The Lamar register., 1922-08-30


knows how / hate hurting you, but I'm
thinking of your happiness as well as
Wlll's-can't you see that 1t was only
II passing episode to him, this engage
mentt'
Molly sat perfectly silent, fixing her
eyes "u Kitty's face.
'If he had meant II. wouldn't he
have written oftener from ClaytonT'
How long was he III. them" cried
Molly
'IIe was In bed a few days after you
left or course, he couldn't resume his
work til his arm had healed. but he
wasn't what you could call Ill. At
least. lie went to the directors office
every day to work on the plans"
Her blue eyes, tranquil as chlld's,
looked into Molly's gray ones. Pres
emily Molly laughed.
''To think | didn't know :" she said.
Il have been blind, haven't |? And l
thought that II was you who had
ceased to love me"
~, Molly. dearf well-it was pretty
hard, coming here with VIII Carruthers
and feeling you ought to know. and
not daring to speak. But please don't
take my word about the man you're en-
gagged to. feel like a mischlef-maker.
But / love you, dear, and | like VIII,
and | do feel lie isn't to blame That's
why | came to you. And I've no doubt
he's honorable enough TO say nothing
al all. II you want to"
Kitty =" Molly sprang TO her feet,
quivering with Indignation.
Kitty rose. Il don't know now that
I've done right" she said. IL hope you
wont come to have any feeling against
me. dear. only you didn't seem TO un'
derstand-well things And what I'm
saying hasn't anyih hing TO do with Mr..
Bowyer. II you feel that you don't care
for him"
Care for that beast =" said Molly.
Day by day the trestllng grew. and
the embanknent appeared about 1t un'
III the first part was hidden under the
permanent way. Thousands of feet Of
logs had gone into the building. Each
day the engine pushed the laden bal
last trucks farther out upon the creak-
Ing. swaying structure. Then the pres
sure OF the lever. tons OF debris dis
charged through the frame of the
woodwork. and the engine went snort
Ing back toward the ballast pit, drag.
ging the empty trucks behind II.
Kitty had gone back TO Clayton. She
had said that she would return. but
Wilton doubted IT. He still cherished
the hope OF friendship. when time had
obliterated their joint memory of that
afternoon. He could not bear TO lose
her. She seemed part OF Joe. and he
found II hard to shake his mind free
OF his preconceptions. For the present,
however. he recognized that her re-
naming there would prove an embar-
rhssment
lie sent her Vack To Clayton with An
dersen. who had proved entirely trust
worthy since the first night. and was
going In ON business for him.
And he had very little time to think
OF Kitty In the critical period that fol
lowed. Wilton slept only few hours
nightly. For fve days he could not
even go TO the portage. On the sixth
success appeared at hand. The sink
holes had been filled In and there was
not the slightest subsistence Of the
grade. Andersen returned that night
and Wilton went to bed in confidence.
Chambers was as confident as he.
On the following morning, as he left
his shack, the workmen came running
toward him. Jabbering and gesticulat-
ing The foreman. hurrying up behind
them. shouted and pointed In excite
ment In the direction OF the muskeg.
When Wilton reached the shore he
found that his worst fears had been
exceeded.
Two-thirds OF the trestle-work had
disappeared. including a great stretch
OF the foundation, over which the loco
motives and ballast trucks had passed
the day before. The subsistence was
seventy or eighty yards In length. The
top alone remained above the treacher-
Gus swamp. and the rails hung fes-
tooned In midair
The whole embankment would have
to be reconstructed. As the mere me
ntgaI prnsass nf iumninQ might