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A TALE OB THE BUILDERS
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SYNOPSIS.
The story opens during a trip of the
“Overland Mail” through the Rocky
mountains. ”lTncle Billy” Dodge, stage
driver, Alfred Vincent, a young man. ami
Phineas Cadwallader. introduced. They
come across the remains of a massacre.
Later at Anthony’s station they find the
redskins have carried their destructive
work there also. Stella Anthony, daugh
ter of Anthony, k - * p- r of station, is in
troduced. Anthony has been killed.
Vincent is assigned his work in unearth
ing plans of enemies of railroad being
built. He returns to Stella, each show
ing signs of love for the other. Stella
hears from her lov« r. Gideon, and of his
phenomenal success. Finds letter of im
portance involving plans of opposition
road. Plot to destroy company’s ship
Flora is unearthed and in -riminating
evidence against Cadwallader found.
Phineas Cadwallader fact s prison on
charge of wire lapping. A perfect chain
•f evident-** connects him with plot to
blow up “Flora.” Banquet in railroad
town is scone of monopolization of Alfred
by a Miss Hamilton. Mrs. "Sally” Ber
nard announces riches. Gideon makes
threat against Alfred’s life. Quickly
Laves town on best procurable horse in
-•'arch of Vincent. Ha •♦• to beat opposi
tion « ‘inip;i:;y's stage a ^up,«.*ss. Stella
fails to hear of Gideon. Stella receives
••i letter: * Promise to man m In
gram or Alfred Vincent will die,” After
conference Sit 11a decides to flee. Years
pass. Stella becomes known as Esther
Anthony, becomes a rich woman, edu
cates herself at Vassar and steps into
highest San Francis o society. Kidnap
ing changes Alfred greatly and when
he and Stella meet in ’Frisco society, she
passes him without recognition. Stella’s
love for Alfred and his for her is revived.
However, neither shows recognition of
the fart to the other. Anthony romance
is unfolded, showing Gideon, who loved
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ter. Viola's lover v.! • n the Bernards were
poor, visits them and Sally B. consents
to their marriage, despite jhe fact that
several sons of rich sir- s arc asking the
girl's hand. The Bernards lose their
ri« la s and Sally B. again i»<omes a ho
tolkeep- r. Viola marrying Alvin Carter.
Stella visits Sally B. and sees "Uncle
Billy.” Decides to cease waiting for
Alfred and says she will devote her lif*
to charity. Stella is held up by vagrant
she befriended, but succeeds in escap
ing. Train hearing iron, which was to
be the salvation of the Central Pacific, is
wrecked. Alfred and Stella are reunited,
when former acts the lo ro in wreck of
iron train. Alfred tells tale of being dis
owned by father for befriending school
mate.
CHAPTER XXX!!.
In the Little Spat Where the Posies
Grow.
“'Stella, dear, Gideon's dying:" Sally
R said solemnly as Esther walked by
her side to the hotel. "Come to him
quick's you can. Ho ain't done nothin'
but call fur you."
Speechless, Esther hurried upstairs
close behind Sally B.
"They found him with a bullet in
him down by Big Bend Cut," Sally B.
went on, as she led the way to Gid
eon's room. "Some o' the woodmen
found him. His horse bucked when
that cuss fired at you. That’s how be
got the drop on Gid; that, an' Gid's
l'ear at first that he'd hii you."
"Is he conscious?" Esther whispered.
"Yes. Mind's clear as a diamond.
Jest wants you. He ain't sufferin'
non--, honey," sin added hastily as she
saw Esther's cheek pale. "Hunt yer
pluck, child, fur Gid's sake." She
clasped Esther in a warm embrace
and left her at Gideon's door.
The physician, who had been sum
. moned by special engine from Elko,
came out to meet her. "Miss An
thony?” he asked, "I'm glad you»ve
come. Hope you can grant his desire,
whatever it may be. To see you, to
speak with you, seems his only wish.”
* Esther's strained face touched him.
"Don't give way,” he said kindly. "He
doesn't suffer. I've done what little I
could to relieve him. He'll go without
pain. 1—"
“Oh, must he—is there no chance
for—” she hesitated anxiously.
"None, Miss Anthony. And there
are only minutes. Go in—give him his
wish, if you can. I'll stay near; call
me if you need me.”
She entered, and he shut the door,
leaving her alone with Gideon.
He turned his lit ad feebly at her
step.
"Moppett:"
She was down beside him, tears fall
ing unheeded.
' Don't cry. Star: I'm not sorry. I'm
glad to die.”
"Oh. Gideon, don't say that: You
must live—must—"
"Little Star!-’ His voice was trem
ulous with weakness. "I wasn’t—
you'll be happy. 1 won't have to see
him—" Each word was more difficult
and he waited for strength, "is Vin
cent here?”
She nodded.
"Call him, Stella.
l)ut when she moved to obey; his
weak fingers closed over hers de
taiuingly. “Xo, no! 1 can t do it!" he
cried out with sudden strength. "After
you rode out of town yesterday, 1
watched you a while through the
glass, then went that way, Star—out
that way—in time! Yes, in time!
.4 nd before I sa'w- you enter ftie cut—"
he was silent an instant, his waiting
soul in his eyes; "and ever since, too,
I've said—I'd tell Vincent myself—'*
“Gideon! Don't! It's past. You
need not—”
“Sweet Star!” The tenderness in
his faint words smote Esther. "I can't
tell him. I can't spare the time from
you—you’ve been so long—coming!
Bur you'll tell him, Stella, won't you?
Tell him that I—I—tried to be white—
at last; hut I'm only—oh. Stella! only
an Injun! Oh, Star!" The last word
was a despairing cry, almost inarticu
late.
“No, no. Gideon! You've atoned.
You’ve been brave and—”
Hsi face was turned away. His eyes
were closed, and Esther leaned closer,
listening for his waning breath. Was
this the last? She must call—no, he
breathed more deeply. She laid her
hand on his forehead, kissed his cheek
softly.
At that he opened his eyes and
smiled. "One promise, Stella. Will
you?" Ke reached fe: bly for her
hand.
She nodded. “If I can."
' Bury me—bury me out here—out
"Oh, Gideon, don't ask that! It's
po far. so lonely!”
“No; it's—I love it! No mummery,
only a little song and some words from
the Book. In that spot where the
posies—where you sat yesterday—only
yesterday." he moaned faintly.
"Gideon dear, how can we—" She
took both his hands in her own.
"Promise, Star.”
She bowed her head, her tears fall
ing fast.
"Don't. Stella! I can't dry—” He
paused, a new thought claiming him.
"El Rancho Guerrero is j ours.”
She shook her head.
“Yes. Your father's brother was my
—you must. You’ll love it?” He
searched her face anxiously.
She remembered the doctor's words,
and acquiesced. “Yes, I'll love it—
love it for your sake, Gideon, for the
sake of the old times.”
His eyes warmed almost to smiling.
She freed one hand and gently
smoothed back the dark hair; and for
i time he was quite still, content.
“The little arrow, did you—ever
wear it?" he asked faintly. “1 wish 1 i
needing only rest, care and Esther.
This saved her from illness. Poor,
loving Gideon, dying half happy with
his hand in hers, her kiss on his lips,
had not even in that moment rivaled
Alfred. She turned to him now, her
own ills forgotten in happy service for
him; and by the bed he kept for a few
days, she was spared the little town's
excitement over the murder, the un
successful hunt for the criminal, the
wreck, the sending away of the
mounded man to be mended by man,
the burial of the poor body whose soul
had gone to be commended of God.
Days they toiled to rebuild the
trestle that cunning hands had so
secretly cut. One by one they carried
heavy rails up the bank and piled them
ready for loading. As Alfred recov
ered, Esther regained poise and
strength: and together they went on
to the Front, where they rejoiced the
Harmons with their story.
At last the iron! The little left
\ hen the train was wrecked had car
ried them by the Kelton flats, where
Gregory -had planned his great day's
work. Now they must lay over rough
er road—over culverts, trestles, and
grades that must be climbed.
For days the men had been idle.
And Gregory had listened, with im
patient replies, or in more impatient
sitence, to reports from the Union Pa
cific.
Uintah! Through the canyon!
• A holiday in Salt Lake City for
every man, if the west-bound track
layers can overtake the graders be
fore the Central Pacific arrives!” was
the bribe the Union Pacific people of
fered their men.
"Their work is sham! The govern
ment will never accept it! " enemies
V4 ,r - j
He Watched Her v.ith Fond Eyes as She Came to the Eed and Knelt
Down.
could—sec it in—your hair.” The
j whispered words came with more ef
! fort.
"Did you send it. Gideon?” Her face
] lighted, “it is sc beautiful!”
He smiled his reply, and his satisfac
| tion.
i ‘‘My room is next to this. Shall I
| get it?”
“Yes. But don't let—any one come.
| Ycu—alone—I want.”
Esther rose, wondering at such a
fancy at such a moment; wondering
if she ought to leave him. In a second
I she was back. Even as she went, she
j tossed her hair loosely on top of her
head, as Gideon had liked it, and sr.ot
the glittering shaft through.
He watched her with fond eyes as
! she came to the bed and knelt down.
"You ate very beautiful. Moppett,”
j he whispered, as she took his hands
again in hers.
1 Long he gazed into her face.
She kissed hint on cheek and fore
head. at last lightly on the lips.
"Mine! Mine for this hour!” he said
j with a breath of his old passion. His
eyes grew deep and darker with their
; strange, cryptic flash. "Oh. Star!” he
whispered; 1 tried—I—” He lifted his
eyes to the ceiling and whispered
j faintly, "A life for a life.”
A shaft of light struck the arrow.
"The sun!” He barely breathed the
i words.
He was very still after that, though
his eyes cante back to her face. The
hands in hers grew chill, and she
stirred.
”1 must call—" she began, but he
shock his head ever so little.
"Only you.” His lips formed the
words she scarcely heard.
The stillness crept on, and on, over
all the room, over the face before
ner, into her own heart—the stillness
hat was death. Only once his lips
moved; it was to frame the old child
name, “Moppett."
The shaft of brilliance crept down
from the gemmed arrow, down through
the stillness, touched Gideon's night
lduck hair with light. And Esther
saw that las', suent, outward breath
j that has no indrawn follower.
With the “little song." and words
front "the Book,” as he had asked,
rough yet reverent men and women
gave Gideon's beautiful earth-garment
>r the warm desert's keeping, to the
1 ; !es, to the wide silences he loved.
CHAPTER XXX'".
Grey - 'a Vi-tory.
The cruel s. _.n cl the days just
j past told upon Eri’ *r. Still, Alfred
i was there—not b* moans well, yet
of the same road averred. And Greg
ory prayed that this might be true.
Hut it was not true. The Union Pacific
road stood inspection, was accepted;
and on they came.
Ogden! Stiil no iron for the Central
Pacific! Red . sparks scintillated in
Gregory's sleepless eyes. Ogden! He
might have been there now if the iron
had come! His company might have
tapped that rich valley, fetched and
carried for the thrifty Mormons. Now
that would be the juicy plum of the
Union Pacific. And the Central Pa
cific must squat in this desert spot,
beside the dead, blue lake, whose
shores gave no promise, whose flank
ing hills had been forgotten of God!
Gregory fumed over the, unknown
wretch who had wrecked the iron
train. Poor Gregory! Little he knew
that, merited though it might have
been, the reproof his own boot had
given had delayed the precious
freight, had lost Ogden for his com
pany, and 30 miles of road.
Idle men make no muscle. Gregory
knew it, and chafed still more, as he
fretted about the camp, keeping away
from his guests and his anxious-eved
wife. And now the welcome whistle
once again. Preparations so carefully
made were reinspected. The camp
awoke. Idle men stretched themselves;
lazy ones regretfully, honest ones glad
ly. Buttons, straps, buckles, shoes, hats
tobacco—all were made ready, forevery
one knew that to-morrow would spare
no moment for broken gear, for long
ing tongues.
To the very tip-end of the last rail
the construction train had been
pushed, the iron train close behind it.
and iron dropped in piles beside the
track, when both trains had backed tc
the rear. The little, low car that moved
ihe iron was loaded; every foreman
charged his gang, looked after his
tools; every man set his teeth for to
morrow’s work.
Long before daylight the camp was
aroused. The cooks’ calls followed
quickly, and breaklast was taken a
gulp. With the first dawn-glow that
could show a hammer head where to
find a spike, the ringing racket began
Men on the trot pushed the little iron
car—little, yet how heavy!—Ric-k and
forth over the newly laid rails, drop
ping a fresh supply at the track end.
each time the previous load had been
spiked a few' rods to the eastward.
Another tooting of whistles, r.nd the
trains moved up. The rails rang loud
upon one another as they fell to lie
ground, half a mile ahead of the morn
ing camp. The foremen urged, en
couraged, inspected, hurried. Faster
and faster the rails dropped into
place! Blow upon blow, spikes and
holts were driven home. And so on
through the hot, late April day. Every
boss was alert. Every man did his
best; perhaps wras sworn at for not
doing better. Only Bennett, calm, un
hurrying, held his men to their task
with neither curses nor bluster; and
i Bennett’s gang had the brunt of the
fray.
Mrs. Gregory and her guests
watched unwearvingly the great work
drama unfold; the miles, rail by rail,
banded together in the glorious iron
way. At what cost was it done’ Yet
how great was the result!
"Is it always so?" Esther asked,
looking up at Alfred. "Must the road
to great achievements be always by
way ol' the sweat cf the face, the
heart’s blood?”
His look was tender, comprehending.
"Are they not worth the cost?”
"Yes. yes; I must believe they are.”
Yet she turned away, her eyes blurred
: with tears. She was thinking of Gid
I eon alone under his posies,
j Dinner was a farce for time, if not
for quantity. And all the afternoon
1 men with pails and dippers marched
! up and down the sweating line, serv
ing to the thirsty incredible quanti
I ties of warm, brackish water that wa?
nectar to the sweating men.
A short pause for supper, and at it
I again! Night came on, and a moon
Eastward they could see the camp
] fires of their oncoming rivals. They
j answered with their own huge bon
! fires, hulit to reinforce Euna's pale
j ray.
On and on, hour after hour; there
was no talking, nut even the desultory
interjections of the day. or the raucous
or:] rs of t!y for. - ,en. Muscles moved
automatically. Hammers struck as
rhythmically, but more slowly. Each
man bent to his task with grim endur
ance, too weary to protest. Some sank
down and were allowed to crawl away.
All day Gregory, pale and tense, had
raged up and down the line, directing,
crying orders far and near, calling for
the impossible, often getting the un
expected. He hurried men, scored in
dividuals, anathematized tools, earth,
iron, heat. He was impatient, fiercely
eager; yet, with it all, not far from
every honest heart there; for he was
fighting for the company—and suc
cess. Dearer to him it was than any
enterprise of his own ever would be.
The men knew this, and honored hint
bore with him, respected him. for the
achievement, which many declared no
other man could have made.
In the dead of night, when the ail
was chill upon wet, weary backs—
when men were dropping from fatigue,
and others, more dogged, were work
ing on, praying silently for relief—at
last, down the line came Gregory's
jubilant cry.
"Rozel!”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
WOULD TRY IT ON THE CAT
Irishman Had Cheaper Form of Analy
sis in His Mind.
Expert testimony may be valuable
from a scientific point of view, but
there are often cheaper ways of es
tablishing a certainty, as the hero of
the following anecdote decided at the
last moment. An Irish laborer en
tered a drug store, and drawing a
paper bag from his pocket, poured on
the counter a number of very sticky
and unattractive looking lozenges.
“Can ye examine this candy?” he
asked.
“It looks queer. What is the mat
ter with it?” asked the druggist.
“Pizen, Oi’m thinkin’. Did ye iver
see such stuff?" Dinnis Daly give them
to me b'y, and Dinnis is no frind of
mine.”
"Well, I can make an analysis.”
“All right. Oi'll come in to-morrow
on me way from wo-nik.”
Tit- Mslrv.m had r ached the door
1 ; at- suddaiy stopped with his ban a
I v.n the latch.
| “And how much will (hot 'nalvsis
| be costing me?” i:e Inquired.
“Five dolia;s.” was ‘he answer.
] The man v aired, over to th • cl.:::
| ter and swcn: the ionrn. cs in t
bag, which he replaced in his poakc
"Xiver moind,” he said. "Oi'il feed
wan to the cat.”
MR. 30GGS KNEW 1 HE AMOUNT.
Possibly He Had Ofte Computed the
Water He Carried.
It was by no means i holiday task
for Amos Boggs to car; pail after pail
o. water from the old v Hi through the
orchard and across the hemyard to the
kitchen, where Mrs. Be gs washed for
the family and a dozen or so of cus
tomers. Therefore he was in no mood
to enjoy questions.
“How many years have you been at
this sort of things?” ashed the elderly
person of wealth, on whose white
sieiris Mrs. Boggs was then expending
her energy and the heat of a heavy
•ron.
"Ten years.” responded Mr. Boggs,
striding on with his pails.
"i.V'ar. c'a.’.r!” said the woman, in a
onaiiscrating tone. • Why. i...w much
voter do you ~.i, pose you’ve carried
• n that time?”
”i’ve carried all that’s been in th
veil during that time, anti isn't there
■ w. in a am," and Mr. Boggs eatero
kitchen and set the inis Jaw
i-- ar a thump as the r.amre e
•ts would perm.;.—Youth"
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