Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-02-26
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runs after him in q tangle OF snort
skirts to bid him good-by.
CHAPTER II-Captain Wayne tells
Alan of the falling of the Waynes.
Glenn drinks Alan's health on his
birthday.
CHAPTER III-Judge Healey buys
picture for AliX Lansing. The Judge
defends Alan in his business with his
employers.
, CHAPTER IV-Alan and AliX meet
at sea, homeward bound. and start
Irritation. which becomes serious.
CHAPTER V-At home. Nance Ster-
ling asks Alan to go away from AliX.
Alix is taken to task by Gerry, her
husband, for her conduct with Alan
and defies him.
CHAPTER VI-Gerry, as he thinks,
sees Alix and Alan eloping, drops
ev"~vthing, and goes to Pernambuco.
CHAPTER WI-a,A caves Alan on
the train and goes home to find that Ger
ry has disappeared.
CHAPTER vIII-Gerry leaves Pernam-
buco and goes to Pirannas On q canoe
Trip ne meets native girl.
CHAPTER IX-The Judge fails to trace
Gerry baby is born to Alix.
CHAPTER X-The native girl takes
Gerry. to her .home and shows him the
ruined plantation she is mistress of. Ger
~ HdTIlSS n9r.
CHAPTER XI-At Maple house Col
llngeford tells how he met Alan-"Ten
Per Cent Wayne"-building a bridge in
Africa
CHAPTER II-Colllngeford meets Alix
and her baby and he gives her encour-
agement about Gerry.
Il turned back. I'd been ..
before but never as angry as that.
Bodsky was already getting up the fly
OF tent. I saw it coming he said
with his quiet little laugh that you
never hear when there's anything to
laugh at. Look here, Bodsky, 1
said, let's walk to the old crossing
And he answered, My dear chap. I'm
going to sit right here. ! wouldn't
miss this for shot at elephant. That
man is Ten Percent Wayne.
'Where'd you meet hlmY l asked.
"'Never met him. said Bodsky,
but I've heard of him. So had L.
We sat down together under the fly
on a couple Of loads and propped two
whiskies-and-warm-water on another
load in front of us and watched Wayne
while Wayne watched his men.
Suppose we offer him drink I
said and ran The sweat off my eye
brows with my finger.
"Bodsky looked at me pityingly. so
you want to get burned again. Does
that man look to you as though he
was thinking about a drink? Well, let
me tell you he isn't Every bit of him
is thinking about that bridge every
minute. God! l haven't seen men
driven like that since l was a boy.
Once more there's something new in
Africa! And I've never seen a man
drive --imself like that, anywhere All
the Mongol!an and Tatar that is said
to lurk in every Russian seemed to
be leaking out of Bodsky's narrowed
eyes.
I'VE sat there and drank and smoked
and sweated, and sulked. Every once
In while Bodsky would say some
thing. First it was: Those boys are
from the South. Must have brought
them with him. Then it was: He
knows something about the sun. He
keeps his head in the shade-spot from
that lonely palm And finally: Col
lingeford, | never despised your intel
lect before. What are you sulking
for? Can't you see what's up? Can't
you understand that If n man will
stand for two hours shifting an inch
at time with the shade rather than
disturb half dozen niggers at work
to go and get helmet he isn't going
to call those niggers of to let a couple
of loafers like US crawl across his
girders? What you and 1 are staring
at is just plain common garden work
with a capital w, stark naked and
ugly, but it's great
"And right there saw the light. To
US two the mystery of Ten Percent
Wayne was revealed. He could drive
men. He couIu make bricks without
straw. While work was on, nothing
else mattered. Right and, wrong were
measured by the needs of that bridge
and death was too good for the shirk-
er. And with the light I forgot the
brute in the man tearing along the
dizzy height of the girder to lash a
loafer and only remembered that he
had risked his life to avenge just one
moment stolen from the days work"
The stem of Collingeford's wine
glass snapped between bis fingers.
"I'm sorry" he said, laying the pieces
aside. He smiled q little nervously
on the three tense faces before him.
II don't tell that story often. 1t goes
too deep. Not everybody understands.
Some people call Wayne no better than
a murderer; but I'm not one of them.
And Bodsky says there have been a
lot OF murderers he'd like to take to
his club"
u. Y, there's somebody listening
at the door," said the captain. "Been
there some time"
j. Y. swung around and threw open
the door. He sprang forward and
caught Clem in the act of flight. He
brought her back into the room and
sat down, holding her upright beside
him. ]. Y. was proud and for mo-
ment Collingeford's presence CALLED
him. What were you doing, Clem p
he asked.
Clematis was in that degree Of en-
barrassment and disarray which
makes lovely youth shade more love