New Britain herald., 1924-08-02


 and his home is in Pittsburgh, H.
 drove up to tho ranch one day Il
 his rattling car. stayed for supper
 and then kept on staying"
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 ''I'm nervous wreck" he tolt
 Dad Morgan and the family. "l'y'
 got insomnia and things like that.
 look healthy. but don't iet it fool you
 I'm wreck"
 II seemed that his doctor, back ii
 Pittsburgh, diagnosed him. and h'
 believed the doctor. IIc had beer
 working too hard; he was on edge al
 the lime. He was not very old. bu
 the city was killing him. Anything
 that sayored of excitement was in 2
 fair way to put an end 10 him.
 What you need" said the doctor
 ''is long trip somewhere. hy your,
 self. Cut out the cities; dodge ths
 towns. Buy yourself a niyyer and
 strike out for the wild west. That's
 the only place where a man can lead quiet life in these days" Dad Morgan allowed that tho doc.
 tor was right; but the Wreck said no. the doctor was a liar. The west had not been nearly SO quiet as prom ised.
 But it seemed that the Wreck liked the Bar-M. He stayed and stayed, and appeared to think they ought to be grateful to have paying boarder Dad and Ma and Sally were, in fact, glad to have him, for outside of the sheriff and few other natives, visi- tors at the ranch came suldom. Be- sides. the Wreck was something of curiosity, and when he did not talk about his nerves he could tell inter- esting tales of the east. which nobody but Sally believed. She had been as far as Chicago. so that she had some- thing to judge by.
 And now the Wreck was taking her to the train, mainly because every body but Sally said it could not be done in a flivver.
 The trail got worse, as most of them do. It wound and climbed in } tortuous fashion, simple enough for ] horse, but most of it never intended Tor contraption with 5s-inch tread. Ordinarily. at the top of the rises, Sally was wont to check her horse long enough for sweeping view of billowing range, bench land ind the stern figure of Black Top, which was their nearest mountain, put, standing curiously alone in the ange country, was useful mark for | eckoning. Nearly everybody who raveled the neighborhood took bear ngs from it, even though they hanced to be strangers.
 But today Sally took no sweeping jews when they reached crests in he trail. Rather, she drew deep reaths, looked down ahead of her nd gripped the seat; for the Wreck lad a trick of taking the down grades with swoop, they being the only tretches of trail which offered hances for speed.
 They had come to the end of a ong, twisting descent, which he vol laned with amazing abandon, when ally ventured a comment.
 How do you get it up again when . turns over?" she asked.
 It was look of annoyance and dis ppointment that he gave her
 "Listen," he said. Don't you tart saying it cant be done. | bought you were different"
 "Oh, but think it can be done, |r. Williams" she hastily amended. Only--well, you might break an Sle, or something. Mightn't your" The Wreck brought the machine to
 stop and allowed the engine to ice in a horrible manner. Want to get that train, don't your" e demanded.
 Why, of course" Am l alarming or othergise an- oying you?" No, indeed," Have I busted anything yet?"
 "I don't believe so." "All right. Let's go" He stamped his foot on one of the sdals and they leaped forward, lily held tight and smiled. She ,joyed his childish faith in himself: 'sldes, she figured that she could :. mp clear as soon as it became , ,cessary. Not until the trail was shruuken mere path among rocks and trees d the flivver come to a stop. The reck killed the engine, climbed out ld went ahead for reconnaissance. we'll have 10 roll a lot of rocks It Of the way" he said when, he |, me back. Are you good at it? ?" :, sally fought against smile, for II e was contrite with guilt. i, Tt wouldn't do any good to start '' Hing rocks" she said. Wed be ', it till doomsday. I'm awfuIIy ' rry but we've come too far. It's q 7 fault " g Too far?" he repeated. puzzled, a a
 Yes. You see, we're beginning to v nb the side of Black Ton, and you III nt get anything up here but a rse. l was so busy watching the :, il that I didn't notice our bear a, Ts. It was stupid of me. but-well, ~
 done,'' Fl He nodded, then glanced ahead at ., , disappearing trail ,' ,' IT a horse can do it." He was VI hiking of the sheriff.
 Oh. mo-" said Sally. emphaticaIlv. shook her head 4tI,s.