The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1916-03-22

LU0O0E 0l0 engine VIII WEoACA 6uu
hammer. while in the distance seagrue
could see the spiderwater cutting the
waves like foaming glass and slipping
away to where stormy directors
meeting was in session at Oceanside,
and Rhinelander was in the fight Of
his life to prevent summary action be-
inx taken to stop the cutoff work. In
vain he showed Helen's telegram,
which had come in time tarescus him
from complete defeat. But Seag.ue's
henchman, Capelle, conniving with the
disaffected element in the directorate.
was pushing to vote with every pros
pect OF success the resolution to stop
work.
& what have We got to 10 on?" he
demanded, facing Rhinelander down.
You know as well % do we are
throwing hundreds Of Thousands into
project absolutely uncertain. You Of
fer q telegram. What good is the
telegram? Where can Helen Holmes
get Z survey ut an hours notice that
would Justify us In keeping on?"
Beside the engine OF the limited the
conductor and Seagrus were volleying
sharp and Suspicious questions at the
fireman. He told. reluctantly. Of the
mysterious launch and Of Storms ex-
change of signals. No more was need
ed to infuriate seagrue. who now I'M
derstood the connivance. Storm
crawled out from under the engine
and seagrue met him with IN abusive
epithet. The stalwart engineman
promptly knocked him down. The crew
dragged. the two men apart and the
conductor ordered the fireman to take
the limited in. Storm, with folded,
arms. refusing to lend further %.
sistance. But despite his, stabborn.
ness the big train pulled into Ocean
side Just after Helen stepped from the
deck Of the speed launch to the dock.
She ran al the way up the esplanade.
survey In hand, to where she could
catch taxtcab and drove hard for the
.Ttlewat4r building:: 1'AereahS alight:
ed only to be confronted BY two. NET,
-OSakrus and an ,6thcer. Ssszrus
pointed to Helen: There she ID!
There are tho documents she stols-in,
her hand. Arrest her!" 4
Before Helen could collect her
senses. the onicer had seized her and,
seagrus had 6natckSd the survey.
STOP" she cried. that IL my prop
srty, stolen from my fsfh1A + not
he. an ~tts r1ghttul own6r!"S
While she protested. stormed and
wept tears OF humiliation and anger,
Seagrue was producing papers to con.
vince the slow-witted official that the
survey belonged to him and that Helen
was the thief. In spite of all she could
say, he won out Indeed, the guardian
Of the law was ready to take Helen
to the station when Seagrue magnani-
mously interviewed, told him to let her
70 and said he was satisfied to recover
his property.
Upstairs tho directors were closing
their protracted session. Rhinelander
vainly trying o>hold them together uns
til his ally should appear. The sound
Of M, opening door raised his hopes.
Helen rushed into the room and has,
tened to his side. 3
1.-THE survey-where is it," he cried,
reading bad news in her face.
She told him Of her battle-of how
she had been robbed at the very foot
Of what were once her fathers stairs.
Everyone listened. Then half dozen
men began talking-some for, some
Against crediting what they had just
heard.
Rhinelander put his arm around the
despairing girl. mo matter. We know
now who has our property, gentlemen.
Wen get It yet"
Capelle. laughing furtively. left the
room to report to Seagrue. The chair
man raped for order. Rhinelander.
trying to comfort Helen, took her to
her taxicab and they drove back to the
launch together. Dazed. furious at her
misfortune, Helen met another sur
prise at the pier. Storm, awaiting
her return there, helped her to alighs
from the taxicab. She could only re.
gard him breathlessly. He laughed in
his .reassuring way: ITS really l." he
said to her. offering his hand. I'm
discharged-but I told the superin-
tendent l might yet live long enough
to discharge him. What do you think
he threw back at me? I hope II ever
deserve 1t a. much as you do, you will
discharge me- guess It, was COM
ing" concluded Storm good naturally.
"But I've got marine license and I'm
going to run your launch to Signal bay
for you. Got plenty Of gas In the old
tub. Helen?"
His robust humor was infectious.
With Storm at the drivers wheel, they
soon reached the oding in the launch
and were discussing the exciting
events of the night when Helen's eyes
fixed on the canvas covering the deck
of the boat. 1t was on this she had
laid the blue print to dry and the i'm
preston had been definitely trans
ferred. She seized her uncls's arm.
pointed and explained. Rhinslender.