A FOOL j FOR. LOVE By FRANCIS LYNDE J Author of"The Grafters," Etc. L (Copyr'nhl, ;JUS, by J. I'. LlpplocottCo.) CHAPTER V. —Continued. Here the matter rested; and, having what she conceived to be her charitable duty, Virginia was as anx ious to get away as heart —the heart •of a slightly bored Reverend Billy, for instance—could wish. So they bade Adams good-by and picked their way down the frozen em bankment and across the ice bridge; ■down and across and back to the Rose mary, where they found a perturbed chaperon in a flutter of solicitude aris ing upon their mysterious disappear ance and long absence. CHAPTER VI. \ While the teclinoiogiau was dispen sing commissary tea in iron-stone china cups to bis two guests in the "dinkey" field office, his chief, taking the Rose mary's night run in reverse in the company of Town Marshal Biggin, was turning the Rajah's coup into a small Utah profit. Having come upon the ground late ■the night before, and from the oppo «ite direction, he had seen nothing of the extension grade west of Argentine. Hence the enforced journey to Carbon ate only anticipated an inspection trip ■which he had intended to make as soon as he had seated Adams firmly in the track-laying saddle. Not to miss his opportunity, at the first curve beyond Argentine he passed tils cigar case to Biggin and asked permission to ride on the rear plat form of the day coach lor inspection purposes. "Say, pardner, what do you take me <er, anyhow?" was the reproachful re- Joinder. "For a gentleman in disguise," said %Vinton, promptly. "Sim'larly, I do you; savvy? You tell me you ain't goin' to stampede, and you ride anywhere you blame please. See? This here C. & G. R outfit ain't got no surcingle on me." Winton smiled. "I haven't any notion of stamped ing. As it happens, I'm only a day ahead of time. I should have made this run to-morrow of my own accord to have a look at the extension grade. You will find me on the rear platform "Whan you want me.'' "Good enough," was the reply; and "Winton went to his post of observa tion. Greatly to his satisfaction, he found -that the trip over the C. & G. It. an swered every purpose of a preliminary inspr *\ of the Utah grade beyond Argc-.une. For 17 of the 20 miles the two lines were scarcely more than a •stone's throw apart, and when Biggin Joined him at the junction above Car bonate he had his note-book well filled •with the necessary data. "Make it, all right?" inquired the Iriendly bailiff. "Yes, thanks. Have another cigar?" "Don't care If I do. Say, that old •fire-eater back yonder in the private car has got a mighty pretty gal, ain't .lie?" "The young lady is hl3 niece," said wishing that Mr. Biggin -would find other food for comment. "I don't care; she's pretty as a Jer sey two-year-old." "It's a fine day," ob3erved Winton; and then, to background Miss Carteret ■effectually as a topic, "How do the people of Argentine feel about the op position to our line?" "They're red-hot; you can put your tnon on that. The C. & G. R.'s a aure-enough tail-twister where there ain't no competition. Your road'll get avery pound of ore in the camp if It aver gets through." "I suppose you stand with your townsmen on that, don't you?" he ven tured. "Now you're shouting; that's me." "Then if that is the case, we won't -take this little holiday 'of ours an/ iiarder than we can help. When the court business is settled—it won't take ■very long—you are to consider your aelf my gueat. We stop at the Buck ingham." "Oh, we do, do we? Say, pardner, that's white—-mighty white. If I'd 'a' been an inch or so more'n half awake this morning when that old b'iler- Imster's hired man routed me out, I'd 'a' told him to go to blazes with his "Warrant. Next time I will." Winton shook his head. "There Isn't going to be any 'next time,' Peter, my son," he prophesied. "When Mr. Darrah gets fairly down to business lie'll throw bigger chunks than the Argentine town marshall at us." By this time the train was slowing into Carbonate, and a few minutes after the stop at the crowded platform they were making their way up the aingle bustling stret of the town to the courthouse. "Ever see so many tin-horns and bunco people bunched in all your rc»ind-ups?" said Biggin as they el bowed through the uneasy, shifting groups in front, of the hotel. "Not often," Winton admitted. "But It's the luck of the big camps; they are the dumping grounds of the world while the high pressure is on." The ex-range rider turned on the courthouse steps to look the sidewa.ix. loungers over with narrowing eyes. "There's Sheeny Mike and Big Otto and half a dozen others right there In front o' the Buckingham that couldn't stay to breathe twice in Ar gentine. And this town's grot a po lice!" the comment with lip-curling scorn. "It also has a county court which is probably waiting for us," said Win ton; whereupon they went la to ap pease the offended majesty of the law. As Winton had predicted, his an swer to the court summons was a mere formality. On parting with his chief at the Argentine station plat form, Adams' first care had been to wire news of the arrest to the Utah headquarters. Hence Winton found the company's attorney waiting for him in Judge Whitcomb's courtroom, and his release on an appearance bond was only a matter of moments. The legal affair dismissed, there en sued a weary interval of time-killing. There was no train back to Argentine until nearly five o'clock in the after noon, and the hours dragged heavily for the two, who had nothing to do but wait. Biggin endured his part of it manfully till the midday dinner had been discussed; then he drifted off with one of Winton's cigars between his teeth, saying that he should "take poison" and shoot up the town if he could not find some more peaceful means of keeping his blood in circula tion. It was a little after three o'clock, and Winton was sitting at the writ ing table in the lobby of the hotel elaborating his hasty note-book data of the morning's inspection, when a boy came in with a telegram. The young engineer was not so deeply en grossed in his work as to bo deaf to the colloquy. "Mr. John Winton? Yes, he is here somewhere," said <.ne clerk in answer to the boy's question; and after an identifying glance, "There he is—over at the writing table." Winton turned in his chair and saw the boy coming towards him; also ne saw the ruffian pointed out by Biggin from the courthouse steps and labeled "Sheeny Mike" lounging up to the clerk's desk for a whispered word with the bediamonded gentleman behind it. -=*= Y^ CUB "LET'S UIKK OUT O' Till*. VKONIO!" What followed was cataclysmal in its way. The lounger took three stag gering lurches towards Winton, brushed the messenger boy aside, and burst out in a storm of maudlin in vective. "Sign yerself 'Winton' now, do ye, ye low-down, turkey-trodden—" "One minute," said Winton, curtly, taking the telegram from the boy and signing for it. "I'll give ye more'n ye can carry away In less'n half that time —see?" was the minatory retort; and the threat was made good by an awkward •buffet which would have knocked the engineer out of his chair if he had remained in it. Now Winton's eyes were gray and steadfast, but his hair was of that shade of brown which takes the tint of dull copper in certain lights, and he had a temper which went with the red in his hair rather than with the gray in his eyes. Wherefore his at tempt to i>lacate his assailant was something less than diplomatic. "You drunken scoundrel!" he snapped, "if you don't go about your business and let me alone, I'll turn you over to the police with a broken bone or two!'* The bully's answer was a blow de livered straight from the shoulder — too straight to harmonize witn the Ac tion of drunkenness. Winton saw the sober purpose in it and went battle mad, as a hasty man will. Being a skillful boxer —which his antagonist was not —he did what he had to do neatly and with commendable dis patch. Down, up; down, up; down a third time, and then the bystanders interfered. "Hold on!" "That'll do!" "Don't you see he's drunk?" "Enough's as good as a feast —let him go." Winton's blood was up, but ho de sisted, breathing threatenings. Where at IMggin shouldered his way into the circle. "Pay your bill and let's hike out o' this, pronto. ' he said In a low tone. CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 22, 1906. "You ain't got no tim% to fool with a Carbonate Justice shop." But Wlnton was not to be brought to his senses so easily. "Run away from that swine? Not if I know it. Let him take It Into court if he wants to. I'll be there, too." The beaten one was up now and ap parently looking for an officer. "I'm takin' ye all to witness," ho rasped. "I was on'y askin' him to cash up what he log? to me las' night, and he jumps me. But I'll stick him if there's any law in this camp." Now all this time Winton had been holding the unopened telegram crum pled in his fist, but when Biggin pushed nim out of the circle and tnrust him up to the clerk's desk, he bo thought him to read the message. It was Virginia's warning, signed by Adams, and a single glance at the clos ing sentence was enough to cool him suddenly. "Pay the bill, Biggin, and join me in the billiard room, quick!" he whis pered, pressing money into the town marshal's hand and losing himself in the crowd. And when Biggin had obeyed his Instructions: "Now for a back way out of this if there is one. We'll have to take to the hills till train time." "Didn't take you more'n a week to change your mind about pullin' it off with that tin-horn scrapper in tha courts, did it?" "No," said Winton. " 'Taint none o' my business, but I'd like to know what stampeded you." "A telegram"—shortly. "It wus a put-up job to have me locked up on a criminal charge, and so hold mo out another day." Biggin grinned. "The old b'iler buster again. Say, he's a holy terror, ain't he?" "He doesn't mean to let mo build my railroad if he can help it." The ex-cowboy found his sack of chip tobacco and dexterously rolled a cigarette in a bit of brown wrapping paper. "If that's the game, Mr. Sheeny I Mike, or his backers, will tie most I likely to play it to a finish, don't you | guess?" j "HOW?" "By havin' a po-llceman layin' for j you at the train." "I hadn't thought of that." "Well, Iran think you out of it, I reckon. The branch train is a 'com modation, and it'll stop most any where if you throw up your hand at it. We can take out through the woods and across the hills, and mog up the track a piece. How'll that do?" "It will do for me, but there is no need of you tramping when you can just as well ride." But now that side of Mr. Peter Big gin which endears him and his kind to every man who has ever shared his lonely roundups, or broken bread with him in his comfortless shack, came uppermost. "What do you take me fer?" was the way it vocalised itself; but there was more than a formal oath of loyal al legiance in the curt question. "For a man and a brother," said Winton, heartily; and they set out together to waylay the outgoing train at some point beyond the danger limit. It was accomplished without further mishap, and the short winter day was darkening to twilight when the train came in sight and the engineer slowed to their signal." They climbed aboard, and when they had found a seat in the smoker the engineer of construc tion spoke to the ex-cowboy as to a friend. "I hope Adams has knocked out a good day's work -for us," he said. "Your pardner with the store hat and the stinkin' cigaroots?—has all right," said Biggin; and it. so chanced that at the precise moment of the say ing the subject of it was standing j with the foreman of track layers at a gap in the now line juat beyond and ! above the Rosemary's siding at Ar j gentine, Lis day's work ended, and his men loaded on the flats for the run down to camp over the lately laid rail* of the lateral loop. (TO BE CONTINUED.) VISITED CULCBRA CUT. President Roosevelt Inspects the Most Famous Portion of the Panama Canal. Panama.—President Roosevelt, who stopped at the Tivoll hotel Thursday night, started at. 7 o'clock Friday morning with Mrs. Roosevelt and the other members of his party to make an examination of the Culebra cut. The weather was overcast, threat ening rain. At 8:30 the presidential train arrived at Pedro Miguel, where some steam shovels were at work. The president had his train stopped for the purpose of making a personal exami nation. At this point in the cut the peculiar soil conditions have resulted in frequent landslides and this fact was brought to the president's atten tion. President Roosevelt descended from his train and climbed up on one of the steam shovels, taking a seat alongside Engineer Gray, whom he subjected to a searching fire of questions regarding the work. During his conversation Engineer Gray took the opportunity, on behalf of himself and the other en gineers, to declare that, unlike the railroad engineers, they were not paid for overtime. The president promised to look into this matter. He stayed on the steam shovel about 20 minutes. By this time it was raining hard. President Roosevelt told Chief En gineer Stevens that he wanted to see ail the works in connection with the excavation, even to the temporary lay ing of tracks. With this in view he boarded a work train near Pedro Miguel and went onto the next point where steam shovels were at work. Here there was no danger of land slides. The president spent some time in the deepest portion of the cut, where last Sunday 22 tons of explosives were used to throw down 33,000 cubic yards of material. The rain was now coming down in torrents, and the water poured in rivu lets down the funnel-shaped sides of the famous cut. Several charges of dynamite were exploded in order that the president might see the effect, af ter which he went back to his own train. GOOD CATCH BY POSTAL SLEUTHS Francis Marrin, One of the Principal Figures in the Storey Cotton Co. Failure at Philadelphia, Arrested. Buffalo, N. Y. —Francis E. Marrin, one of the principal figures in the Storey Cotton Co. failure in Phila delphia in 1905, was arrested here last night in the lobby of the Genesee hotel. Marrin disappeared from Phil adelphia on March, 12, 190". ivh"i postoffice department r. J.' : uj Storey Cotton Co. and since then ho has been in Europe. He came back to America a few weeks ago and the vigil the police employed ended last night with his arrest. Marrin arrived in Buffalo three days ago. He registered at the hotel under the name «112 James Johnstone. \V. A. Bickering, chief postoffice inspector, has been tracing him and Postoffice In spector Cortelyou, who has charge of the Philadelphia district, came to Buf falo to get his man. "It's all off," was Marrin's only com ment, when the officers located him and placed him under arrest. Later he consented to waive extradition, did not want an attorney and said he wanted to get. back to Philadelphia as soon as the inspector could take him there. Since 1905, he said, he had been in Europe. He visited London, Paris, Berlin, Brussels and Amsterdam. On Marrin's person were found check books of London and Paris banks. THE PULSE OP TRADE. It Is Strong and Steady—Prospects for the Future are Very Bright. New York.—R. G. Dun & Co.'s Weekly Review of Trade says: Trade expands under the stimulat ing influence of colder weather and mercantile collections improve, al though rates for money continue high. Traveling salesmen send in large or ders to leading distributing points, but movements of merchandise are still re tarded by inadequate transporting fa cilities. Seasonable lines of wearing apparel and holiday goods attract most attention, while staple articles of every description are in steady de mand. Current business is good and prospects for the future were never brighter. Labor disputes reached amicable settlement in most cases, wages being advanced in numerous transporting and manufacturing industries. The most striking development of the week was the unprecedented output of pig iron in conjunction with large im ports and advancing prices, indicat ing the greatest activity ever attained by steel mills. Other industrial re ports were scarcely less gratifying. Prospects in the iron and steel in dustry are bright beyond precedent. Contracts cover capacity of mills far into next year and in some cases to 1908. A Fatal Collision. Pittsburg, Pa. —Andrew J. Collins, a motorman, was killed and 13 passengers were injured in a rear-end collision of street cars in this city last night. A Wage Increase for 5,300 Men. Boston, Mass. —The Boston Ele vated Railway Co., which controls practically all the trolley lines in Bos ton and vicinity and also the elevated system, announced last night that an advance in wages will be granted to its 5,300 employes on January 1. The j increase will average ten cents a day. Powder House Exploded. Bedford, Ind. —The powder house i of a cement company at Mitch ell, Ind., exploded Friday, killing two ! men. Several others were injured. The shock was felt several miles. 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