The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1916-07-07
CHAPTER xlV-contlnued.

al didn't know you could be so con-
vtncing." was Miss Genevieve's COM
ment. TT was splendid! Nobody will
ever believe that you are going to go
ON building your dam and threatening
Co drown us, after this"
What did l say" queried Brouil-
lard. having, at the moment, only the
haziest possible idea of what he had
said.
-As il you didn't know!" she
laughed you congratulated every
body. And the funny thing about it is
that you didn't say single word about
the Niquoia DAM"
Didn't I? That shows how COM
Fpletely your father has converted me.
how helplessly / am carried along on
the torrent Of events"
But you are not" she said accus-
tngiy. Deep down in your inner con-
eciousness you don't believe little bit
I'm Mirapolis. You are only playing the
game with the rest Of us. Mr.. Brouil-
hard"
German, Mr.. Cortwright's ablest
trumpeter In the realestate booming,
was holding the plaza crowd spell
bound with prophetic outlining of the
Metropolitan future.
In the middle distance and back
grounding the buildings on the oppo-
site side Of the plaza, rose the false
work OF the great dana standing for
est OF sawed timbers, whose afternoon
shadows were already pointing like a
E1rv-tingered fate toward the city of
the plain. But, though the face of the
speaker was toward the shadowing for
est, his words ignored it. "The snow
capped Timayonis," "the mighty Chi
,gringo." and "the golden-veined slopes
OF Jacks mountain" all came in for eu-
logistic mention; but the massive wall
OF concrete, with it's bristling parapet
OF timbers had no part in the orators
tiamboyant descriptive.
Brouillard loved Amy Massingale
with passion which, however blind 1t
might be on the side of the higher
moralities, was still keen-sighted
enough to assure him that every
plunge he made in the Metropolitan
whirlpool was sweeping him farther
away from her.
He had transferred the power COM
pany's stock, minus a single share TO
cover his official standing on the
power company's board, to Cartwright,
and had opened an account at the Nj.
quota National. The ninety-nine thou
sand nine hundred dollars had since
grown by speculative accretions to the
rounded eighth of a million which all
dnanciers agree in calling the stepping
stone to fortune.
He had regarded this money-was
9tiu regarding it--as q loan: his lever
with which to pry out something which
he could really cah his own. But more
and more possession and use were dull
ing the keen edge of accountability
and there were moments OF insight
when the grim irony OF taking the
price OF honor TO pay an honor debt
forced itself upon him. At such mo-
ments he plunged more recklessly, in
one or them taking stock in a gold
dredge company which was to wash
nuggets by the wholesale out of the
Quadiensi bend, in another buying yet
other options IN the newest suburb Of
Mirapolis.
With the waning e. tko day OF cele-
brations the temper o. the street
throngs was changing. /; is only the
people OF the Latinizod CT les who can
take the carnival spirit lightly; in
other blood liberty grow, to license
and the thin veneer of civilized re-
straints quickly disappears. From
early dawn the saloons and dives had
been adding fuel to the flames. and
ught-heartedness and good-natured
horseplay we're giving way to sardonic
aumor and brutality.
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