Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1916-05-26

the devils thumb-prints on 1t, and be
merely claimed his own and got it"
Then he went on as one determined to
leave nothing untold. "Cortwright had
bought me, and l served him as only
man in my position could serve him.
became a promoter, a booster with
the others. There have been times
| when a word from me would have
| pricked the bubble. haven't said the
word l am not saying it now. If
should say it I'd lose at a single
! stroke all that have been fighting for
! And l am not a good loser, Amy"
! For once the keen. apprehending per
ception failed.
Il don't understand" she said, speak !
ing as if she were cropping in thick |
darkness. ''I mean l don't understand |
the motive that could"
He turned to her in dumb astonish- |
ment
81 thought ! had been making 1t |
plain as I went along. You wanted |
something-you needed it-therefore !
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the curious part of the besetment is
that have known all along that was
killing your love for me. If it wasn't
quite dead before, it will die now-now
that have told you how l am fiinging
the last vestiges of uprightness and
honor to the winds"
But how?" she queried. "You
haven't told me-"
with the dam completed before con
gress could intervene, Mirapolis would,
of course, be quite dead and ready for
its funeral But if the Cartwright peo-
pie industriously insist that the spend
ing of another million or two of gov
ernment money is only another plum
for the city and its merchants and in
dustries, that, Notwithstanding the re-
newed activities, the work will still
stop short of completion and the city
will be saved by legislative enactment.
the innocent sheep may be made to
bleed again and the wolves will es-
cape"
She shuddered and drew a little
apart from him on the log step.
''But your part in this horrible plot,
| Victor" she asked.
ct is as simple as it is despicable.
In the first place, l am to set the stu
alton before the department in such
light as to make it clearly matter OF
public policy to take advantage of the
present Mirapolitan crisis by pushing
I the work vigorously to a conclusion
After thus turning on the spigot of
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pay rolls and at the same time to hold
back on the actual progress of the
work. That is all-except that | am to
keep my mouth shut"
"But you can't, you can't!" she cried.
I Then, in a passionate outburst: IF
i you should do such thing as that, it
n wouldn't kill my love-I can't say that
any more; but it would kill me-I
H shouldn't want to live!"
| He looked around at her curiously,
\ as if he were holding her at arms
| length.
! Shall 1 do what you would have me
!. do, Amy? Or shall I do what is best
= for you?" The opposing queries were
as impersonal as the arm 's-length gaze
v The tears had burned out of the
steadfast eyes which were resting
d with the shining soul looking out
through them, upon the crimsonine
" snow peaks of the distant Timanyonis
n How little you know the real love!'
IS she said slowly.
# He got up stifdy and helped her tc
her feet and together they stood look
!. ing down upon the city of the plain
,e lying now under the curved, sunset
le shadow cast by the mighty, intending
p sweep of the great dam.
n
Monsieur Poudrecaulx Bongras, ro
" tund, smiling and reached and waxet
i. to a broad burlesque of second-empirt
le fierceness, looked in vain among hi
er dinner guests that evening for thu
N chief of the reclamation service, ant
Id Brouillard's absence held a small dis
as appointment for the Frenchman. Ru
Id NOR, the rumor which was never quie
ly and which could never be traced con
clusively to it's source, was again bus,
t; with exciting hints of a new era o
ne prosperity about to dawn, and Bongra
to had hoped to drop his own little plum
D. met of inquiry into the reclamation
service chief
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