Belt Valley times. [volume] (Armington, Mont.) 1894-1977, 1926-06-10
CHAPTER IIE-cOntinued

There's Wilbur Cox" he said
that's a Big Business crowd. Morse
on the right Of Cox. is head OF tht
Lumber ring, then comes TOwie, presi
dent Of the Shutdown railroad. Mar
Inns next, he opens up big tracts FOR
ceIonlst development. Lawler is an
oil magnate aud the last one is win.
ton, manager of the Golden Light and
Power company. They come close to
running Golden and a good share Of
the state as well. don't know how
their bank balances stand. but you
can bet that the six Of them represent
several times that number OF million
dollars In active circulation with their
interests"
Caleb regarded Cox with special at
tention. He knew that he owned big
land holdings. controlled rich mines
and was the president and kidnapping
OF the Crystal Springs Water company
that supplied Golden with it's CONNER
cial and civic measure Of the vital
nuId.
He saw a man who might have been
anywhere from fifty TO sixty, tail,
spare, with ciose-trimmed hair gray
above the ears, clean-shaven, with a
nne forehead and well-shaped skull,
q projecting nose, keen gray eyes, a
genial mouth and q firm chin. He
told many Of the stories that met with
the greatest laughter. for the group
was a care-free one, for the moment
ct least. Their luncheon was almost
over and, when Cox rose at it's con-
eIusion. he did 80 with an ease that
spoke OF muscles still IN prime condi-
tion. II Caleb had wanted to sum up
the man in one crisp word he would
have chosen the adjective ait"
mo need to hurry" Baxter said.
"The old boys son is coming up this
afternoon from Los Angeles and
know Cox has arranged for a dinner
here tonight. II you can get In right
with Cox, Cal, the going should be
easy. / can give you the introduc-
tion. After that It's up TO you. Cox
doesn't take me very seriously"
Leaving the dining room. they met
Cox alone, coming from the direction
of the clubs telephone booths. Bax-
ter seized the moment.
II want a friend Of mine to meet
you" he said to the older man, speak
ing with the frank facility that was
one Of his greatest assets. met by Cox
with a sort OF half-tOIerant geniality.
This is Caleb Warner. one-time class
mate Of mine at Columbia, civil engi- |
neer, following the Star Of Empire
westward IN the hope Of hltching his |
wagon to It. Don't let my friendship |
with him prejudice you against him.
BE plays ant to my grasshopper."
Cox smiled as he gripped Caleb's
hand cordially enough, giving him q
direct glance that, In kindly but deter
mined fashion, seemed to measure
him.
"Glad TO meet you" he said "Plenty
Of room out here for civil engineers.
Any speciaItyTT
@Water," Caleb answered promptly.
The eyes Of Cox seemed to harden a
little. to hold q hint Of suspicion at
AAS paL AAA1AcN t1aA hlA8ut nave UGcU
calculated to awaken interest.
~Done much at it7~
"A factory dam or two. One reser-
Tolr for town supply. Back East The
'est Of my practical experience has
Keen along other lines for the Last
-wo years but am especially inter
ssted In waterengineering and the
Vest seemed to be the place"
Looking for JOb7~ Cox fired out
he questions bFiskiy. all the while
oveFins Caleb with the battery OF hia
yes Is
For any real opportunity. Mr.. Cox"
A servant came up with salser
nd presented Il to Baxter. He
danced AZ the niIedin form-measags
nd excused himself
-xouiI pardea me I'm wanted on
be phona Cam lonksa afeer hfm with 4
huznoxons qairA to bits mouth.
There goes tins grnashopper.~ be 9
aA@ @Msw thsm. ehasa last two yearn