The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1916-05-19
EIGHTH lNSTALLMENT
THE RACE FOR RIGHT OF WAY

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turned over his first leaf In the book
Of gratitude proved . difficulty for
Helen. But it seemed to her the first
thing to be attempted was to get him
well away from 3eagrue's influence.
Seagrue, with the ample backing at
his disposal, had established an elabo-
rate constructor camp we'll out on
the desert. whsf. he coupled with his
railroad building enterprise as much
Of fraudulent deceit and force as he
dare display toward Rhinelander and
the lei in the Copper Range & Tide
water construction work. The prize
for which both roads were playing
In the tremendous effort Of each to
get ahead of the other was a sub
stantial one. and Seagrue was never
called to account at his headquarters
for his strategy in the construction
trenches.
On the morning that Helen took
Spike down street to a Las Vegas
clothing store. had him fitted out with
new clothes and provided him with
some pocket money, Seagrue was on
his way over to his camp, accom-
panied by the two strong-arms.
known by no more respectable m
than Bill and Lug. He saw Helen on
the street with Spike and watched the
two for a moment. Dispatching Bill
then to the garage for his motor car
and bidding Lug, on his life, not Il
lose sight of Spike, Seagrue, himself.
FASTENED to the office of the local
sheriff.
Explaining to this official, already
made cOmplacent by generous Of
lerings, that he had on his hands a
contract labOrer who was trying to
Jump his Job, he engaged his promise
of vigorous cooperation to bring
Spike to time.
Seagrue led tho way with him to
the machine. which Bill had brought
up. and. getting in with the sheriff,
Bill drove toward the station. Helen
had returned with Spike to the office,
ehe had paid for a railroad ticket
which was to carry him to the city,
where, she believed, freed from Sea
grue's communicating influence, Spike
would have q chance to get back on
his feet.
Spike, in a comfortable frame OF
mind. was looking down at the ticket
In his hand and rejecting what an ex-
t~raordinary friend Helen had been,
aud how considerably she had treated
Mn, when a quiet voice at his elbow
ppoke just two words into his ear:
Hello. Spike!"
Spike, who lived, o. it were, at all
dimes over a powder magazine of the
unexpected. started a little as he
turned to look into the composed gray
eyes OF Seagrue. He stood a moment
bound by their spell.
Seagrue's face was lighted only BY q
p%leasant smile. Where you going,
1pike?" he asked in friendly fashion.
He looked about him with INDIGESTION,
and as his eyes wandered he saw Sea-
Erue beckoning to the sheriff to come
over from the machine.
Seagrue, meantime, put his hand in
bis pocket. From it he drew a worn
Attle pamphlet. and affecting careful
elaboration. held it in his hand before
Spikes wavering eyes. In the black
1Aced type on the cover a name and
description were printed. but what
Spike saw staring at him were the fig
0es and the words:
$4,000 REWARD!"
But TO Spike that one line OF type
Aeant infinitely mor than it could
lean % any other man.
Seagrue Watched closely the chang.
~ expressions On the hunted Grim
|nalis face: he was even quiet and
|ploasant IN his 1emeanor ~ he NUT
|eored: You shauldn't try 10 leave me
~ leasA oot until I say you
|nay Co."
.0eagrue." 0DGno almost Kissed. Il
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