The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1920-04-22
he Valley of The Giants
Continued from Page 81


m-.n1-quitting. I'll have you in
,--r before we reach the curve.
}p,r. aIrse you, burnt"
url a shrek of metal scraping
rataI the head of the Juggernaut
,boaa took the curve, chung there an
osiart. and was catapulted out into
sn,., Logs weighing twenty tons
rs-s lung about like kindling; one IN
,agf Rryce could see them in the air;
Ae ,e<t they had disappeared down
Me- Inside. A deafening crash.
ra cloud Of dust
Ntb a protesting squeal, the ca
Fo5,c game to the point where the log
sr- min had left the right of way.
S,rra. rails and ties with it. The
vaaH- on the side nearest the bank
sin t the dirt first and plowed deep
Inf. the soil; the caboose came to
M a. rlnt stop, trembled and ratified,
rawr4ed its center of gravity, and
fs yur against the cut-bank, YEARLY,
T- Irunken bag.
Fwsr. still clinging to the brake,
" braced for the shock and
inf lung off. Calmly he descend
sr adder, recovered the axe from
III. per, climbed back to the roof,
-... uff the roof to the top of the
aH md sat calmly down under
r.ta bush to await results, for
, quite confident that none of
pants of the COMPOUNDED ca
had been treated to anything
>4 .uan a wild ride and rare
i--r and he was curious to see how
sumner would behave in an
e.-acy.
Mael Pennington was first to
gn-a 1T the rear of the caboose. He
@ I'ghtly down the steps, ran to
i. mt of the car, looked down the
md swore feelingly. Then he
. back to the rear of the ca
@,s
. clear and snug as bug under
u. ny dear" he called to Shirley.
God, the caboOse become I'M
guess that fool brakeman
m drop the pin; it was the last
@ III when it jumped the track
awed into the dirt, it just nat
iuit and toppled over against
Il. nk Come out, my dear"
came out, dry-eyed, but
md trembling. The Colonel
Ills arm around her, and she
ace on his shoulder and shud
There, there!" he soothed her
rtnly. Its all over. my dear.
that ends we'll"
rain" she cried in a choking
Where is it?"
lille pieces-down in Mad
Cardigan" she sobbed. 81
he was riding atop on the
leah, God help him!'
' Colonel shook her with sudden
Young Cardigan" he cried
riding the logs? Are you
nodded, and her shoulders
ar'ously.
Bryce Cardigan Is gomez"
CONS pronouncement was sol
liy with its fiat tinality. mo
-l gId have rolled down into Mad
E'h a trainload of logs and sur
The devil himself couldn't"
''1 a great sigh, and added ::
rlNt clears the atmosphere con-
although for all his faults,
or his fathers sake. that this
flair has happened. Well,
t- helped, Shirley. Poor devil !!
Il lis damnable treatment of me,
have had this happen for a
4 llars."
burst into wild weeping.
heart leaped, for he under
ra reason for her grief. She
him away in anger, and he
ae o his death ergo it would
nefOre Shirley would forgive
RrVce had not intended pre-
Wmself before her in his bat
bloody condition. but the
her distress now was more
. could bear. He coughed slight
Ae alert colonel glanced up at
Hsfnily.
. I'll he hanged!" The words
'"0 Pennington's lips with a
hr~s that was almost touching.
"'z'lr you'd gone with the train
'r to have disappointed you, old
"ryrn replied blitheIy, but I'm
bnrally stubborn. Too bad about
'qo~phere you thought cleared a
agOl It's clogged worse than
a4v"
The sound Of Bryce's voice, Shir-
raised her head, whirled and
4p at him. He held his hand.
"el over his CORY face that the
might not distress her; he could
Nhooped with delight at the Joy
3>Aed through her wet lids.
rye Cardigan" she commanded
.,N come down here this instant"
a. i7 not pretty sight, Shirley. Bet
me go about my business"
stamped her foot. "Come here !"
,"' since you insist" he replied
'H slid down the bank.
hi ''" did you get up there-and
" You mean by hiding there spy.
NE you-you-oh, you!"
~, ''N little, if it will help any," he
Nr7 81 had to get out of your
M. out Of sight-and up there was
"|' place, I was on the roof OF
In Ia0ooSe when it toppled over, sc
nad to do was step ashore and sill