American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1922-07-29
ILLUSTRATIONS
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| The ticket seller smiled. "You can't
get one"
"I'ut the map shows that railroad
| runs there"
"Ra1 there. you mean" chaffed the
clerk. The best you can do 10 to
| get to Forks Creek and walk the rest
of the way. That's a narrow gauge
line. and Clear creeks been on ram
pnge II took out about two hundred
feet Of trestle. and there won't be q
train into Ohadi for week. Stranger
out heref"
Very much of one"
In hurry to get to Ohadir
| "Yes."
| "Then you can go uptown and hire
a taxI--they've got big cars for noun
tain work and there are good roads
all the way. It'll cost fifteen or
twenty dollars. Or"
Fairchild smiled "GIve me the other
system n you've got one. I'm not tar
rlbly long on cash-for taxis"
Certainly. No use spending that
Il isn't matter Of life or death. Go
up to the Central ioop--anybody can
direct you--and catch q street car for
Golden. That eats up fifteen miles
] and leaves just twenty-three miles
I more. Then nsk somebody to point
out the road over Mount Lookout.
Machines 60 along there every few
minutes---no trouble at all to catch Q
ride. You'll be In .Ohadi in no time"
Fairchild obeyed the Instructions.
and in the baggage room rechecked his
trunk to follow him, tightening hls
travelling bag at the same time until
/ Il carried only necessities. A lunch
con. then the street car. Three quar-.
ters 81 an hour later. he began the
five-mlle trudge up the broad. smooth,
carefully groomed automobile high
way which masters Mount Lookout. \
rumblIng sound behind him. then no
! stepped to one side, Q grimy truck
driver leaned out to shout a. he
passed:
want a Ilft1 Hop on! Can't
stop-too much grade"
A running leap, and Fairchild seat
ed himself on the tailboard OF the
truck, swinging his legs and looking
ont over the fading plains as the
truck roared and clattered upward
along the twisting mountain road.
Upward. still upwardi The town
below became merely checkerboard
thing. the lake a dot Of cleaning sill
yer, the stream scintillating ribbon
stretching or into the foothills. A
turn, and they skirted a. tremendous
valley. Its slopes falling away In sheer
descents from the roadway. A dark.
ened. moist stretch of road. frlnged by
pines. then a jogging journey over roll
Ing table-land. At last came q voice
from the drivers seat.
Turn Off up here at Genesee noun
tain. Which way do you GOT"
"Trylng to get to Ohadi" Fairchild
shouted 1t above the roar of the en-
CINE. The driver waved hand for
ward.
Keep to the main road Drop of
when make the turn"
thanks for the lift"
Jaw. forget it,
The truck wheeled from the main
road and chugged away. leaving Fair
child af00t. making as much progress
as possible toward his goal until good
fortune should bring swifter means
Of Iocomotion. Suddenly he wheeled.
Remind him sounded the swift droning
OF motor. cut-0ut open, as II rushed
forward along the rOad--and the noise
told story of speed.
Far ut the brow Of a steep hill Il
appeared, seeming to hang In space
for an instant before leaping down.
ward. Rushing. plunging, once skid
ding dangerously at small curve, II
made the descent. bumped over q
bridge, was lost fNr q second In the
pines. then sped towvD' him. Q big
touring car. with small, resolute
figure clinglng to the wheel. Then,
with a report like revolver shot, the
machine suddenly slowed In drunken
fashion far to one side of the road,
hung dangerously over the steep cliff
an instant, righted Itself. swayed for
ward and stopped. barely twenty five
yards away. STARING. Robert Fair
child saw that small. trim figure had
leaped forth and was waving excited
ly to him. and he ran forward.
His first glance had proclaimed II q
boy; the second had told different
story. A girl-dressed In far different
fashion from Robert Fairchild's lin
Tied specifications OF feminine garb--
she caused him to gasp in surprise,
then to stop ana stare. Again she