yt'CTWSMSSSySjuHj VwMmu, BSWW WT!WJ5'W1flJflHW'P i fcfcwww fmtap-rtwug swwwwf jftwfturowt' I-. MO. --.,.., RED CLOUD, NEBRASKA, CHIEF EB OF STEEL By CYRUS TOWMSENP BRADY Father and Son Here Is a Poweirff unl Story of Failure and Sacrifice and Love and Courage and Success M Copyright by Fleming H. Revell Co. w H. pjii . . Si ft fs V 1 :v F CHAPTER XVI. Continued. Coloncl Illlngworth hail dismissed Meudo from his mind because he hutcd him. Helen Illlngworth rufrulnud from talking nbout him to her father because she loved him. So they were never In each othor'H presence without thinking of the num. This was a Bourco of Brent Irritation to the father. On occnslon ho almost found himself at the point of shouting at hs daugh ter to tall: nbout him. And that she so carefully avoided the subject and us tho avoidance was so obviously In ac cordance with his own wish, tho re Htrulnt Irrltnted him the more. Tho fuct thnt they both sought so carefully to maintain tho old relationship made It more Impossible. For relationships which arc primarily founded on lovo cannot bo maintained by constraint without tho weakening of tho great force upon which their tenure had pre viously depended. There is nothing Ilko concealment to impair and weak en a tlo unless It bo a bant Prohibi tions rarely prohibit Still thcro remained a deep and abid ing nffectlon between father -and daughter and they managed somehow to get ulong outwardly much as before. Indeed Colonel Illlngworth was more kind and considerate than ever .to his daughter, and she repaid hliu with moro than usual care and devotion. Tho very fact that she seemed to have accepted the situation und obeyed the law ho had laid down gave him some compunctions of conscience. On that account, perhaps, he had been the more willing to accede to her request to take Shurtllff into his employ. In no way was Shurtllff responsible for the fail ure of tho bridge or for any mistake In the calculations of the Mcadcs, und Shurtllff was an Invaluable man, not only for an engineer but for the presi dent of tho Murtlet Bridge company. Ho was familiar with the subjects that Colonel Illlngworth discussed and wrote about. lie was Intelligent und reliable to the last degree, his reputa tion for steadiness and discretion un questioned, and he was marvclously ef ficient In his subordinate position. Tho colonel, having first tried him out, had advanced him rapidly after learning his worth. IIo was now his private secretary. Shurtllff -being an old bach elor without kith or kin, and not orig inally fond of women, found himself suddenly in touch with one of tho sweetest and kindest, ns well as the youngest and most beautiful of a sex about which ho knew nothing. His new position naturally brought Win into close touch with tho colonel. Tho old mnn transacted a good deal of his business in his own house. Shurtllff was frequently thcro. Under other circumstances Helen Illlngworth wonld have treated him with that flno and gracious courtesy which sho ex tended to everyone with whom sho carao In contact, but sho would not have- especially interested herself In him. Sho would not hnvo made him tho object of the delicate attention and Riven him tho careful consideration which would havo completely turned the head of a younger and moro sus ceptible man. Thero had been n prejudice In Shurt llffs mind against women In gcnernl, tind nelen Illlngworth In particular. Ho had quickly realized that sho nbovo all persons had tho greatest Interest In disproving Mendc's statement nnd his own and In laying tho bhnno for tho failure of tho bridgo whero It be longed, on the Bhoulders of tho pntron to love whom hod been the habit of his life. Therefore tho old secretary was constantly on his guard lest he bo trapped into admissions or actions Which might bo used to discredit the older Meade nnd convict tho two con spirators. But Helen Illlngworth was far too clever to allow any inkling of such a design to nppeur. Not tho remotest hint of such u purpose did sho betray. Sho deliberately set about to win tho old man's regard nud respect and per haps eventually his nffectlon. Sho had tho ordering of her father's household, f course. That wus n matter in which tho colonel concerned himself not at ail so long as things went smoothly, uo they always did. Ho was a littlo astonished at her treatment of Shurt llff, but tho old secretary was at heart a gentleman, and thcro was no reason why, If Helen choso to Include him among her friends and Invito him to dinner and othcrwlso mako him wel come In tho house, sho should not do so. Aud in his dry, precise way Shurt llff was rather likable. Ho was touched and flattered by her kindness, and In spite of his suspicions, which gradu ally grow less, by tho way, ho exerted himself to show his appreciation and to bear himself seemingly In his new life Colonel Illlngworth had no suspi cions whatsoever that thcro had been any conspiracy to suppress tho truth aud shift tho blame. True, his daugh ter had protested on that fatal day that sho did not believe Meado and Shurtllff, but that was in tho excite ment of tho moment and understand able In view of her plighted troth. Htlcn had never discussed that with him; even tho very nauio of tho engl- neor being banned, she wns Bllent. She was wise enough not to try to worry or ho'thqr her father with arguments on that point, to which, of course, he would not have listened in any event. Accordingly the conferences with Ilodney bad never been brought to his notice. There was no use stirring up trouble and strife. There was no neces sity even to discuss It with her father until she had found moro proof. So he at least had no suspicions us to her treatment of Shurtllff. He could not see any end to be gained and therefore he Jumped to the conclusion that there wus none. In course of time, as Miss Illlng worth never referred to Mcudo In the secretary's presence, all his mistrust disappeared. Finally he even brought The Old Man Got to Thinking of Her as a Daughter. up the subject of Meade's whereabouts of his own motion. Although the girl was fairly wild to talk und ask ques tions she had wit and resolution enough to change tho subject when It had been first broached and for many times thereafter. Helen Illlngworth was fighting for the reputation of the man sho loved and for her own happiness, and sho was resolved to neglect no point in tho game. She partook In a largo measuro of her father's capuclty, but she add ed to his somewhat blunt and mili tary way of doing things the lnflnlto tact of woman, stimulated by a grow ing, overwhelming devotion to her ab sent lover. Sho cherished that feeling for him In any event and would havo dono so but, tho whole situation was so chnrged with mystery and surcharged with romance that it made tho most powerful uud stimulating appeal to her. Sho lived to vindicate Meado and sho bent every effort toward that end. Sho did not overdo It, cither. Final ly, us ho himself continued to press tho subject upon her, sho made uo se cret to Shurtllff of her devotion to the younger Meade, her sorrow that he had made such u declaration, und her de termination to wait for him. Sho wad always careful to end every conversa tion by saying thut she knew her out look was perfectly hopeless aud that sho could expect nothing except sor row until the younger Mendo was re habilitated. Sho so contrived matters, whllo constantly atllrnilng her feeling for Meudc, as to let Shurtllff Infer thnt sho was convinced that ho had been telling tho truth In what ho had said. After n time sho deftly appealed to him to know If ho could not help her discover tho truth she tactfully main tained even In face of tho evidence that Shurtllff had given. And she did this in such an adroit way that Shurtllff became convinced that sho did not con nect him with any willful deception, and that sho believed that he was de luded himself and occupied tho posi tion of an Innocent abettor. And Shurt llff, In his strange, old, self-contained wny, finally grew to llko Helen Illlng worth exceedingly. Indeed ho sturtcd In his work with natural antagonism to Colonel Illlngworth, and when ho sensed, us ho very soon did, tho dif ference that had arisen between father nnd daughter, hu espoused the cnuso of tho latter. Ho was tho kind of n man who had to devoto himself to some body. IIo began to wonder If thero was any way to secure the girl's hap piness without betraying tho elder Meade. Sho compassed tho secretary, who was, of course, old enough to bo her father, with sweet observances and ho found It Increasingly hard to keep true to his falsehood. Now sho was cap ablo of fascinating bigger personalities than Shurtllff, although sho cared lit tlo for that power nnd rarely exercised It. Tho old man actuully got to think ing of her ns a daughter. Sometimes when they hud an hour together ho found himself seconding her arguments for tho Innocence of tho younger Meade, for sho hud progressed that far by now, with littlo dotalls which his knowledgo and cnyerleuco of tho two men could supply. Trifling In them selves ns were these contributions, as Ilodney pointed out when she repeated them to him, they nevertheless udded something to the cumulative force of the argument so laboriously built up by the friend and woman. And they were decidedly Indicative of u growing mental condition on the part of Shurt llff from which much might bo hoped nnd expected. But Shurtllff could not bring him self to come out boldly nnd confess, nnd his fullure to do that made him moro and more miserable. At first his conscience had been entirely clear. He had viewed his conduct In the light of u noble sacrifice for the great man. Now ho began to question: Was It right to blast: the future of the living for the sake of the fame of the dead? Probably ho would huvo questioned that eventually without regard to Helen Illlngworth, but when he began to grow fond of the woman und when ho realized, as she unmlstukubly dis closed It to him, that her own happi ness wan engaged and thnt he was not only ruining the career of u man but wrecking the life nnd crushing tho heart of an entirely Innocent woman, ho hnd u constant battlo royal with himself to pursue his course und to keep silent. Yet such Is the character of a tem perament llko that of Shurtllff, nar rowed and contracted by a single pas sion of life nnd Incklng the breadth which comes from Intercourse with men and women, that his compunctions of conscience only made him tho moro resolved. The lonely, heart-broken old man swore that ho would never tell. The young wan could go his own gait and work out his own salvation, or be damned, If ho must Tho woman's heart might break, pitiful as that would be, but ho would never tell. He was as unhappy In that determination ns any other man fighting against his conscience must Inevitably be. Sometimes looking at the misery In the old man's face (for on his counte nance his heart wrote his secret), nelen Illlngworth experienced com punctions of conscience of her own, which sho told to Ilodney in default of other confessor. That fine young man appreciated fully the woman's feelings nnd understood her keen sen sibilities, nnd his comprehension was a great comfort to her. He encouraged her to persevere. Since It was only through Shurtllff that the truth could bo established, she must not falter nor reject any fair and rcnsonablo means to gain his wholo confidence nnd make him speak. It was, after all, simply a question of whether the game was worth the candle. How best could they expose or fight a deceit? And that the deception was for u'uoblo purpose and to servo a-laudable end la tho minds of tho deceivers did not alter that fact. "You are doing nothing in tho least degree dishonorable, Miss Illlngworth," said Ilodney, reassuringly. "Woniun'a wiles have been her weapons since the Stone Age." ' "But I do feel compunctions of con science occasionally." "I'ersonnlly I think you nre abunt nntly justified," urged Ilodney. "Yes, to estnbllsh tho truth, to glvo the man I love his good name would Justify moro than this," sho replied, "and yet" she smiled faintly "my consclenco does hurt mo a little. The old man Is beginning to lovo me." "Thnt's the reason It hurts you," said Rodney. "When ho loves you enough ho will do anything you wnnt, as I would" Tho young man stopped, looked long nt her, nnd then turned away with a lit tlo gesture of was it appeal or re nunciation? nc wns too loyal to his friend to speak, but ho could not con trol everything. The tone of his voice, the look In his eyes, his quick nvold nnco of her, told tho woman n littlo story. They had been very closely as sociated, theso two. Bodney nlso had not had much ndvantngo of womnn's society, certainly not of n woman llko nelen Bllngworth. Sho hnd given him her full confldenro In tho Intimacy. Ho was n mnn. Ho loved llko others. Sho wns too fond of him, too great, too truo n woman to pretend. "Mr. Bodney," snld tho girl, Inylng her hand on his arm as though to re strain him, "that way madness lies." "Mlsh Illlngworth," said Bodney, turning nnd facing her, his lips Arm ly compressed, his eyes shining. "I'm devoted to Bert Meado nnd to you" ho lifted her hand from his arm nnd kissed It "and I'm going to do every thing for your hnpplness." Bravo words and ho snld them moro bravely. "I understand," snld tho woman, "nnd I honor you for your loyalty to your friend nnd your devotion to me. Loyalty Is not always tho easiest thing on enrth, I know." "You mnko it easy for mo because you understand." So tho fall and winter wero filled with Interest to nelen Illlngworth nnd thero was In her days no lack of hope. Every Saturday tho flowers thnt Meado had arranged for spoko words of love to her nnd bado her not forget, al though that was admonition aho did not need. Thnt was the only message that she received from her lover. Ho had dropped out of sight completely. They caused search to be made for htm, sought tidings of him in every possible way, but In vain. Her heart almost broke sometimes ut the separation. She hud confidence enough in her power over him, and In her woman's wit, to feci that if sho had only another op portunity sho might leurn the truth, force It from him, constrain him to tell It, because she loved him I CHAPTER XV? I. Once More Unto the Work. The Murtlet Bridgo company hnd finally weathered the storm, although it was, of course, not Intrusted with the new International bridge which wns about to be commenced. When Ber tram Monde read of the ne'v undertak ing, It cut him to the heart. This time there would be no mistake. In the necessity of recouping Its fortunes, the ATurtlct Bridge company entered upon n even wider career. The direc tors took contracts which they had hitherto disdained becuusc they were comparatively unlmportunt, und they bid on opcrutlous which they hud hitherto left to competitors. They were- building the great steel viaduct by the town of Coronado below the dam, and they had already built the splendid steel arch thr.t spanned the ruvlne, here almost a gorge, In the valley of the Kicking Horse to the eastward of the big mesa. After Christmas, Colonel Illlngworth decided to make another of his tours of inspection, and as Helen was not look ing particularly well from the strain under which sho was laboring, ho of fered to take her with him, especially as ho was going to the far Southwest, where the weather would be mild and pleasant, to Inspect tho growing via duct and the completed arch. She gladly availed herself of tho permis sion. There was always a possibility, albeit a most remote one, that she might hear of Meade. That it might be well to Invite a representative of The Engineering News, to wit, Bodney, to accompany them, so that the really splendid work tho Martlet company was doing might be made widely known. The party consisted of the father and daughter, Curtlss, the chief engineer, Doctor Severance, the vice president and financial man, and Rod ney. Now Helen Illlngworth had not the least reason In the world to suspect that Bertram Meade was In any way connected with this engineering proj ect, but Rodney had pointed out and had Imbued her with his own belief that sooner or later, when Meade was found, he would be found engaged in engineering in some capacity. "It's in his blood," snld Rodney. "Ho can no more keep away from It than ho can stop breathing. He can't do anything else. Somewhere he's at the Helen Illlngworth Stood on the Steps of the Private Car. old Job. It might be In America, and It might bo out thero nt Coronado, or It might be In South America, Europe, Aslu, or " "I wonder If wo can't find out all tho engineering work that Is being dono In tho world and send representatives to seek him," said Helen Illlngworth. Rodney laughed. "To hunt that wny would bo like hunting a ncedlo In a haystack. I can not bid you hope that ho Is thero; In fact, I think It is most unlikely that ho would bo any plnco near where tho Martlet people aro operating, but thero's a chnnco, even If only tho faint est one." Well, women's hearts can build a great deal on n faint chance. They aro calculated for tho forlorn hope. And so nelen Illlngworth stood on tho steps of the prlvnto car as It rolled across tho rallc-long temporary bridgo at Coro nado, and scanned tho workmen grouped on one sldo'of tho track, their work suspended for a moment that the train might pass on tho wooden trcs- tllng, In bop that aba could sea In one of them tho man she loved and sought. And Bodney stood by her side, equally interested, searching the crowd with his glunce, nlso. There was nothing In the town to nt tract Helen out of the cnr. She had visited West nnd Southwest ninny times. Colonel Illlngworth, with Bod ney and Severence, there left the train. Miss Illlngworth decided to go Into the hills und get away from the urld and heulod plulns. A siding had been built near the steel arch under the slope of tho hill from which tho huge mesa nrose, within two miles of the dum, and the car was to be placed there. The men left behind would use tho pri vate car of the division superintendent of the railroad when they had ended their several tnsks. It had been raining dismally during the nftcrnoon, and when the car wns detached and switched to the siding and left up In the hills some twenty miles from tho town, It was too wet und uncomfortable to leave It. Dis regarding the downpour, however, Cur tlss, who had come up with It, made u very careful Investigation of the completed bridge, which more than surpussed his expectations In Its ap pearance of sturdy grace, us well us In the evidences of curcful workman ship in Its erection. That evening tho special engtno pushed the other private car up from tho vulley, bringing the people who had Inspected the bridge. A few more weeks would complete the grent via duct. Everything wus proceeding In tho most satisfactory way und Colonel Illlngworth wns very much elated over the situation. "Who would have thought," he sold as they sat down to dinner in the brightly lighted observation room, "that It would rain In this country ut this season of the year?" "It will probably be over by tomor row morning," observed Bodney. "If It continued long enough and rained hard enough, that dam would havo to bo looked after. We'll go over and see It tomorrow," said the colonel cheerfully. "What would happen if It gave way?" asked his daughter. "It would flood the valley, sweep away the town, and " he paused. "Well, father?" "Buln the bridge." "We can't afford to have another .failure after the International," said Severence. Now there was a newcomer nt the table, a big rancher named Winters, whom Bodney had met In the town and had Introduced to Colonel Illlng worth. The latter had Invited him to dinner and to stay the night in the extra sleeper, and Winters, who hnd particular reasons for wanting to talk with Bodney nnd to meet Miss Illlng worth, had accepted. "You can count on Its stopping," he said at last. "My ranch Is a hundred miles to tho north of here. I heard Bodney wns with your purty, and as ho was an old classmute of mine in fact, my best friend nt Harvard along with Bert Meade" and the mention of tho forbidden name caused quick glances to be passed around the table, but raised no comment "the chance of seeing him brought me down here. I know the weather ulong this whole section of tho country; It's the dryest place on earth, nud I would almost of fer to itwnllow nil the rain thut will fall after this storm spends Itself." "Well, that's good," said Curtl3s, "be cause I've heard thut tho dam lacks very little of completion, but thut tho spillway has been deluyed." "You'll find that the storm has bro ken In the morning," sutd Winters con fidently. After dinner Colonel Illlngworth, de sirous of talking business, called the men of the party, except Bodney nnd Winters, buck Into the observation room of the other car, leaving the two men with Helen. "Mr. Shurtllff," said Helen, as tho men stepped out on tho platform, tho secretary following, slnco his employer had Intimated his services might be needed, "If you cun, I wish you would como back hero as soon ns possible." "Certnlnly, Miss Illlngworth," said tho secretary, "Immediately, If your father finds that ho docs not need me." "Bod," snld Winters when they wero nlone, "I'd go a long wny to seo you, but I might ns well bo frank. I did not como down theso hundred miles, leaving my rnnch In the dcud of winter with all Its possibilities of mishap to tho cattle, simply to seo you, or even Miss Illlngworth here, although sho -Is worth It," ho went on with tho frank bluntuess of a western mun. "Of courso you didn't," snld Bodney, smiling. "I knowt I'm not n sufllclent attraction." "I came to talk about Monde." "Mr. Winters," snld Helen, clasping her hands over her knees nnd lean Ing forwnrd, '"if you know anything nbout htm, whero ho Is, whnt ho Is doing how ho fares, Is ho well, docs ho think of I beg you to tell me." "Miss Illlngworth, thero Is nothing I would refuse to tell you It It rested with me." "I don't mind 'confessing to you, you ara auch pd friend, jou and Mr. Bod- ney, nnd so devoted to Bert, that I am worrying" "You need say nothing more, Miss Illlngworth. I know nil about tho situ ation. Bodney wrote me nnd " "Well, then, you understand my anx lcty, my reuson for asking?" "I do." "And you will tell us?" "I wish to heaven I could." "Can't you tell us anything?" "Well, yes, I can." "What?" "It may be a breach of confidence." "I'd tuke the risk," said tho girl, her bosom heaving. Wus she ut last about to hear from her lover? "Know where he Is, old mnn?" asked Bodney. "I think so not sure, but " "Whore?" from the woman, breath lessly. "I didn't agree to toll you that." "What then?" "All I can say Is that uftcr the dcuth of his father he turned up ut my ranch one day some five months ugo und told me his story." "What!" exclaimed Bodney. "Did he tell you he was innocent?" "Not ut first. He told me he was guilty." "But you didn't believe him, did you?" nsked the woman Impulsively. "I certainly did not." "Why not?" "Well, I don't know why. I Just didn't, that's all. I know Men.le. I know him well. I know his make-up. We get accustomed to sizing up a mini's actions out West hero, and it didn't take me longer than it took him to tell the story to know that It wasn't true." "Oh, thank you for that," suid the woman. "But our beliefs are not evidence, Dick," Interposed Bodney. "We can't prove it nnd that'fl tho point. I told him," continued Winters, "that It was u du durncd lie I beg your pardon, Miss Illlngworth. I mean I told him that It was not true and that he was a fool for sticking to It, und er he udmltted I er," floundered Winters, suddenly realizing thnt ho was on the eve of a breach of confi dence and checking himself Just in time. "In fuct, the subject wns painful to him, and I let him alone, which Is whnt we generally do to a man who doesn't want his nffulrs Inquired Into too closely," Winters ended lamely, realizing how near he had come to betraying his friend's confidence and telling of Meade's own admission that he had snld what he had to save tho fame and honor of the father. "Well, whnt next?" asked Bodney, understanding ns did Helen Illlng worth herself the ranchman's hesita tion, nnd respecting It, although tlio unavoidable Inference gave her great Joy. "He hung around the ranch for t month or six weeks to get his balance He wus pretty badly broken up. I'm a bachelor myself and don't know much about those things, but I can sny that he loved you, Miss Bllngworth, more than life Itself." "But not more than tho reputation of his father," she suid with a little tlngf of bitterness. "Well, I tnke it he looked at that as a matter of honor. You know a man's got to keep his Ideals of honor." "Even nt tho expense of a woman's. heart?" said tho girl. "It sounds hnrd, but I guess we've got to admit that. But that's neither here nor there," ho continued, gliding over tho subject, "the point is I found thnt he hnd to fight It out himself, nnd I mainly let him nlone. I gavo him a horse und gun nnd turned him loose In tho wilds. Best plnco on earth for a mun in his condition, Miss Bllngworth. You enn go out Into the wilderness nnd get nearer to God ' thero than any placo I know of. Ho came back finally, turned In his gun, borrowed tho horse, bade mo good-by, and said he was go ing out to mako a new start." "Whero did ho go? Which way?" "IIo wns headed south when I saw him lust, und all this lay In his way." "You mean ?" cried tho woman. "IIo may be hero?" said Rodney. Winters nodded. "I have thought so. It's only a guess, of course, nnd probably a poor one. But when I read In tho papers that Colonel Bllngworth was coming here, und thut you wero along, and Miss Illlngworth, I thought I'd just tuke a run down hero and see what could be done." "Oh, I'm so glad you havo como." "Ho's not working on tho bridge," said Bodney. ."How do you know, Rod?" "I examined nil tho pny rolls, and none of them bears his name." "Ho wouldn't work under his own nnmo in tho Murtlet Bridgo company," snld tho woman. "Certnlnly not Thnt was jnly my first step. I went around among the workmen, too, and I got a look at every ono of them. I'm sure ho's not there." (TO BE CONTINUED.) Clock 8truck One. Horrid Bore "I rise by an alarm clock." 'Pretty Girl "I retire by one. There It goes now V Judge, u.. ' X .. i i.. . . .1 . v.SDL-UW