Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1916-05-20
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Deer in South America. on the
ragged fringe of the outskirts Of proc
ress, Alan Wayne was pushing a long
bridge across a dried-up watercOurse.
He was sick, tired, Disguised over
and over again he had grumbled to
McDougal that it was a job for ma
son and McDougal had patiently an
swered, I'm the mason, Mr.. Wayne.
DO you lie bye wee and gle the fever
chance to get out of the body" But
Alan stuck jealousy to his job Ten
Percent Wayne might retire on his
laurels but he could never be beaten.
Every third day the fever in his
bones seized his body in grip that
could not be denied, shook it till it rat
tied and cast ii down limp. cold and
hot. teeth Chattering and then clenched
and then chattering again. But on
the days between Alan made up for
the lapse. He became a devil hanging
on the backs of his men and driving
them to superhuman efforts Terror
held them. They We're Italians. far
from home 4 wilderness stretched
between them and the sea The sea It.
self was none OF theirs; it was but an
added barrier. A Iaadman had them
in thrall. Terror drove them. 1t was
a race to finish the bridge before he
killed them. - am going to be sick" he
had told them IL cold, rand words, Il
am going TO be sick. but before I'm
finished the bridge is finished or" He
smiled and made a gesture with his
hand TO show how he would brush
them all off into the dry gorge His
| smile terrified more than the raised
hand.
The giant gang boss, McDoueal
stood by and nodded solemn conhrma-
ton. When Alan was III by day, Me
/ Dougal left him and drove the men In
his stead, but when the hour for knock
ing off came with the sudden eclipse
Of the sun by the horizon, he hurried
TO Alan's tent, fshed him out from
some corner on the floor, wrapped hiu
in blankets, dosed him with quinlne.
tempted him with poor. weak broths
and nursed him. unprotesting, through
the night
McDougal had followed Alan into
strange lands and strange places and
seen him in many a deep hole, and
through it all Alan had been the same
IA purring dynamo at work He had
been the same until this trip into the
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change had come over him. There were
times when he talked aud what he said
was, "No more trips for me, McDougal.
I'm a consulting engineer from this
ON" McDougal had heard more than
one man talk like that under fever an0
he frowned. trying to remember one OF
them that had ever come back
Alan was Injured to river fever He
had fought it often, and when he saw
the fetid pools Of stagnant water in
the dried up watercOurSe he knew he
would have to fight 1t again. Some
how. some night, mosquito was
bound to get at him. and the fever
would begin He doubled his proven
tive dose Of quinine but he could not
double his spirits for the battle. He
came TO the field with a gnawing AT
those sources Of health. a calm mind
and sure sleep, Sleep did not come
as Of old after the days work. In
stead he tossed and twisted on his
narrow cot and finally would turn on
the electric torch 10 read two letters
over and over again.
One he read with curl Of the lip.
1t was from pretty woman that had
duttcred into his life and out. lie had
forgotten her and now she had come
back to buzz words IN bis buzzing ears.
She said. 1T costs a woman to learn
that happiness is not really tangible.
Between being fortunate ana happy q
gulf is fixed. was Fortunate just
not miserable--and stood on the brink
Of the gulf Happiness brushed me
with It's wings | reached out to
catch it and the gulf took me How
long viii it be before | climb back
to the height that seemed not so very
high when / possessed IT. don't
know do not hate you-ouly
myself You have known many WON
en-. but you have not known me That
ia the bitter part. You do not know
what gave you. One thing / ASA you
and the words as I write are blurred
with tears Ike my eycs-if ever
foolish woman, honest and true rs
was, offers you the same sacrifice do
not take it. ! have suffered for an the
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Fool" said Alan to himself, fool,
not to sec that ! turned her wish
washy weakness into strength and
loosed q dumb tongue
What sort Of a reply do you
suppose the cync Alan wrot; 70
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