The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1916-03-30

The repairing Of the damaged roll
way was another revelation to the
easterner. New tlmbsrs we're brought
down and the slanting floor was thick
ly underpinned. Then with pick and
shovel the men went at the work OF
digging out the damaged timbers. The
work was heavier. more dangerous and
disagreeable by reason OF the water
four feet deep at low tide. eight at
high. which Tapped their bases.
Daily put them at the digging from
the slope side al low tide; but on the
second day he stood long running his
blunt fingers through his hair, as was
his custom when perpleXed
Sandry had come down from tho
Office and now stood on the track
above the rollway looking over the
wet country below. At the rolway's
foot the sluggish ribbon OF tldewater.
sullen and discolored. wound up from
the south. To the north the valley
lifted gently toward the camp and the
wilderness beyond.
Suddenly, Daily" he said, what
are you going to do about III"
- don't just know The men can't
work In the water, and them piles have
got to come out. But there's a way OF
doin' IL, Of course"
"Of course" said the Customer, "and
why not go al II from aboye?"
The foreman looked at him inquir'
ingly.
THAT left bank OF the slough up
there Is In the form OF a ridge Don't
you think we could set crew at II at
low tide and dig It through, turning
the water into the field yonder? That
would leave the slough empty here for
the time between high tides Could
you get the timbers out in q few
hours?"
Daily's experienced eye had already
taken in every detail Of the possibili-
ties as Sandry talked.
That's a good scheme, Mr. Sandry,"
he said slowly. - believe itll work"
So II was that the first practical sug
ges,on of the new owner was set into
action.
The whole crew OF the camp vas
brought out OF the hills and set to
work and the damaged rollway was re-
paired as good as new, the break in
the west bank filled. the slough run
ming full again and nothing to show
for the trouble but the Hooded field Of
tules.
Under Walter Sandry's cool &c.
meanor there was a small glow OF
satisfaction. sense of having In a
way redeemed himself
At supper time sletz, moving be-
tween the tables, laughed to herself,
softly. and her dark eyes under the
little shadow OF her parted hair held
a sparkling gleam as II she had seen
that conflict and enjoyed IT,
"Siletz," said the owner. coming in
suddenly from the east porch after the
men had tramped heavily away to the
bunkhouse, whom do you know out.
side this camp?"
She was alone in the big spotless
kitchen, her sleeves rolled up from her
arms, slim and brown with a smooth
color that was of the suns giving.
Outside the camp" she asked. turn
ing to him for a moment, stopped in
some task Of the aftermath Of the
meal, "why-nobody."
Don't you ever go down to Toledo?"
Sandry was leaning in the doorway.
his bright blue eyes upon her
Sometimes"
"Have you no friends there7 No
girl friends?"
She shook her head and he noticed
the clean profile, the shape Of the
small pointed chin, the good forehead
conflicting with a vague suggestion OF
neeting wild things in the yelyety
eyes
is there no one with whom you as.
sociate outside the camp? Thind."
Suddenly there passed over her fea.
lures a quick change lie could liRen
It to nothing but a wind on the surface
OF water, just q breath Of change.
only the Preacher" she said with
swift slurrilg Of sortness in her
voice.
THE Preacher"
you don't know him. He only comes
sometimes lie was here Just before
you came"
"Who is he?" asked sandry cupious.
ly.
81 don't know. Nobody knows. But
| love him"
THE Preacher" he said to himself a
little later In the bare south room un.
der the dripping caves. HIM! The
Bible-oi course"
With a new interest he picked up
the quaint old book OF Holy Writ and
let It fall open in his hands as 1t mad
way OF doing
Out from that marvellous song OF an
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