Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1919-11-14

| fascinate, her, with its chugyy-chug-
chugging and its snorting as it strained
at It's base and seeme2 several times
on the point of overturning itself,
tnrusting the huge shovel against the
art wall and forcing it upward. grad
uaily filling it, the tremendous, vi
Dratlng power of the machine winning
against great resistance from the bank
OF dirt, as well as the law of gravita-
ton.
she watched the big crane swing
the shovel round and dump its con-
tents into waiting wagon. Then the
nolsting apparatus was again set at
work on the bank Of dirt and the proc
| ess repeated A lapse came with a
break in the chain of wagons which
carried the dirt away. Then Cassie
turned to me.
q knew this was coming-some
time she said, and dreaded the mo-
ment. Jim, l think a lot of you. You're
very clever, but-there's one thing, a
tremendous big thing, lacking in you.
It's physical power, or the ability to
control physical power. You may
have great mind, but you are puny
physically. / admire strength, 1 adj
mire power. If you were only like
like that steam shovel there, tearing
away at the earth, crushing all resist
ance, could be happy with you. Some
day therell be a mammoth building
there where the machine is working.
81 can't help it, Jim, and probably
it seems foolish to you; but 1 must tell
you, no matter how it hurts, that if
you were the engineer on that steam
shovel you would stand a much bet
ter chance with me than you would as
lawyer. At least you would be
earning money with your strength, for
the man that operates the shovel must
be strong
81 confess that little speech f1OOred
me. We started to walk away but
wagon arrived, and the steam shovel
started operations again, and Cassie
had to watch it some more. I
strangled, gulped and finally managed
to say, weakly:
Eyes, and some day I'll have an
Office in that mammoth building
"That was the last time was ever
with her. With mingled disgust. Bit
terness and sadness | went back TO
college and finished my course. |
came home with my diploma and it
was not long before l began to win
success-success such as it is. I'm
making good as criminal lawyer. I'm
winning victories right along in court,
but when it comes to finances / admit
I'm not overburdened / have a few
thousand in the bank and Tn: making
more every day, but I'll never be rich.
Perhaps I would save more if l had
an incentive-like that steam-Shovel
engineer has"
"You mean" I broke in, my eyes
popping with establishment.
Eyes, l mean that Cassie somehow
got acquainted with the engineer of
the steam shovel and married him.
She took that man, grimy and ig
norant, who worked with his hands,
instead of me, clean and educated,
who worked with my BRAIN"
Glenquist's cigar had gone out, and
he rose and went across the room to
shelf where he kept matches. His
cigar stand, at his elbow as he sat
and talked, was never known to hold
a match, although there was a place
for a box of them. He took few
puffs and came back to the chair.
well, made good on my boast
that some day / would have an office
in the skyscraper that was going up
where the shovel was excavating," he
observed
into nicotine cloud
"It seems the engineer was rather
clever in way, at that" he cOntin-
ued SAT least he knew how to save
coin, and somehow he managed to in
vest it advantageously."
He rose and went to the window,
looking down on the traffic which
slowly was being obliterated by gath
ering darkness.
"Come here" he said, and when I
had obeyed, he pointed at big yellow
automobile just coming TO a stop at
the curb in front of the building.
TITS the owner of the building" he
explained. "He usually collects my
rent on this day of the month. He's
cev0 ng at rather late hour, but he's
pretty sure he'll find me here"
We returned to our chairs, and
Glenquist partook of a few puffs on
his cigar.
He'll he up here in minute" he
said, land i wish you'd observe him
closely He's the man I've beer talk
ing about-Cassie's husband"