The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-11-20

| interest.
 1 'FThe saving comes at every point. Now you buy wood for fuel as we'll
 as using the bagasse that is left from
 milling. With electricity you need no other fuel that the ba gasse. Consider
 the other items of expense: lublica- uon, repairs, payror1-all would Do
 lower" Armstrong produced paper
 and pencil How many hours did you lose last season because OF 1 breakd owns?''
 Legarra frowned. Twelve hours at the least, senor'' How many bags of sugar do you expect to mill this season?" "At least one hundred and fifty | thousand"
 Then said Armstrong, finishing
 his calculations. ''interruptions mean loss to you of six dollars per rn1n- ute; for twelve hours, more than four thousand dollars. With electri- cal equipment that would be impossi- Die. Moreover. in your mill electric drive would mean a saving in Gabor alone of seven thousand dollars Der year. But, senor, perhaps I am bor-
 ing you with these figures" Legarra waved his hand deprecat- ingly.
 T am deeply interested" he said
 thoughtfully. T realize that you are
 a capable engineer. It is unfortunate
 that I cannot go further into this matter just now, but I cannot Because some one has been-
 talking with you?'' Armstrong stood
 him up quickly.
 ou do not understand, Senor," re- turned Legarra. plainly discounted. It IS not plainly known; but you
 have shown me such courtesy that I
 w1M explain. Senor Rominguez Anna <Hvor controls''-he hesitated as if !doubting how to put the next worlds ''controls the only outlet for sIgar
 from every mill in our valley. He is
 the-dominating man of the railroad
 which runs from the head of the vail. ley to Guanatara- It Is a-most delf- cate situation. Senor," the Cuban ended nervously.
 You do not admire Senor Anna. l dor?"
 'T cannot say tf1at do. under nh. circumstances" replied Leearra slowly. 'FWhy do you ask me That. senor?"
 want to know, candid1y, why his attitude toward me is so unfrtendlv'' Legarra drew deeply at his cfgar- ette and raised his eyebrows a trifie. as if the question was almost s11per. | fuous
 Why. he fears Americans. He re- sents newcomers. He has had the onopoly of the railroad for many years ever since mills were introduced ana sugar first put under cultivation l in the valley"
 Tn other words" replied Arm l strong. "he is afraid that some one | will build a railroad to compete with his. Anador returns from TIavar. thls evening. Tomorrow I will pav him visit. In the afternoon T shou1d
 like to have another talk with yo1." By all means!" exclaimed Ie- garra.R
 AS he turned out upon the road. Armstrong's hat was terked doU,n SD closely over his eyes and his thoughts 1 were of such an intense nature than | ne nearly ran down a young woman 1 who was walking slowly toward tha gate He damned on the brakes and sprang fmpetuously from the car to | apologize.
 Dorothy Callahan smiled and ex- tended her hand. shifting a golden colored parasol to the other side. Did I-frighten vou?" she said 1 III soft. amused voice. It was such 1 voice as expresses an e'-lsive per sonal1ty, and quite the kind to dumb found Ward Armstrong. NOW that you've caught me, what are you going to do with me? Have offended you? Oh, am sorryr' Armstrong looked down at her, with his large hands resting uneasffvc On his scared leather belt his feet | planted apart in the road and the sombrero depending Imply from his wrist upon a strap. He was frown- | Ing, but not from indignation He was still amazed at suddenness of her appearance and not a little be- | wildered under the candor of her gaze and smile. He hesitated only q l moment, then thrust out his hano, | enguEng hers for a very pleasant l moment.
 No-o," he managed to reply finally. 'I-I'n just up in the ayr about who you are. know I've seen YOU some place-never met you. no. But-do you mind telling me your
 name?"
 Not a bit." replied the girl, gently withdrawing your hand. You used
 to work for father. My name Is - Dorothy Callahan" he exclaimed.
 'Fwhy yes" murmured Miss Gala
 han, if surprised. saw you once, only once, when YOU came into the office. You didn't
 see me-
 Miss Callahan considered this ana seemed of the impression that 1t TO- quired no reply. he said: ''I am visiting a school friend Son. oI4Ld heSdTTd at the EStancla GeI Ara5o which you were just leaving, in such fine haste. Won't you go back with me and have tea? In the mean time am I to continue to imagine that you are the redoubtable Ward Armstrong or have I by any chance accosted the incorrect geentleman ?" The look on her face was really wor-
 ried,
 TT beg your pardon" he sram- 1 mered with a blush that Miss Caa1a- han secretly appreciated "Tm Arm strong: but I'm sorry I can't stop for tea. I-I have work to do3'
 The facts in the case were thai Ward Armstrong had no pressing work on hand but that he was 1oath to display his ignorance of afternoon teas before such a charming hostess.
 '1s the world at stalker" she de-