The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1918-05-30
The Surveyor Lifted His Hat With a
Swift Glance Of Unconeealed Ad.
miration at Hazel.

rush Job all the way through, believe.
Three years to spike up the last rail.
And that's going some for transcon-
tinental road. Both the Dominion and
Il. G.. governments have guaranteed
the companys bonds away up into mil.
lions"
"Be great thing for this country
say, where does 1t cross the Rockies
what's the general route" Bill
asked abruptly.
"Goes over the range through Yel-
lowhead pass. From here 1t follows
the NachacO to Fort George, then up
the Fraser by Tete Juan Cache,
through the pass, then down the Ath-
abasca till 1t switches over to strike
Edmonton"
"Uh-lalh," Bill nodded. "One of the
modern labors of Hercules. Well,
we've got to peg. SO long"
"Our camps about five miles ahead.
Better stop in and noon,' the surveyor
invited, "if it's on your road"
"Thanks. Maybe we WILL" Bill re-
turned.
The surveyor lifted his hat, with a
swift glance Of admiration at Hazel,
and they passed with mutual 80
long"
"What do you think Of that, old
glrlf" Bill observed presently. "a
real, honest-tO-goodness railroad going
by within n hundred miles of our
shack. Three years. It'll be there be-
fore we know 1t. Wen have neigh
bors to burn"
"a hundred mllesl" Hazel laughed.
as that your idea Of neighborly dis
tance|
"What's a hundred miles?" he de-
Tended. 1.-TWO days ride, that's all.
And the kind of people that come to
settle in country like this don't stick
in sight of the cars. They're like
me-need lots Of elbow room. Therell
be hardy souls looking for n location
up where we are before very long.
You'll see"
They passed other crews OF men,
surveyors with translts, chalnmen,
stake drivers, AK gangs widening the
path through the timber. Most OF
them looked at Hazel In frank sur
prise, and stared long after she passed
by. And when an open bottom beside
noisy little creek showed the scat
tered tents of the survey camp, Hazel
said:
Lets not stop, Bill"
He looked back over his shoulder
with comprehending smile.
Getting shy? Make you uncom-
Portable to have all these boys look at
you, little person| he bantered. "All
right, we won't stop. But all these
fellows probably haven't seen white
woman for months. You can't blame
them for admlrlng. You do look good
to other men besides me, you know"
So they rode through the camp with
but nod TO the aproned cook, who
thrust out his head, and n gray-halred
man with glasses who bumped over
drafting board under an awning.
Their noon fire they built at spring
five miles beyond.
At length they Jared into Hazslton,
which Is the huh of vast area over
which mon pursue gold and furs.
Some hundred odd souls were gath
cred there, where the stern-wheel
steamers that ply the turgld Skeena
reach the head OF navigation. A land
recording Office and mining recorder
Hazelton boasted as proof Of Its
civic Importance. The mining recorder
who combined In himself mnny capaci-
ties besides his governmental function,
undertook to put through Bits land
deal. He knew Bill Wagstaff.
"wlse man." he nodded, over the de-
scrIptlon. IF some more uh these boys
that have blazed trails through this