The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-11-30

catching OF her breath.
Your brother put a weapon In
my hands. and ! have used II.
There was one ture way 10 make
the railroad people get busy again.
They couldn't sit ttiii II all the
world we're trying to get to a new
cold camp. TO which they already
have line graded and nearly
ready for tho steel"
And You have
lilo nodded.
Il had Levy put the spoonful OF
nuggets In his window"
She had re,reated TO take her
former position. leaning agains,
the porch post. and she had grown
suddenly calm.
God sometimes saves US in spite
Of ourselves" she said Eravely.
Tho excitement will die out
There are no piacers In the Nj
quota The bars have been pros
pec,ed again and again"
They have been.---''
BroulIlard turned on his heel and
choked back the sudden maledic-
ton that rose TO his lips.
Il sce-after so long time. he
went on. Your brother merely
'sslted few shoyelfnls of sand
for my especial benefit Great
heavens. but | Was an easy mark
Brouillard descended upon his
disheartened subordinates like a
whlrlwind OF inyineible energy
Gassman was told off TO bring
the Indians. who alone were Loyalty
Indifferent to the gold craze. down
from the crushers. Arson was dis.
patched 20 impress the walters and
bell.boys from the Metropole I.
Lexington was sent Ia the shops
and the bank 20 turn out the
clerks: Grisiow and Haudley we're
ordered To take charge OF the
makeshift concrete handlers as fast
as they materialixed.
For himself. Brouillard reserved
the most hazardous of the recruit.
inr expeditions. The lower Avenue
had already become a double rank
of dives. saloons. and gambling
dens; here. II anywhere In the
craze-depopulated town. men might
be found. and for once In their
lives they should be shown how
other men earned money.
You'll be up on the stagings
yourself. won't your" asked Girls.
low. struggling into his working
coat.
After n Bit I'm going down 10
the lower Avenue TO turn out tho
crooks and diamond wearers. It's
time they were learning how TO
earn an honest dollar"
You'll get yourself killed up. -
grumbled Leshington. Work is
the one thing you won't get out of
that crowd"
Watch me-" rasped the chief,
and he was gone as soon as he
had said II.
Strange things and strenuous
happened in the lower end OF the
Niquoia valley during the few
hours OF daylight that remained
And by nightfall the thing was
done. with the loss reduced TO a
minimum and the makeshift In.
borers dropping out In squads and
groups. some laughing. some
swearing, and all too weary and
toil-worn to be dangerous. GIVE
us a job II we come back tomor.
row. Mr.. Brouillard?' called out
the king Of the gamblers In pass
ing; and the cry was taken up by
others In grim Jest.
CHAPTER VII.
Mirapolis was n roaring. wide
open mining camp of twenty thou
sand souls by tho time the rail
road signaled It's opening for bust
ness by running mammoth OK
cursion from the cities of the i'm
mediate East.
Busy as It was, the city took
time to celebrate fittingly. Cort
wright declared a holiday. There
were lavish displays of bunting
free lunches and free liquors
day of boisterous. hilarious trl
umphings, with. incidentally, much
buying and selling and many trans
fers OF the precious front foot
or choice "corher.'
II was in front OF Bongras's thai
Brouillard came upon the Rever
end Hugh Cashier. the hot-heartet
young zealot who had been fluns
into Mirapolis on the crest OF tn,
tidal wave OF mining excitement.
"Brouillard, this Is simply hid
eous!" he exclaimed. You're tn,