college mate named 'Dorr.' who
~ working for n man named Gallon
soDewhere out In the mines"
The woman's dark eyes lit up. and
she seemed more strikingly handsome
MS she allowed her sudden passion to
mood her somber face with color
There Is money In that mine, George
Crane!' she said, but this man Dorr
what sort OF chap Is hei You min.