The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1917-06-29

ask you to. would you consider as
possibility the taking Of the doctors
Job on this sick project Of oursT
| mo" was the brief rejoinder.
| "why not?"
square window In the shack at the
busy scene on the dam stagings.
Because Tn not exactly born SIM
pleton, Mr.. Williams. There are
number Of reasons which are purely
personal to me, and at least one which
cuts ice on your side of the pond. Your
financial doctor as you call him,
would have to be trusted absolutely in
the handling Of the company's money
and its negotiable securities. You
could, and should, put him under
fairly heavy bond. I'll not go into 1t
any deeper than to say that I can't
give a bond"
Williams took his defeat, if it could
be called a defeat, without further
protest.
'I thought 1t might not be amiss to
talk it over with you," he said. "You
say 1t is impossible, and perhaps 1t is.
But it won't do any harm for you to
think 1t over, and If I were you, I
shouldn't burn all the bridges behind
me-"
Smith went back to his work in the
quarry with a troubled mind. The
little heart-to-heart talk with Williams
had been sharply Oppressive. 1t had
shown him, as nothing else could, how
limited for all the remainder of his life
his chances must be. That he would
be pursued, that descriptions and pho
tographs Of the ex-cashier Of the Law
renceville Bank and Trust company
were already circulating from hand to
hand among the paid man-catchers, he
did not doubt for moment. While he
could remain as workman unit In an
isolated construction camp, there was
some little hope that he might be over
looked. But to become the public char
acter of Williams suggestion In q
peopled city was to run to meet his
fate.
| 1t is said that the flow Of mighty
| river may owe it's most radical change
in direction to the chance thrusting Of
a twig into the current at some critical
instant In the rise or fall Of the food.
To the reincarnated Smith, charting
his course upon the conviction that his
best chance of immunity lay in isola-
ton and a careful avoidance of the
peopled towns, came the diverting twig
in this wise.
| On the second morning following the
unofficial talk with BARLEY Williams
in the iron-sheeted headquarters Office
at the dam, a delayed consignment of
cement, steel and commissary supplies
was due at the sidetrack mile below
the camp. Perkins, the timekeeper.
called Smith from the quarry and gave
him the invoices covering the ship
ment.
II guess you'd better go down to
the siding and check this stun In, so
that we'll know what we're getting"
was his suggestion to the general util-
ity man.
| When the crookings Of the tote-road
let Smith get his first sight Of the side
track, he saw that the train was al
ready In. A few minutes sufficed for
the checking. he sent the unloading
gang back to camp with the teams,
meaning to walk back himself after he
should have seen the car Of steel and
the two cars Of cement kicked in at
the upper end Of the sidetrack.
While he was waiting for the train
| to pull up and make the shift, he was
commenting idly upon the clumsy lay
| out Of the temporary unloading yard,
and wondering II Williams were re-
sponsible for 1t. The siding was on
the outside Of a curve and within
hundred yards Of the river bank.
There was scanty space for the unload
ing of material, and good bit Of what
there was was taken up by the curv-
| ing spur which led of from the siding
to Cross the river on a trestle, and by
the wagon road itself, which came
down long hill on the south side Of
the railroad and made an abrupt turn
to cross the main track and the siding
fairly in the midst Of things.
As the long train pulled up to clear
the road crossing, Smith stepped back
and stood between the two tracks. A
moment later the cut was made, and
the forward section Of the train went
on to set the three loaded cars out at
the upper switch, leaving the rear half
standing on the main line.
One Of the men Of the unloading
gang, a leather-faced grade shoveler
who had helped to build the Nevada
Shore Line, had Jagged behind the de-
parting wagons to all and light his
pipe.
wouldn't that Jar you up right good
and hard fr a way to run railroad"
he said to Smith, indicating the wholly
deserted standing section of the freight
with the burnt match-end. "Them fel-
lies We all gone on up ahead, a-leavin'
this yere hind end without a sign Of
man r nag to take keer Of It,"
Smith was listening only with the
outward ear to what the nfne-liRhter