The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1916-01-27
COPYRIGHT 1915. ~ FRANK II spEAsnA.

AOIuihcu anu sat cAdLlluluB IcpOTLS dL
the other end of the library. He could
overhear Rhinelander's reassuring
words to Helen. The Copper Range
and Tidewater will continue opera
tions just as fast as money can be
raised his uncle was saying. I'VE
can begin the work of building the
cutoff where 1t leaves the main line.
Meantime. we will send out new sur.
veying parties on reconnaissance to try
to relocate the pass through the Super
stition range. All may come well yet,
little girl
He patted her hand, rose and left
her. Seagrue at a distance studied
the outline of the slender figure and
the striking silhouette of Helen's
head and neck as she stood looking
out OH the ~Tain-bedten landscape. He
walked over to where she remained
oblivious to his presence and ven
tured a few carefully chosen words Of
sympathy. Nothing so d~espicable, SO
~pusillanimous as this had ever marked
his career, but he had groomed him
sell IOT anything.
II am in a position, Helen" he went
on, perhaps a better position than any
among your fathers friends, to take
up his work where he left il off. His
to see to their punishment. His new
line a be made a valuable property.
| am willing and able to provide the
mean to put 1t through. But / I'M
alone, as you know. l care for no one
other than you've told you that. Let
me take your troubles. Be my wife"
II have told you," she said. look
ing down but speaking quick and firm
ly, that / can't listen to you on that
subject. Could you possibly expect me
to do sc at a moment like this-my
father" her voice faltered-"scarce-
ly buried!"
She put her handkerchief to her face
and walked away. Swallowing his hu-
initiation with a resolve to conquer her
obstinacy yet, he followed her with his
gaze up the stairs. Then he sauntered
yer to the table at which she had
been comforting with his uncle. There
lay the bundle of stock certificates. He
felt SO completely master of the situa-
ton that he involutarily made a ges-
ture as IL to tear the batch In two.
Rhinelander, coming into the library
at that moment from his room, saw the
movement. He took the securities int
patiently from Seagrue's hand. You
treat these as II they were waste pa
per. They are not. On the contrary,
IL | have my way that cutoff is going
to be built" he declared emphatically.
Leaving him, Rhinelander went up
stairs to find Helen. Put these GER
tiicates away, my dear" he said with
seriousness. Although they don't
stand for much now" he paused
some day / may call on you for
them"
Seagruc, laughing a little to himself
had turned. when his uncle walked
away, to light a cigarette. AS he did
this O servant approached him bearing
a shabby-looking, flnger-marked note.
It bore no address.
Seagrue opened the envelope and
read:
Somebody will have to help me out
of here or I'll squeal. No more at
present from SPIKE"
1t was a blunt shock. But Seagrue
knew from what Capelle, his lawyer,
had told him, that this man meant
always what he said. He pondered
his dilemma for a time, decided W.T.
must be done, asked q servant for
his hat and coat and Fastening out
headed his car for Cedar Grove, where
Spike and Hyde lay i~ncarcerated. Ar
ranging by telephone as soon as he
reached the little town for a meeting
with Capelle. Seagrue inquired his
way to the prison.
The jailer had brought Spike his
MONDAY meal-a dish of stew, a loaf
OF segggy bread and a tin of coffee
and Spike was settling himself on his
iron cot when Seagrue. with the jailer,
entered his cell.
Greetings passed between Seagrue
and Spike as they me- and the two
exchanged o few bluf1ng remarks, cal
culated to mislead the listening off,
cial. But Spikes rowing eyes riveted
themselves gradually on the bunch of
jangling keys carried by the jailer in
his hand. When the jailer looked his
way, the bullet head OF Spike was
down and his eyes were fixed on the
loaf OF heavy bread from which he vas
tearing great chunks to eat. A thought
had come into his head and II 1t
could be successfully acted on, it Of
fered q faint hope OF escape. Watch
ing his opportunity. he managed after
some effort to mako Seagrue under
stand what he wanted. 1. g.. that no
should occupy for q while the jaiier's
attention.
In the meantime. while Spikes iron
Jaw was grinding at . chunk Of the
crusk. he was tearing out the center
qfEfhe loaf df bread with his hand
alehAd
within his palm. seagrue made : good
confederate. and without much trouble