American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1922-12-02

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s'Msrs oelrs 70 Work Tonight" ~
Announced.
seer
Falrchild agreed. He knew SQuint
Rodaine was not through. And he
knew also that the light against the
man with the blue-white scar had only
begun. The cross-cut had brought
wealth ana the promise Of riches 70
Fairchild and Harry for the rest Of
their lives. But Il had not freed them
from the danger Of one man--a man
who was willing to do anything In the
world, Il seemed, to achieve his pur-
pose. Harry's suggestion was . good
one.
Well. then Harry ran. to do much o.
TalrchiM had done. to chuckls and
laush and toss the heavy bits Of ore
abOut, to stare anthem In the light u
biz carbide torch. and finally to hurry
Into the new stops which had beeo
fashioncd BY the hired miners In Fair.
child's employ and stare upward ct the
heavy vein Of riches shove him.
wouldn't It knock your eyes outt'
he exclaimed. beaming. That veins
certainly Eve feet wide"
; "And two hundred dollars to the
ton" added Fairehild, Laughing. mo
wonder Rodains wanted It"
= "Tll aye sol" A long time Of co.
gratuiatory celebration. then Harry
led the way to the far end Of the great
cavern. "'Ere II is!' he announced,
d. no pointed to what seemed to both
Of them never TO be anything more
than assure In the rockA "It's tho
thing that saved my life"
Fairchild stared into the darkness Of
the hole In the earth, . narrow crack
in the rocks barely large enough to III.
low human form TO squeeze within.
He laughed.
- -YUu must have made yourself
pretty small, Harry"
"Whatf When ! went through theref
Sye, could ave gone through the eye
Of needle. There were six charges
Of dynamite Just about to 20 on behind
me-"
Again the men chuckled ~ they
looked At the fissure. a natural. usual
thing In a mine, and often leading, -
this one did. BY subterranean bssako
and slips to the underground bed Of
some tunibling spring. Suddenly, how
ever, Fairchild whirled with thought.
Harry wonder-couldn't Il have
been possible for my father to have
escaped from this mise In the same
way7"
"'E must ave"
"And that there might not have
been any killing connected with Lar.
sen at alif Why couldn't Larsen have
been knocked out by Q flying stone
just like you weref And WHY
.'E might of. Boy" But Harry's
voice was negative "The only thins
about Il was the fact that your father
'ad q bullet ole In Is cad" Harry
leaned forward and pointed 10 his own
scar. 1T II right about ere. and
glanced"
"But the gum We didn't ind any"
"'B 'ad It with i'm. It was Sissie
Larsen's. No. Boy. there must ave
been q fight--but don't think that
mean your father murdered anybody
II Sissie Larsen attacked i'm with Q
gun, then e 'ad right to kill. But
as I've told you before-there wouldnr
ave been a chance for IN to prove II
story with Squint working agains
'im." He ceased and perked his heat
toward the bottom Of the shaft, listen
ing intently. "Didn't you ear some
thingY
II thought 30. Like q woman,
voice."
"Listen-there II 10 again."
"Mr. Fairchildr
They ran to the foot Of the shafl
and Fairchild cupped his hands an
called:
"Who wants mer'
TITS me-" The voice was plaine
now--a voice that Fairchild rscol
nixed Immediately.
"rm-I'm under arrest or some
thing up here" was added with
laugh. ~rhe guard won't let me com
| down"
"wait, and III raise the bucket 70
you. All right. guardl" Then, blinl
Ing with surprise, he turned TO th
staring Harry. TITS Anita Richmond.
he whispered.
The bucket was at the top now.
signal from above, and Fairchild Low
cred II. to extend q hand and to nj
the girl to the ground. looking at he
with wondering, eager eyes. In tn
light of the carbide torch. she was IN
same boyish-appearlng little person
had met on the Denver road exceT
that snow had taken the place Of dui
now upon the whipcord riding habi
and the brown hair which caresse
the corners of her eyes was moi
with the breath OF the blizzard. Som
way Fairchild found his voice. lost Il
a moment.