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TWO THE RI\ m . By EDNA CHAPTER XXXI. JUolly Silent had seen her husband's train pull in. She watched "for it to go out again. The whistle blew twice. Something was wrong. She left her place in time to see Silent, his face | eliining ghastly pale under the soot, pull himself up from the "battleship* "God, M*n, You Cant Go tike That!" where he had been leaning. Estrada, sent by Rickard to find out why the {rat^D djd net PQl1 oat, saw him the ame instant as did Molly. Silent swayed, waving them back nnseeingly, fllte a man who Is drank. "God, man, yon cant go like that!" cried Estrada, 'y~"" u "[Who's going?" demanded Silent, his tpngue thick with thirst and exhaustion;, Tpa whistle-hlew again. 44T mIH Itf 'lliA iwi I n mAtra/1 nnf An '4 ****** f?f? H-f**** "*VTVU vuv vu the trestle, as the whistle btew angrijy twice. Only Molly and Silent saw Es> trada go. Silent staggered unseeing!/ ,?P the bank toward the camp, Molly following. : i The river was humping oat yonder; the rolling mass came, roaring, flankon, against the dam. "Quick, for God's sake, quick 1" felled Rickard. His signals sounded 'short and sharp, "Dump it on? throw the cars in!" karshall was dancing, 'iiS mouth full of oaths, on the bank ' edge. Breathlessly all watched the rushing water fling Itself over th? dam. -For several hushed seconds the structure could not be seen. When the foam fell a cheer went up. The dam was standing. Silent, it was supposed, was bringing in his train. Above the distant jagged line of mountains rose a red ball. A new day began. And again the Dragon rose; a mountain of water came rolling damward. Three trains ran steaming on the ? - / WUS. "Don't stop now to blast the big ones. Pour 'em on!" ordered Rlckard. There was a long wait before any rock fell. Marshall and Rickard waited for the pour. The whistles blew again. Then they saw what was wron^ Th^ morning light showed a rock Weighing several tons which was resisting the efforts Of the pressing crew. Ont of the gloom sprang other figures with crowbars. The rock tot% tered, .fell. The river tossed, it as though it were a tedhis ball, sent it hurtling down the lower face of the dam. Things began to go wild. The men were growing reckless. They Were sagging toward exhaustion; mistakes were made. Another rock, as'heavy as the last, was worked toward the edge. Men were thick about It with crowbars. They hurried. One concerted effort, drawing back as the rock toppled over the edge. One man was too slow, or too tired. Be slipped. The watchers on the bank saw a flash of waving arms, heard a cry; they had a f glimpse of a blackened face as the foam caught it. The waters closed over him. There was a hush of horror; a halt "God himself couldn't save that poor devil," ^ried Marshall. "Have the work go on !'' Pour rocks on that wretch down there? Pin him down? Never had It seemed more like war! "A man down? Ri<Te over him! to victory 1" Soberly Rickard signaled for the work io go on. Tbe rock-poor stuttered as if in horror. The women turned sfck with'fear. Ho one knew who it wss. Some poor Jtferirsn, pxobftblf, Who vm ttf* demanded Biekarfl, fcmninf dew* to tfee track. ^ . J /ER m H AIKEN '. i | "Who \vns it?" 3larshall had run down to see why the work paused. Rickard turned shocked eyes on his chief. "Estrada!" The beautiful mournful eyes of Eduardo were on him, not Marshall's, horrified. Now he knew why Estrada had said, "I can't see it finished." "Rickard!" The engineer did not recognize the quenched voice. "The work has got to go on." Tj. A* V/V 11 CUIIltr tU 1UUVU1U uo in? IUW . orders that Eduardo was closer to Marshall than to him. "As near a son as he'll ever have." He turned a minute later to see his chief standing bareheaded. His own. cap came off. "We're burying the lad," said Marshall. , The minute of funeral had to be pushed aside. The river would not wait. Train after train was rushed on to the trestles; wave after wave hit them. But perceptibly the dam was steadying. The rapid fire of rock was telling. Another ridge of yellow waters rose. The roll of water came slowly, dwindling as it came; It broke against the trestle weakly. For the first time the trestle never shuddered. Workers and watchers breathed as a unit the first deep breath that night There was a change. Every eye was on the river where It touched the rim of the dam. Suddenly a chorused cry rose. The river had stopped rising. The whistles 1 screamed themselves hoarse. And then a girl, sitting on the bank, saw two men grab each other bj the hand. She was too far away to hear their vnlres. hilt Ihe sun. rlslne red through the banks of smoke, fell on the blackened faces of her brother aad< Rickard. Sbe did not care who saw her crying. CHAPTER XXXIV. . A Desertion. I When the afternoon waned and God-1 frey did not cail on frer Gerty was | roused to uneasiness. Had she angered | him by refusing to mnke the definite' promise? Coul$ J{ J>e love, the sort of' love she wanted, If he could stay away like this when they could have the camp to themselves, every one down at the break, no Hardins running in *vsry minute? Their first chance and Godfrey slighting it! He would surely come that evening, knowing that she would be alone I The little watch Tom had given hey for an j ' almost forgotten birthday set the pace;1 for her "resentment Nine, ten, eleven! How dared he treat her so? She blew 1 oat the lamps when she found that she J was shaking with anger and undressed i In the dark. She could not see him, i If he came now, her self-control all |; gone! But she could not go to bed. j i She stood In her darkened tent, shaken by her angry passions. Suppose that he were only trifling with her? What was that paper he had thrust In her hand? With a candle ; she found the yellow paper. It was i a copy of a telegram to Godfrey's law- ] yer. "Start divorce proceedings at j once. Any grounds possible. Back!: soon. Godfrey." The frightened blood resumed Its' normal flow. If he had done this for i her then she had not lost him. An ap? ] parent elopement, why had she never thought of that before? That would , cement their bond. Her scruples could grow on the road. Oh, she cotild man- j age Godfrey 1 She would go wilh him.; She remembered that she must go tc ( bed if she were to have any looks in the morning. . When Godfrey came to her next af- j ternoon, penitent, refreshed after a long morning's sleep, he found a charming hostess. She was shy about his telegram. Enchantlngly distant' when he tried to reach her hand! "I can't go without you," he cried. He had discovered her Interpretation of j ?J 3 *- -3 i-~Vi/vfl Kim Vin ins ipiegruLU uuu 11 uenyiueu uiui, uv. began to believe in his own Intention. "I know. You shrink from it all. You (lread the steps that will free you. You need me beside you to help you. Let's cut the knot. Tonight!" "Not tonight. Maybe tomorrow," i whispered Gerty, and then she man-| aged a few fe^jirs and he was allowed to kiss her. It was all arranged before j he left the ramada. They were to leave together the next day. Her ob-j ject would be accomplished by their ( leaving together. He would feel that he owed her his name. Of course Gerty must do It In the conventional way! She would have used rope ladders had they been needed. The conventional note was ( *vlnnA<) 4a Vam WnaAdfi e/ior# 1 puucu vv uci uui^au j Innes was with Tom when he fonnd it They came in together from the rbrfer. Neither had noticed the odd. -looks from the men aa they pawed through the encampment A dcuen rtm fart ir-" \mx* for .li.?L X kJ KJ iJL i. 1 a-z } the North with Godfrey. Gerty's letter told Tom that it was all over. She had tried to stand it, tc be true even through his cruelty, bu1 a feeling stronger than she was mad< "her tine to herself, and so true at lasl |q him! . ~ Innes' revulsion lacked speech. Th( common blatter sickened her. Sh< could offer no comfort His eyes tolc her it was worse than death. He struck cff her hand when 11 touched his shoulder. Gerty's hant had coerced him that way. He was doi\e with softness. His silence oppressed her. This was a man she did not know; inarticulate smitten. She told herself that even t sister was an intruder?but she was afraid to leave him alone. She tool a station by fier own tent door. 8h< would not go down to dinner. For hours she watched his tent. When it grev dark she could no longer endure it She found him where she had left him She forced herself toward the vol cano's edge; and the swift eruptior scorched her. It was the pitiable wrecl of dignity, of pride. His words wen incoherent; his wrath involved his sis ter, crouching in tears. Innes shranl from him, the man she did not know The coarse streak was uncovered in al its repulsiveness. He turned on Innes suddenly. She was crying, a huddlec heap on the couch. "I've had enough crying?betweer you and Gerty. Will you get out? Tv< got to have some sleep." Through her sobs he could make oul that she was afraid to leave him. "Well, then, I'll go. I'm used to havlng to leave my own tent. A dog's life.' He flung out into the nighta CHAPTER XXXV. A Corner of His Heart. The second evening after the closure Rickard was dining with the Marshalis in their car. The Palmyra was to pull out the next day. Hardin's name was brought up by Tod Marshall. "She was light potatoes," he dismissed the woman. "But she's broken the man's spirit." Rickard, It was .discovered, had nothing to say on the subject of the elopement "I'm sorry his sister la not here tonight," began Marshall mischievously, "I did ask her. Tod" Claudia hastened to Interrupt her lord. "But she would not leave her brother her last evening." . 9 "Her1 last evening?" exclaimed Rickard. "Is she going away?" Marshall subdued his twinkle. "We are carrjtfhg her off. She Is to visit Sirs. Marshall while I am on the road." Rickard gulped down his coffee, boiling. "Mrs. Marshall, will you let me run away early?" Why should he ?Ive any excuse? They knew what he tras running away for! He made his way to the little white tent on ^be far side of the. trapezium, [nnes, T)y the door was Jjidding goodjy to Senqra Maldonaao. He forgot to greet the Mexican. She 3tcod waiting; her eyes full of him. Surely, the kind senor had something to say to her? He had taken the white girl's hand. He was staring into the vhite girl's eyes. Something came to tier, a memory like forgotten music. Silently, she slipped away Into, the light Jj Rickard would not release Innes' hand; her eyes could not meet the look In his. ^.-.-.i.?w "Come out and have a walk with me! You were noi going 10 tea me you were going. You were running away from me?" "You know that I love you ! I have been waiting for this minute, this woman, all these lonely years." Her head she kept turned -from him. Be could not see the little maternal amlle that ran around the curves oi ber mouth. Those years, filled to the brim with stern work, had not been lonely. Lonely moments he had had, that was all. "Nothing for me?" He stopped, and made her face him, by taking both ol tier hands In his. She would not look at him yet, would not "meet the look which always n * *i -v ? ' ..? ... 8ha Would Not Look at Him Yet compelled her will, stultified ha cpeecn. mm mo ws?uiuig u> pwj ftnt Hi (itt* lm wrf! ntmr' ? you don't know me H* 1 i "Is that all?" There was relief , his voice. "I don't .know you? Havei t I seen you day by day? Haven't ? seen your self-control tried, proved I haven't I seen your justice, when y< could not understand? ?ook at me CVia ihnnlr Aap hood hpr PVP9 nn tl [ sand under her feet. He could scarc j ly. catch her words. They did n know each other. He did not knc t ker* ? j "Dear! I don't know'whether y< 3 love red or blue, that's a fact; lbs or Rostand; heat or cold. Does th matter? I know you I" 3 An upward glance had caught hi smiling. Her speech was routed. "I | ?the?only girl here!" I "Do you think that's why I lo | you?" "Ah, but you loved Gerty lM Th 3 slipped from her. She had not mea 1 to say that! "Does that hurt?" Abashed by h * own daring, yet she was glad she hi dared. She wanted him to deny J For he would deny it? She wonder if he were angry, but she could n look at him. The minutes, dragging like weight hours, told her that he was not goii : to answpr her. It came to her th ffiof cho Yvmilrl navor lrnnw whofh i Gerty's story were wholly false, partly true. She knew,~th^p, that ] wheedling, wife's or sweetheart 1 would'tense that story from him. ! did not belong to him. His silence frightened her into ? ^ ticulateness. He must not think th she was foolish! It was not that, j itself, she meant. The words jostl< one another in their soft swift rus He?he had made a mistake once t fore. He had liked the sort of womi he had thought Gerty was. She hf self was not like the real Gerty ai more than she was like the other, tl 1 woman that .did not exist. He won [ find that they did not think alike, b ' lieve alike, that there were^ difft J ences? "Aren't you making something o , or notnmg, innes?" | That voice could always chide h Into silence! Her speech lay clutter* I In ruins, her words like useless brok< , bricks falling from the wajl she wi building. He took her hand and led her to pile of rock the river had not eate ' He pulled her down beside him. "Isn't tt -true, with us^" "It Is, with me,H breathed Inne Their voices'Were low ad though thi were in church. "And you thlhk is isn't, with me , JUckard stood before fcer. "Is It b cause I trust you; I wonder?. That , lovlbg you, love to have the otjie: love yoUi too?. Don't you suppose know how it is with the rest, ICa Lean; how it was with Estradi Should I be jealous? I'm proud! Isn't that because J kno you, know the fine steady heart < you? You hated me at first?-and I a: proud of that I don't love yc enough?" He knelt at her feet, n< listening Jo her pleading. He bei dowif and Tcfssed 55ne foot; then tt other. "I love them!" The face 1 raised tg her Inn^s had never seen b< fore. He pressed a kiss against h< knee. "That, too! It's mine. I've n< sr"1 my prayers since I was a boy. shall say them again, here, you teac! Ing me." His kisses ran up her air from the tips of her limp finger^ H mouth, close to hers, stopped ther He whispered*%*** < "You?kiss me, my girl J" Slowly, unseeingly, as though draw by an external will, her face raised 1 his; slowly, their lips met. His am were around her ; the world was bio ted out. t Innes', minutes later, put her mout against his ear. It was the Innes I did not know, tnat ne naa seen wn others, mischievous, whimsical, romi Ing as a young boy. ! "I love?red," she whlspeaed. "Ae i bent and sunshine. But I love blu i on you; and cold, if It were with y? , ?and the rest of the differences^* He caught her to him. "There a; I not going to be any differences 1" (THE END.) % ; CAPT- WARDLAW MILESThe following is from The Stat * J_t - -T The congressional meaai ui uvu is the highest award for service war given by the United States ai this citation accompanying .it shou be of especial interest?and inspir tion?to the people of South Car lina Capt. Wardlaw Miles, Three Hu dred and Eighth Infantry?Near R vellion September 14, 1918. Capta Miles volunteered to lead his fcoi pany in a hazardous attack on commanding trench position near t" | Ainse Canal, which other troops hi ' previously attempted to take wit j' out success. His company immei ately met with intense machine gi fire, against which it had no artille: assistance, but Captain Miles pr ceded the first wave and .assisted cutting & passage through the e emy's wire entanglements. In J-:-~ wao wAnnHoH five times 1 p UU1U5 U? TTUO I machine gun bullets, both legs ai one arm being fractured, whertnpi he ordered himself placed upon stretcher and had himself carri< forward to the enemy trench that 1 1 might encourage and direct his coi ' pany, which by this time had suffen i . . . . jn numerous casualties. Under the ini't spiration of this officer's indomitable I spirit his men held the hostile poT sition, and consolidated the front % line after an action lasting two he hours, at the conclusion of which e* Captain Miles was carried to the aid ot station against his will; ? Captain Miles is a native of Balti ou more but his father was Dr. Frank en Miles, a distinguished physician, naat tive of Charleston and member of a ; prominent family of that cily. Cap ra tain Miles 'uncle, the late Charles Richardson Miles, is well remember-; ve j ed as the attorney general of South ntj Carolina in the '80s, and another nt uncle, the late William Porcher Miles, was the president of the South: er Carolina Agricultural College, 1880-/ ^ 1882, conducted on the premises ofj e(j the University of -South Carolina.; ot Captain Miles' mother, who is still! i livincr. was Miss Jennie WaT "awJ 011 daughter of the late Judge David1 ea Lewis Wardlaw, of Abbeville, one of: er the most eminent of the jurists of or South Carolina 60 years ago. | ?g. Captain Miles in civil life was a' it member of the faculty of Princeton' , University. When the war with Gerir" many began he ^as past 40 years old, jn past the draft age, past the age at ed whidh officers were usually commis:h. sioned. No indulgence in rhetoric could in v !r. tell the story of Captain Miles more ay eloquently than the laconic citation k.? tells it. He was wounded five times ^ by machine gun bullets, both legs !P. and an arm were fractured, he ordered himself placed on a stretcher and carried forward to the enemy trench that he might' encourage' and ^ direct his men; his company, though >a it had suffered greatly, gained its :i di a ttt i\ i t DL V TT V V ^ do not ruin tires if properly reps iy* Let us examine and advise ; casings. J* Tube repairing, 25c. up; Ca t MARTIN an fi V At City ( I i i . . i . rj-n-fi ,1 t I * , n,,u I. "j,. ' P ' 'Hi | FARM W I >. >t| s MAn rt ? rUK 3/ e-1 ir' ? ' \ 87 ACRES?12 mile la MeCormick Cou * I .of W. D. Morrah n [ :o! 40 APRES?About s 18 ' ville, no improve h and timber. ie h " 79 3-4 ACRES?3 mi ? ? one settlement? " on place. Plenty * running through 227 1-2 ACRES?1] . ville. This is a sp erty. A lot of saw e: or! Pi i"! 100 1-2 ACRES?IS id ville. Good resid a" ings. Well atere and timber. ' Pj I 189 1-4 ACRES?II in| ville. A splendl n-| provements, aboi torn lands; P he ?ij 541 ACRES?1-2 mi ,h~ mile from Calhc n' /. 1 m larm Demg oper ry Lies well, is well abundance of w< n-J Pri so.j . . ^ammm ?' Can Arrar i ROBERT \ \ objective, which it held and consolidated after two hoars' fighting, and. then this brave soldier was carried on a stretcher to the /aid station "against his will;" Spain has her story of The Cid, dead hero in armor strapped to his steed to lead his warriors to a last victory and Scotland has her "Heart of Bruce," both are legends and wrought of poet's fancy, but where in liteVature, old ?. or modern, is recorded a finer tele than this true one of the college professor turned soldier, disabled, riddled, shattered with bullets, going on?going on?Tgith his gallant men! . 1 AMERICAN GOVERNMENT WATCHING THE MEXICANS < Washington, May 4.?Financial legislation which President Carranza has asked the Mexican Congress to consider at, the exttfa session now being held is being watched closely by officials here, it was learned today. This is understood to be due to Am erican interests being involved and to the recent statement of Louis Cabrera, secretary of finance in the Mexican Cabinet, that Mexico would not pay its debts at present even if it had the money, preferring to await the results of the peace conference to see "what the world in general , will do with its obligations, how many nations will repudiate their debts and how many will trim their obligations to figures compatible with their income." . THE BOOK CLUB. * The Book Club will meet Wednesday afternoon at 5:30 o'clock with' ' vT"?Mrs. C. D. Brown. , If I ilnid. " you before throwing away your f * - r\ .. sings, 50c. up. id PENNAL. ' "V'r A-, i V Si 1 1 " LANDS I ^LE..... I - MMm H i n s from Abbeville, in : H nty, adjoining lands H rice, $30.00 per acre. B six miles from Abbe jments, all in wood fl Price, $25 per acre. B les from Abbeville? B -two horse Tarm open ' | H wood, and ;stream : B place. f B Price, $2,000.00. L miles from Abbe- j H lendid piece of prop- H i timber on this place . i fl rice, $17.50 j>eracre.* I miles from Abbe- H ence and out build- -H d and plenty wood B rice, $30.00 per acre. H 3 miles from Abbe- H id farm but no im- H at 50 or 60-acres bot-, H rice, $18.00 per acre., H ile frcxm Hester, one 1H >un Falls. 15 horse H ated on the place. fl watered and has an H >od and timber. H ice, $40.00 per acre* H ige Terms- I S. LINK 1