Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1916-06-08

ut Omar during his absence. The ply
sician, who was fully in his chiefs
confidence, gravely discussed their du-
ties with them, and so discreet was
he that they had no faintest suspicion
that he knew their secret. 1t was typ
ical of O'Neil and his boys" that they
hould show this chiyalry toward two
fricndlcss outcasts. 1t was typical of
them also that they one and all con-
stltutcd themselves protectors of Nata-
lie II her mother. letting it be known
through the town that the slightest
rudencss toward the women would be
promptly punished.
While O'NeiTs unexpected departure
caused some comment, no one cXccDt
AIS trusted ~licutcnnnts dreamed of the
grave Importance of his mission. They
knew the necessities that bounded him.
they were we'll aware of the trcm-
bling insecurity in which affairs now
stood, but they maintained their cheer
1ul industry, they pressed the work
with unabatcd energy, and the road
crept forward foot by foot, rs steadily
and as smoothly as if he himself were
on the ground to direct it.
Thus far ONeirs rivalry with the
trust had been friendly, if spirited, but
ms action in coming to the assistance
OF Mrs. Gerard and her daughter rails
ed up Il new and vigorous enemy whose
methods were not as s%crupulous as
those OF the ucidlcmanns.
Gordon was Il strangely unbalanced
man. He was magnetic, his mpniality
was really heart warming, yet he was
perfectly cold blooded i'll his selfish
ness. He was cool and calculating, but
interference reused him to an almost
insane pitch of passion. Tickle in most
thlnSS, he wa uncompromising i'm his
hatreds. ONeifs generosity in afford
ing sanctuary to his defiant mistress
struck NM as a personal a%tfront, and
it famed his dislike of his rival into a
consuming rage. 1t was with no
thought of profit that he cast about for
a means of Gripping O'Neil.
Dan Appleton entered the bungalow
one evening. wet and tired from his
work, to find Eliza pacing the floor in
agitation.
whats the matter. Sis?" he inquir-
ed, with quick concern.
His sister pointed to a copy of the
Review which that DAYS mail had
brought.
Look at that she cried. Read it,
oh, your story, eh"
Read it,
lie read Il column and then glanced
up to find her watching him with an
cry eyes.
Gee, that's pretty rough on the
chief, Kid! l thought YOU liked him."
he said gravely.
Il do! do. Don't you understand,
dummy? l didn't write that. They've
changed my story-distorted it. I'm
furious."
Dan whistled softly. ~ didn't sup
pose they'd try anything like that, but
they did a good job while they were at
it. Why. you'd think O'Neil was Il
CRATER and the S. Il. and n. nothing
but a land grabbing deal.."
How dared they" the girl cried.
The actual changes aren't so many
just enough to alter the effect of the
story-but that's what makes it SO
deyilish. For instance, l described the
obstacles and the handicaps Mr.. O'Neil
has had to overcome in order to show
the magnitude Of his enterprise, but
Drake has altered it so that the phys
zeal conditions here seem to be in
superablc, and he makes me say that
the road is doomed to failure. That's
the way he changed it all through"
1T may topplc the chiefs plans
over. They're very insecure. 1t plays
right into the hands of his enemies,
too, and, of course, Gordon's press bu-
reau will make the most of it."
"Heavcns, I want sympathy, not
abuse". walled his sister. Its all due
to the policy Of the Review. Drake
thinks everybody up here is a thief. I
dare say they are, but how can I face
NJ. O'Ncil:'
Dan shook the paper i'll his fist.
Are you going to stand for this?" he
demanded.
Hardly. | cabled the office this
morning, and here's brakes answer"
She read:
"'Stuff colorlcss. Don't allow admi-
ration warp Judgment Can you beat
that?"
"IIe thinks you've surrendered to
Murray, like all the Others"
y hate him." cried Eliza. II detest
him."
"Who? O'Ncil or Drake?"
Both. Mr.. O'Ncil for putting me in
the position of a traitor and Drake for
%presnnling to rewritc my stuff. I'm
going to resign, and I'm going to leave
Omar before Murray O'Neil comes
back"
Don't be Il Quitter, sis. If you
throw up the job the paper will send
somebody who will lie about us to suit
tho Do1io,- of tho oGico Show ION,