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Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29

stirred into the opeI.
"You must not" her voice tremhled
with anger you must net ask that
woman. She is not 10 be SpokeH to-
The girl asked her bluntly what she
meant.
You must not give her your wash.
ing-must not speak to her. I've not
mentioned it before. II hoped IL
would not be necessary. Tom told me
not TO speak Of it,"
"rom told you not to speak of II?
Not to speak of what?H
"You must have ObserVea-Hr. Rick
ardT'
The girls ear did act catch the
short pause. observed Mr. RickardYn
"The cOOlness betweea US. scarce
ly speak to him. doa't wish to speak
TO him."
When had all this happened. Innes
demanded OF herself? Had she been
asleep, throwing pity from outdated
dreams?
Il won't cOuntenance a common af-
fair like that" Her eyes, sparkling
with anger, suggested jealous wrath
to Innes. who had her first hint of the
story. She had learned never to take
the face value Of her sisters verbal
con; 1t was only a symbsl Of value;
1t stood for something else.
The yellow eyes were on the dredge
bucket as It swung across the channel,
but they did not register. She was
angry, outraged; she did not know
with whom. With Gerty fer telling her,
with Richard, with life that let's such
things be. She jumped up. "Oh, stop
itV She rushed out of the tent, fol-
lowed by strange bitter smile that
brought age TO the face sf Gerty Hsr-
din.
In her own tent, InRes fsund excuse
for her lack OF self-c0ntrol She did
not like the color Of scandal: she
hated smudge. Gerty had said the
whole camp knew Il; knew why the
Mexican woman was In camp! She
did not trust Gerty in anything else
why should she trust her In that? She
would forget Gertys gossip.
But she remembered 1t wildly that
week as she washed her own khakis;
as she bent over the ironing board in
Gerty's swetering 'kitchenette." She !
thought Of II as she returned Rick
ards bow In the mess tent the next /
each time they met she /,
thought Of IT. And ii was In her mind I
when she met Sonora MaldOnado by /
the river one day, and made q sudden |
wide curve TO avoid having to speak !
TO her.
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29

tsok her hand and put it in the crotes
~ his arm. That's better" he s,,s
She wondered il he were stiH smfin~
Their path led by his tent Nel,bs-
u them noticed subdued Bgs,
through the canvas walls. As tbav
/ reached the place a figure darted from
the door.
"Oh. senior, thought You wou,a
never come" II was the wife Of Nj
donado. Her expression was lost am
lanes. The face was quiverlng with
terror.
! "Hr. Ricksrd." Innes' words iii.
icicles, Il will leave you here. II ts
suite unnecessary TO come fsrther-
Quite unveiled her meaning!
II came so quickly that he was nor
ready; nor indeed had Gerty's innuen.
does yet reached him. But the situation
was uncomfortable. He turned sharn-
ly to the Mexican.
"COme in" he took her roughly nv
the arm. She would wake up the cann
with her crying. He put her in a chair
Now tell your story" The woman
had got TO be a nuisance. He eouldp,t
have her coming around like this lta
had seen that look i'm the girls ewes
Murdered? Who did you say was
murdered?'
She lifted a face, frightened into
hasgardness. "Maldonado and the
girl"
The night was stripped to the trag.
edy. you found themT
Her face was lifted imploringly to
him. "Oh, senior, it was not l. By the
Mother Of Christ, it was not 4"
Richard was not sure. Her fear
made him suspect her. "Who was il
you think?'
Felipe she gaSped. "He got AWAY
from the ruraleS-he came back. He
went hOme-there was no one there
Some one told him whore she bod
gone. He came to Maldonado's. In.
crezia, the eldest, opened the gate. He
was terrible, she said. He rushed Dast
her. And when he came out his hands
we're red. The children heard cries
They were afraid to 90 in. got there
last night. | went in. They were nor
quite cold-I was afraid to stay II
would look like me senior. WIN thev
take me, senor?' She was a wreck
OF terror.
Not if what you tell me is true.
Now, get to bed III give you some
ching that will make you sleep" He
hustled her out and prepared the
'raught.
He wondered as he got into bed as
to the truth of her story. Disgusting.
such animal terror! Awkward nole.
thar. rate seemed possessed to queer
him with those Hardlns!
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Maldonado told me TO get big
meal. | told him that II was for Fe-
lipe. When I said ! would not cook
for that treachery he cursed me, he
kicked me again. She threw on the
rebosO. dragging her dress loose
Don't" frowned Riekard. He had
zen a welt across her shoulder
screaming line OF pain
She wound the reboso around the
d'shonnred shoulder. Il cooked his
dlnnerl There vas a lot Of liquor
Felipe was drunk; the tequlla made
h'a mad. quite mad He seemed to
kaow something was wrong; he fought
as Maldonado dragged him to the cell,
the senOr remembers the celll The
next day Mallonado sent for two ru-
rales. They started the next day for
Easenada. taking Felipe; that day
Maid0nado brought Lupe home. I
said she could not stay ana he
laughed Ia My face. senior. He put
me outside the walls. | beat that
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29

gate until my fingers bled. / remem.
hered the kind face OF the senor. and
then ! came here. You will help me-
seH0rf"
klckard shook bis head. "I shall
have TO look into this thing. II this
u true IT'S prison for your husband.
You won't have to fear Lupe."
'when he gets out he will XIII me,
senar."
The terror was SELLING her again.
Before she could begin her pleading
he called to MacLean.
ASK Ling TO find tent for Sonora
Moldonado. Tell him to give her a
good meal"
fie must trap the rogue That In.
feenal place must be closed. Tho
woman had come In the nick OF time.
Those tribes were TO be guarded as
restless children.
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29
CHAPTER XVI.
Time the Umpire.

Time the Umpire.
The river was low; Its yellow wa.
ters bore the look OF oriental dupliclty.
Each day was now showing lts prog
ress. The two ends OF the trestie were
creeping across the stream from their
brush aprons. A few weeks OF work,
at the present rate, and the gap would
be closed, Ilardin's big gate Ia It; the
bypass ready; the trap set for the
Colorado. The tensity OF u last squirt
was IN the air.
II was inspiring activity. this pittiug
Of mans cumulative skill against an
elemental force. No Caucasian mind
which did not tingle, feel the prlyl-
legged thrill Of IT, To the stold native
this day OF wcll-paid toll was his mil
lennlum. the fulhllment of the
prophecy. His gods had 50 spoken.
Food for his stomach. liquor for his
stupofactlOn; the white mans money
laid In brown hand each Sunday
morning was what the great gods fore
spoke. The completion Of the work.
the white mans victory. would be an
end Of the fat time. Hasten? Why
should they, and shorten their day OF
opportunity?
Between the two camps oscil.ated
Coronel, silently squatting near the
whites, iabbering his primitive Es-
peranso TO the tribes. His friendship
with the white chiefs, his age and nat
ural leadership gave him unique po-
sition in both camps. Assiduously,
Richard cultivated the old Indian who
crouched days through by the bank of
the river.
The engineers felt the whip Of ex-
cltement. Never man left the camp
In the morning who did not look to-
ward that span crawling across the
trcacherous stream. measure that
bypass. Would the gate
standG The Hardin men hallOed for
the gate. but looked each morning to /
see II II were still there. The Reclama-
iion Service men and the engineers OF
The railroad were openly skeptical
Slsyphus outdone at his own game
Estrada and Rlckard looked furtively 1
lt the gate. With doubt at each other.
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29

her guest, Ii vas a tragic presence. Of
brooiing sOlieltude.
/ Late hours. excitement, might
abridge the life she so paSSioaately
/ policed; but she would not demand
I the sacrifice Of his cigar.
MarshalI's cigar followed the coffee.
Tony. the white-eapped Italian cook of
the Palmyra. was removing the cups.
Iunes was carrying her double inter
est, listening 10 Tod Marshalrs broad
sweep getting 2 new viewpoint rs he
minimlzed the local Scheme-feellas
that silent presence at the head Of the
table.
Then something drove Claudia from
her mind What Mr.. Marshall had said
swept a disturbing calcium GA Tenn.
What II. truly. the river fiaSeO could
be traced 10 that oyerzealous hand? To
Tom. this undertaking blotted out the
rest OF related big endeaVOr; but that
was not the way her host was looking
at it, He was too courteous TO give
her discomfort; he had not said it d.
rectly. But always it met her, rose up
TO Smite her, wherever she was. Was
it not egotism. personal pride. that was
making her cover her eyes like any
simple Ostrichg Her brOther-aSSume
him anybody elSe's brOtheri The
dredge fiasco-the wild night at the
levee-n0 isolated accidents those.
Hardin's luck,
A flush of miserable shame came to
her, How they had all been trying to
spare her-Eduardo, these kindly Mar
shals-MacLeani She was turning.
impulsiyely, to ask Tod Marshall If he
thought, could he think it probable
that they would fail when step that
sent the blood to her face took the
cars stairs at two leaps. Now. in
deed, the dinner was spoiled.
That's Richard. forgot to tell YOU
that | asked him to dinner. He couldn't
get away. He said he'd run in for cof-
fee. Hello, Rickard. Thought you'd
forgotten us,'
She hadn't thought OF that contin.
gency! She found herself shaking
hands with him. Could ne not hear her /
mind, ticking away at the Maldonado |
episode?
OF course he would insist on seeing /
her to her tent Punctilious, alw, VS.. /
Well she just wouldn't. Perhaps she /
could slip out semo way. She would 1
watch her chance.
"Con talk shop for while. asked .
Rickard.
They withdrew TO a cushioned win.
low seat. Innes had found her chance. /
She asked to be shown over the car.
ahes confided her plan. She wanted
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29
CHAPTER XIV.
Riekard Makes a New Enemy and q
New Friend.

The coming OF the Indians gave the
iHpetus the work had lacked. Under
Jeaks OF the railroad company large
force was put ON the river; these. the
weayers Of the brush mattresses that
were 10 line the river bed. on the
baaks were the brush cutters; tons OF
willows were 10 be- cut TO weave Into
tue forty miles Of woven wire cable
waiting for the cross strands. Day
by day the piles Of willow branches
grew higher. the brush cutters work.
log ahead OF the mattress workers Ia
tile stream. In the dense underground
The siolld indians, plmas and Aiarlco.
pas and papagoes. struggled with the
fleece thorn Of the mesqut aud the
oyrrpnwerng smell OF the arrow
weed. As tough a. the hickory handles
they welded. they fought clearing
through dense thlckeis In the Intense
lcanlc heat.
Down stream the Brobdlngnaglan
aea Of The dredgc fell into the mud VI
the BYPASS, dropping IFS Shiny burden
oa the far bank. Down the long
stretch ef leyee the "skinnersr drove
their mules and srrapers; two pile
drivers we're settling In the treacher.
e'ss stfeam the piles which we're to
aachor The steel-cuhed mattresses 10
the river bed. II WIS well-organlzed
active scene Rlckafd, In his Office.
detailing letters and telrgrams TO Mae.
Ieaa, Jra felt his first satisfaction.
94angs were beginning TO show the re-
sa's of months Of planning. Cars were
fesllng IA from nosth and east; every
qimrry between Los Angeles and Tue.
soa requisiiioned for their undertake
lac.
A shadow fen on the pine desk.
iFeg tn blue ticking shirt and white
b.. shas apfp. Wlilasl far tine 'basss
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29

to slip out. "She would not interrupt
their evening; Mr., Marshall had busi.
ness to discuss"
Mrs Marshall would not hear Of r.
She said that Mr. Marshall would
never forgive her IL she let Miss Har.
dIn go home alone. Her opposition
was softly implacable.
lnnes went back to the sitting room
OF the car angrily coerced. Rickord
was sun closeted, conversationally,
with his superior.
AZ last, desperately. She rose to 90
" course, he must insist upon going
with her or course!
/ was going back early anyway
III TO be up at dawn tomorrow.
The good-bys were said. She found
herself walking rebclllously by his
SIDE NO thank your to the offer Of
his arm. 0'''' VI
ne night was bright with stars
hflglIl as day isn't it?" Because ber
voice was curt, and she had not used
ms hame' the rising infection belned
q iIltIe! Hateful. to stumble over a
rht ~ the road OF course. he'd mako
her take his arm! OF course
ldckard graspcd her elbow She
NaiNed along, her head high her
checks llaming, anger surging through
her at his touch.
Stupid to press this comnsniorsh,n
lliiS awkward silence on bnr r. ~
Thought she was going TO entertain
al'h' as Gcrty did with her swift chez
'ef' NJ q be surprised! ANY other two
lF'l'le would fall into easy giye-and. !
'aNe' but what could she. Innes Uar
'llh' ind to chatter about with tbis
man stalking along. grimlv prosn,na /
ler afmi Close as they were his touch
.eiiliiluing her every minute. befween
mem walked her brother and bor
'f"'her'S wife-and there wos ,ha
'leNican-hateful memory, or corrse e
ne could not be casual And sbo +
,"u'u W. not force it. He had brought
MS about. Let him talk. them
Impressive that silence. Then n
..''''e 10 her that she would ask him /,
ne Y, question that his coming had abort +
u \ glance at his face found him
lililng. lie found II ampsin,, ~.
% worlds then, would she speak. And
hey sialked along. Cnconsciouslv sha ]
lloa herself away from him. He
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Why wouldn't re goT w-zeH zs -;
hurt her 50, had hurt her sol
Her hand met his, but not her eyes
II he did not 90 quickly s0methIn.
would happen: he would see her CRY
ing. The angels that guard blunderer.
got Richard out OF the tent without
a suspicion Of Threatening tears. She
threw OF her negIigee and the pale
blue slip; the tears must wait for
that. Then she flung herself on her
bed and shook It with the grief Of
wounded vanity.
That evening the chief had visl.
tor. The wife Of Maldouado. some OF
the fear pressed out OF her eyes,
brought In his Numbered khakis,
socks. darned and matched; all the
missing buttons replaced.
81 haven't worn a matched sock. IS
he told her. 'for months. That's great.
sonora"
He wanted to get to bed. hut she lin
gered. She wanted to talk to him
about her troubles; he had cautioned
her against talking about them in
camp, so she oyerhowed to him
whenever she found a Chance-about
MaldOnadO, the children. Lupe. 1t
was getting wearying. but be could
not shove the poor thing ont.
Sonora MaIdonado gave a sharp IN
take Of breath. an aborted scream.
Rickard. too, saw a mans figure out
side the screen door. The Mexican
woman pressed a frightened hand TO
her heart. OF course Il was the venge
ful MaldOnado-hc would kin her
IF am lntruding," It was the
voice of Hardin.
"C1me right in" welcomed Rickard.
"Get along. senOra." The AIaldonado
slipped out into the night, her hand
still against her heart.
Hardin, roll Of maps under his
arm, entered with a rough sneer on
his face A dramatic scene, that. he
had interrupted! And Rickard, vino
did not like to have women in camp.
White wOmeni
Rickard, still sleepy, asked him to
sit down.
81 wanted to speak TO you about
those concrete aprons They tell me
you've given an order not to have
them"
Rickard resigned himself to a long
argument. It was three o'clock when
Hardin LET him turn in.
When he was getting ready for bed
be remembered the melodramatic
scene Hardin had entered upon. He |
stared cOmpehendingly at the screen I
door-seeing with understanding Har-
Inns coarse sneer-the MaldOnado, |
breathing fast. her hand over her
heart. "0f course he'll think--good |
lord, these people will make me into
an old wOman don't care what the
whole caboodle Of them think p
Five minutes after blowing out his
candle he was deeply sleeping.
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29
CHAPTER XIV.
Smudne.


From her tent, where she was writ
Ing letter that Jagged somehow, In
/ nes Hardin had seen Richard go to
her sisters tent. She did not need to
analyze the sickness OF sight that
watched the dancing step acknowl-
edge Its intention. II meant wretch
edness, for Tom. Al time when he
most needed gentleness and sympathy
rnsped as he was by his humiliations
and disappOlnlments--how could any
woman be so crueiG As for Rickard,
he was beneath contempt--lf It were
true, Gerty's story. told Ia shrugs and
dashes. She had Tilted him for Tom
and this shls reyengeH She had not
known that she had such feeling as
the thought reused In her. II proved
what the blood tie Is, this tigerish
passion sweeping through her. as her
eyes watched that closed tent--lt was
for love for Tom, pity for Tom. Sex
honor-why, Gerty did not know the
meaning OF the words
How long would Il be before Tom
would see what every one else was
seelngl What would he do when he
knew Hating Richard already, bitter
as he was--
She was not so biased as he. She
could see why Marshall had had TO re-
organize. Estrada had shown her;
aud MacLean. Her sense of Justice
had done the rest. Rlckard had proved
his efficiency; the leyee, the camp, the
military discipline all showed the gen.
eral. Whether he we're anything OF
an engineer. time would tell that. II
was a long cali he was maklngl SUP.
pose Tom were TO come back7 She
must watch for hlm-make some ex.
cuse to pull him in II he should come
back before that other went Hate
ful, such eavesdroPplugl A prisoner
to that mans galnyantingl
For nm Instant she did not recognize
the figure outside Gcrty's tent. Her
fears saw Tom. She reached the
screen door In time TO see Richard ne
his hat 10 a disappearing furry of ruff |
iles. Angry eyes watched Richards /
step swing him away.
From the lcvee that day, she had A
glimpse OF the Mexican woman on her
knees by the river. rubbing clothes
against smooth stone. A pile OF |
ilght-wrung socks lay on the bank. In-
nes stood and watched her
VI must remember to speak of her
10 Gcrty," she determined. "She prob
ably does not know that there is
ToSherwOman Ia camp"
II was a week later before she re-
nembercd TO speak OF the Mexican
Roman "who could wash" The two
women were on their way TO their
ents from the mess breakfast. Sonora
daldonado was leaving MaeLean's
ent with a large bundle Of used
'lothes under her arm.
"She washes for the men. I'm 90
ng to ask her to do my khakis for me.
'erhaps this woman would be willing
o do all our laundryin
Gerty had been wondering what she
Tould say 20 lines. The speech which
eeded only an introduction was
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29
SOfe Facts About
Aviation Gas Troubles

In Thursdays issue appeared
an announcement by the Standard Oil
company explaining why the necessary
production of gasoline for our fighting
aeroplanes was responsible during the
latter part of the war for the lack Of
easy starting qualities in ordinary mo.
tor gasoline.
Every oil company had more or less
difficulty with gasoline during the last
few months of 1918 and some complaint
was heard among motorists. 1t was i'm
lpossible until now, however, 10 offer
any explanation, because il was mill
tarv fact which could not be made pub.
lie.
Aviation gasoline must be highly We
latile, or in other words,it must vapor-
ize rapidly and this spCfeaf tuel was
furnished only at the sacrifice Of the
gasoline left for regular use Gasoline
IS made up Of constituents having boil
ing points ranging from low 10 high
That needed for acroplanes tsok kIle
part of the low boiling points eoast.-
uents from the crude oil and left the
ordinary motor gasoline somewhat 20 X.
ing in these low boiling points which
are necessary for easy starting Of inc
engine.
While Sviation gasoline is exactly
suited for engines operating IN the ex-
trcme cold and raFefied atmosphere Of
high attitudes it would be unsuited for
automobiles. Ii would lack the neees-
sary power, would evaporate TOO quick
ly and would be expensive.
Immediately after the signing of the
armistiee the need for this special ayi;.
ton gasoline became less urgent and
Red Crown gasoline rcgaincd lis cid
high quality, due to full. uniform
chain of boiling points from che low to
the high,
While II was an unfortunate fact that
the ordinary motorist had 10 put up
with a fuel which was not quite what
he had been used to, yet he played an
important part in winning the war by
getting along with such gasoline as
could be manufactured without inter
terring with the output of aviation gas
,line.
The Pacific coast had much easier
ime than the eastern states In the
'ast a general shortage Of gasoline
orced the fuel administration to issue
riders prohibiting the use Of pressure
on Sunday.
The output of aviation gasoline by all
he rcfinerics cast of the Rockies vas
lot enough. so California was called up
N to furnish a large part OF the supply.
II the request of the United Safes gov
rnment the Pacific coast petroleum
var service committee appertioHed
alitornia S quota among such Of the
lrge refiners as were able 20 make thls
pccia gasoline The Standard Oil
ompany being the la-se.t cf tucse, nat
rally had the creates; quota 20 fill
hey more than did their par in meet
lg this war need and exceeded their
ueta TO a considerable extent
II was only during period OF about
* weeks in the late fall Of 1918 that
be lack Of easy starting was evident
$ soon as possible Red Crown gasoline
as put back on its old high quality
lsis and it now has the full and con-
nuous chain of boiling points from
- to high which is necessary for easy
arting. quick aud smooth aecelefaiien,
gh power and long mileage.
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-03-29
CHAPTER XVII.
The WAN Hama

Claudia Marshall sat AT the head Of
her stately table in the Palmyra. mute
ls statue but for the burning eyes
which followed her Tod To LINES
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CAMERA DID EFFECTIVE WORK


One of the Companions subscribers
who was interested In our recent ar
tlcle telling how the police had been
able to make arrests through the UNI
expected revelations of the camera
tells of an Incident In which the cam
era did very efficient detective duty.
farmer who owned n particularly
fine crop of melons was very much
disturbed because someone had been
stealing from his field. For several
evenings he watched but could not
gain any clue to the Identity of the
culprlt. More nights went by and
more melons disappeared Finally, In
his evaporation, the farmer contrlved
trap. He selected the largest, most
attractive melon, tied one end of II
string to the stem and attached the
other to flashllght apparatus and
the edge Of the garden. He set the
camera and nashllght 50 that u slight
pull on the melon would fire the flash
light and snap the shutter
The next morning he found that the
flashllght had been exploded and so
he Immediately developed the plate.
To his establishment II revealed one OF
his much-respected nelghbors In the
net Of cutting OFF the melon steml At
a loss to know just how to deal with
this delicate situation, he finally
evolved plan. He made print OF
the negative on postcard and mailed
It to the nelghbor In question. Need
less to say, all melon stealing ceased
at once, and the melon patch -four
lshed for the rest Of the season.
Youths Companion.