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‘THE IRQ?* W' / > \ I CXTCUGO A TALE OB THE BUILDERS ,-- ,OF THE WEST. C&PJX 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 ■ b. < 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" =. _ . ; 4 A choice collection of 80 recipes, with the latest baking helps and a fund of valuable information, edited by Mrs. Janet McKenzie Hill, of The Boston Cooking School, the noted authority on Domestic Science. Elegantly illustrated and printed on finest plate paper. 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