Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, January 10, 1916, Page 10

"E TS 05000880 «a ——— - O 4O - ———— - e it s et "0 SYNOPSIS. Little Helen Holmes, daughter of Gen- eral Holmes, railroad man, s rescued from Imminent danger on a scenic rail- road, by George Btorm, a newsboy. Gr.wn to young womanhood Helen makes »_ soectacular double rescue of Storm, now a freight fireman, and of her father #nd his friends, Amos Rhinelander, finan- cier, and Robert Seagrue, promoter, from A threatened collision between a passen- ker train and a runaway frelght. Safe- | ers employed by Beagrue and Ca peile, his lawyer, interrupted by Helen while stealing General Holmes survey plans of the cut-off line for the Tide- water, fatally wound General Iolmes and escape. Etorm and Helen chase the mur- derers en a light engine and capture them. Spike has hiddan the plans and manages to inform Seagrue where they are cached CHAPTER 111 The death of Helen's father disclosed at once the serfous weakness of his mone- | tary affairs, He had developed his val- | ualle rallroad properties without capital of his own adequate to finance them. He | was the nominal head of great transpor- | tation projects: he had been, In truth, the brain and energy of these, but the actual control belonged to eastern bank- | ers who had supplied him the funds to | rut them through. And with General | Molmes’ death his daughter faca to face with this fact In the library of her neys for the estate wer ered to discuss ite affairs, Amos Rhine- Iander, her father's faithful friend—in- | deed, the sole friend among the general's | many assoclates that now manifested the slightest Interest in the fate of his un- | fortunate daughter—was present that | morning. With him, however, as If to | offset the benefit of his presence, was his already criminally compromised | nephew, Seagrue, ! Helen, who had been summoned to the | library, walked down from her room to join the little company. Mr. Rhinelander Introdiiced her and she met the array of faces, mostly strange to her, bravely nodding In friendly fashion to one after | the other as she greeted them To Seugrue, who, in apprehension, haa absented himself since the night of the | tragedy, she never had looked so pleasing an she now did. | Much was In Seagrue’s mind and some- thing of it all reflected itself on his face A score of times his unprincipled reck- leasness had led him close to criminal | lengths; now, it had carried him from a simple suggestion of theft, unserupue lously assented to, to robbery and to murder—the murder of General Holmes himself by Capelle's hired tools. Where he stood, unobserved by the others, he took out of a wallet drawn from his pocket a cuff cut from a shirt and reread a scrawl written on it by Spike, his convict accomplice, advising him that the stolen survey was hidden under the south end of Little San Pablo bridge. With some trivial excuse for absenting himself, Seagrue left the house, got In his runabout car and started down the! highway paralleling the railroad. He| made a long drive and when the rain| was not falling as he hurried on a heavy mist shrouded the hills, Reaching a st tion near his destination, ho asked .or bridge 21 and was directed to a footpath leading to the banks of the river. With- out difficulty he found, under the south abutment, the spot designed, and search- ing mear the wooden block that marked its deposit, drew from its hiding place the survey, Helen, in the interval, conferring with her attorneys, and with Amos Rhine- lander at hand to soften the blow as| best he could, was learning bit by bit the completeness of her father's financim ruin through his sudden death. In mat-| ter of fact, all that remained of his free assets was the recently alloted stock— | now. an item of merely nominal value—| in the new cut-off line, Long after the attorneys had gone, Rhinelander ro- mained. “It's nmot that the stock is worthless, Helen,” he sald--they were again to. gether iIn the library, “If the new line| s ever what your father hoped it would! be, the invéstment may yet prove of the greatest value.” _Her foster uncle took her hand. She Jooked up at his gratefully, “It's not my- self, alone, I am thinking off Uncle Amos,” she responded. 1 am young; I} have perfect health and much more sirength than wost girls. 1 can make my own way in the world—" “Though that will never be necessary,’ interjected Rhiuetander firmly. Helen went on as if unconcerned by his sugsestion. “It's the breaking of etorything - up, here and In town; the servants—why, some of them have been with father since 1 was a wee baby They have carried me in their arms. And they don't know any other home than ours. Some of them are getting old—I don't even know that they could find new Pluce: | He stopped her again. “My chid, I} was brou home attor- already gath- the | wara | walked over held the key to it. Crushing within him- self all sense of propriety, all sting of recollection of his monstrous perfidy to- the unsuspecting girl, to where she remained ob vious of his presence and ventured a few carefully chosen words of sympathy “I am in a position, Helen,” he went on, perhaps a better position than any among your father's friends, to take up rue his werk where he left it off. His mur derers are in jall—I will undertake to |#ee to'their punishment. His new line can be made a valuable property. I am willing and able to provide the means to put it through. But I am alone, as you know. 1 care for no one other than you—I've told you that troubles, Be my wife.” She (urned on him In amazement. It Was & moment before she spoke, but the expression of her eyes promised little for what he hoped. "I know less than ever, Carl, what to make of you—you speak 0 fairly sometimes—yel—"' She repressed what she was about to add Why disclose to him the real truth, that she distrusted him? I have told you, she went on, looking down but speaking quickly and firmly, “that I can't listen to you on that subject. Could you pos- sible expect me to do so at a moment like this—my father—"' her volce fal- tered—"acarcely burled!" 8he put her handkerchief to her face and walked away, Swallowing his humili- ation with a resolve to conquer her ob- stipacy yet, he followed her with his ! gago up the stairs. Then he sauntered over to the table at which she bad been conferring with his uncle, There lay tho bundle of stock certificates, He felt so completely master of the situation that he involuntarily made a gesture as if to tear the batch in two. Rhinelander, coming into the library at that moment from his room, saw the | movement. Ho took the securities Im- | patiently from Seagrue's hand. “You treat these as if they were waste paper. They aro not. On tho contrary, if I, have my way that cut-off Is golng to be buflt,”” he declared emphatically. “You may live long enough to see this stock | worth more than even General Holme expeoted.” Leaving him, Rhinelander stairs to find Heen. cates away my de: ousness. Let me take your | | went up- “Put these certifi- " he sald with seri “Although they don't stand for much now~" he paused—'some, day 1 | may call on you for them." Beagrue, laughing a little to himself had turned, when his uncle walked away, to lght a cigarette. As he did this a | servant approached him bearing a shab by-looking, finger-marked note. It bore no address. “The messenger suld it was | for you, Mr. Seagrue,” said the man. Beagrue opened the envelope and read “Somebody will have to help me out of here or I'll sqeal. No more at present from SPIKB." It was a blunt shook But Seagrue knew from what Capelle, his lawyer, had told him, that this man meant always what he sald. He pondered his dilemma for a time, decided what must be done, asked a servant for his hat and coat and hastening out headed his car for Cedar Grove, where Spike and Hyde lay incar- {cerated. Arranging by telephone as soon as he reached the little town for a meet- ing with Capelle, Seagrue inquired his way to the prison. mysell, will see that none of your father's household suffer through its breaking up | ~no one, Helen—you, my dear, least of | alL” | She lifted her eyes to his: “Oh, if you | wauld help them Uncle Amos. 1t's what | father himsaelf would most have wished. | For myself! He always knew 1 could take care of myself.” ° i The older man smiled at her confidence, | but he shook his head slowly in dissent. | “How lttle, Helen, you know of (he world!” |8 “But I shall know a lot, uncle” she | protested, smiling through the sadness | in her frank blue eyes, “before T am very | much older.” | Seagrue, during the little talk, had re- | turned and sat examining reports at the other end of the library. He could over- | hear Rhinelander's reassuring words to | Helen. *“The Copper Ranke and Tide- water will continue operations just as| fast 3s money can be raised,” his uncle | was saying. “We can begin the work of | bullding the cut-off where it leaves the main Yne. Meantime, we will send out Dew surveying parties on reconnolsance to try to He patted her hand, rose and left ber. the slender figure and the striking of Helen's head and neck as | s, relocate the pass through the |\ 1o managed after some o at & distance studied the outline |, wpjie the Jatler's attention. “I'm connected with the office of this man's attorney,” he explained briefly to | the sheriff, showing him at the same time a fictitous card. “I may have to see hiw more than once.” He was giyen perrds. slon to see the two prisoners, whom charges of burglary and had been lodged, The jaller had brought Spike his noon- duy meal—a dish of stew, & loaf of 8oggy bread and a tin of coffee—and Spike was tiing himself on his iron when murder cot the beginning of the same corridor in which Hyde was confined Greetings passed between Seagrue and Spike as they met and the two exchanged a few bluffing remarks, calculated to mis- lead the listening official. But Spike's roving eyes riveted themselves gradually | on the bunch of jangling keys carried Wy the jaller in his hand. When the jailer looked his way, the bullet head of Spike was down and his eyes were fixed on the loaf of heavy bread from which he was tearing great chunks to eat. A thought had come into his head and if it could be successfully acted on, it offered a faint hope of escape. Watching his opportun- rt to make Seagrue understand what he wanted, 1. e, that be should occupy for In the meantime, while Spike's lower as grind'ng on & chunk of the crust, #tood looking out on the rain-beaten |he was tearing nut the center of the loaf a8 he had seen ' 7 |of bread with his hand and kneading the in morning | yet an casy way difficulties; he himself the an dough thus filched within his palm. Sea- grue made & good confederate, and with jeell door; as he sald good morning the | barred door. it out much trouble engaged the jaller's in- THE BEE: OMAHA, MONDAY, JANUARY 10, 2-—As He Swept Under terest. It was then that Spike, leaning back, managed, undetected, to pass the dough around the key that opened the lock of his own cell; in an fristant he had the coveted impression. A bell warned the jaller that the visitor's time was up. In parting, the confederates shock hands. As they did | s0, Spike slipped the dough, unobserved, into Seagrue's palm and succeeded in con- | veylng to him by slgns an intimation of what he had given him, Capelle, who had arrived on Seagrue's peremptory summons, at the appointed place, some distance from the jail, awalted Seagrue there with a grin: “Some expedition you've embarkéd on!" Seagrue was in no mood for joking. “One you shoved me into,” he retorted | surlly. He curtly told his confederate "l"" ok g "l"":"' » ';‘;"“‘:;T:":h:!m.n to his real Boss. Seagrue pricked up what had occurred. Then he drew tmmv“’mzl"‘; f]:‘::":;':‘:y“‘:‘fe“:w:“‘a ote to|his ears at the news of the explosives " » o! 0 °| He e d 8 ” his ov At pocket Spike's handful "'Ium agent st Wignal ;station, “m‘"l“im presently looked hard at Spike. “If ough, showed it to Capellp and explained what it was. “Have a key made tonight from this impression; meet me here to- morrow with it.” The following afternoon Seagrue was again at the jail—this time, ostensibly, to visit Hyde. Passing Spike's cell, a dust coat hanging somewhat ostentatiously from his arm, Seagrue paused to greet him. In doing this he took occasion to lay his fingers on one of the bars of the new key dropped from his hand inside the Spike's foot at once covered Moving on, Seagrue let fall from his arm one of the two dust coats which he was In reglity carrying. Spike, dropping like & cat on his knee, whipped the fallen garment swiftly in between the bars. Sipping Into the dust coat he found In one of the pockets a cap and a pair | of goggles thoughtfully stowed. And | watching his chance for the corridor to be empty, he cautiously unlocked his cell door, peered out and swung the door nolseleasly open. Hardly a moment after the jaller and Seagrue had left Hyde's| cell, Spike walked boldly up the corridor —his avenue of escape was open In Helen's home two days practically completed the rapld tragedy of her changed circumstances. Her maid, whom she told she could no longer keep, had gone In tears—and the country seat as well as the town house had been given over with furnishings to creditors. Vans stood backed up in the front driveway and the library itself, scene of her cruel. | est misfortunes, was belng Alsmantled by | moving men on the morning that Rhine- | lander met her there for the last time | to discuss her future “You are stubborn, Helen taking her hand tenderly. I like inde- | pendence—anybody does. It is gritty; it is American and it's all right in its place Hut under such clrcumstances as these | you should come with me, as I want you to, to my home. You will be & welcome daughter to my wife and to me. You| know we are unhappily childless. Your | father would have wished this; my wife | has asked it of you as I do now. Why | persist in refusing us? Helen did not answer at once, though her gratefulness shone from her ey “I'm not merely obstinate, Uncle Amos," she responded at length—"nor ungrateful. I have thought everything over, oh, so long ‘and carefully. But I can't help feeling that I must, for & while, anyway, remain independent. I intend to earn my own living Rhinelander felt he could say no more. They discussed other things for a time and she then confided to him her plans for making a start. Nothing in all of the rapid events of the fortnight had seemed to him more tragical than this resolve he Insisted, | t bis old friend's daughter| - b RY OF MOUNTAIN RAILROAD LIFE RANK H.SPEARMAN Her He Raised Himself. had so resolutely taken. He looked al most weary and troubled as he took from ’hin pocketbook a card and on it wrote) to the message Helen had asked write: him | “Arthur Gaylord, Supt. C. R. & T. R.[NOt plac Miss Hrh-nl"{ the incident R.—~Dear Gay: The bearer, Holmes, wants work. Anything you can do will be appreciated. R Though her resolution had been well taken, it seemed to require all of Helen's| courage to make the actual start on the She reached the path she had chosen. superintendent's office at Bedman next day, after wandering all over the yards to find it, almost frightened out of her undertaking. aylord, the superintendent, met her for. clerical worke due to, the cut-| off construction, under there. 4 already wa. George Storm, the freight engineer, had | her | with a consideration that dispelled her | 1916. to stop blasting, that's all there is to that.” | Pickens turned to the new man: “Hike to the depot, mutt, and ask the agent when he'll have dynamite for me.” Spike shuffled across to the little sta- tion with his usual confidence. Helen, at her desk, glanced up at him, without really recognizing him. “Tell Pickens,” sald the overworked agent, answering Spike's questions him- [ self, “there are two cars for him on No. 18" To make sure of the answer he wrote out the information on a blank and handed it to the messenger. Slouching back to deliver his message the safe blower was still puzzling over the identity of the girl. But he could » her, and he dismissed thought He did, however, stop a moment to ask questions about train No. § from a passing switchman. Then he delivered his note to the foreman. | Pickens read and handed the note to Rhinelander. When Rhinelander handed the note back, the foreman crumpled it up and threw it away. As he and Rhinelander went out together, Spike picked up the paper and stuck it in his pocket. After hours that night he was again over at the Colorado camp, where the | work was going provokingly slow, to re- we've got over we, or you, can delay their supplies a little,” he mused, “it might help here a lot just now, Spike.” Spike needed only a hint. He started on foot for a small station five miles up the line, where he not seen Helen since the funeral of her | father—which he had layed off to attend —nior had he heard of her. He was east- bound at Beaman one morning, compar- | ing orders with his conductor, when he saw Helen in her severely plain black about to hoard the local passenger train which was to take her to Signal to be gin work. The engineman hastened to her She met his utter astonishment—when she had told him of what she was dolng and why—without embarrassment or confu- slon, only laughing a little at her con- cern. But when, questioning her furt) Storm learned of the out-off operations, now begun—not alone by the Tidewat people, but as well by their rivals, the Celorado &nd Coast line—his suspicions were aroused and he disclosed them to Helen without reserve. ‘‘That Colorado & Coast crowd are running our people a hot race on the cut-off construction. They know something about that original sur- wey—they must—or they would never start in so fast” Helen smiled incredulously. “T think that could hardly be, Mr. Storm. You know the men bullding now against our line were then father's own assoclates, and my friends.” torm was stubborn in his attitude They are supposed to be your friends, he sald skeptically. ‘At all events they have all offercd me every assistance since father's death declared Helen The Coast & Colorado line backers showed all of their aggressiveness in thelr | néw undertaking. Headquarters for their cut-off work were set Up not a stone's where Helen the throw from ‘Signal station, hed gone to work. Nor was energy only manifestation of their spirit. The keen rivalry of the endeavor to reach the Supersition fange with & line first extended even to the construction crews, nd as the work progressed the foremen would hesitate at nothing to delay or em. barrass their opponents in the race. Spike, alded with a car by Seagrue, af- ter he had broken jail, had made good his escape and was now somothing of an incubus on Seagrue's hands. The construc- tion camp offered a tomporary outlet for activities, and though Spike and hard work had never been on worse terms of intimacy, Seagrue sent him freshly dressed up to the Colorado line camp. the feud between (he two companies grew, Beagrue conceived that a toeol, and especially one of Spike's stamp, might prove of service to him in the camp ot the enemy. “Get a Job with the Tide- water, and keep me posted on every As | DIVIDE,” the top of them by Storm, down the track, sa tion. He realized what migh the powder cars were allo away. With a flying leap, he caught the side latter of the head car up, began pinning down The conductor yelled himself hoarse try- ing to warn him off. But instead of stop- ping, Storm fought his way back through the smoke to the second car. The train- into the station to the operator and gave the alarm. The oper- men hastened ator telephoned a message Signal, the next station. The agent had gone over and it was this message Helen at Signal alone in the office. picked up the receiver as t AUTHOR. OF “WHISPERING SMITH,” “THE'MOUNTAIN GREAT RAILROADS,” ETC. COPYRIGHT, 1913, BY FRANK H. SPEARMAN.! catching at water spout as they passed under it, “STRATEGY OF” move he sald to Spike, giving himhad learned No. § usually took water. | might help the engineer to escape from money as he did so. Reaching the water tank and prowling | the top. Trying her skill as a plains- & along the local train after it had pulled | woman, she ran a noose and cast the Rhinelander, as vice president of the | ot 400 oo enout, Spike still sought In | rope, lariat-like, at the top of the pole. Tidewater, had been charged with the | o "o, "0 Gork mischief on it. His | In her nervous haste she falled again cutt-of operations and took so llvely | . " 4 biesently on some waste pro- | and again to drop it over the cross-bar. an interest in it that he yersomally |, .0 from a journal box. Watching | No rope was ever so stiff, clumsy and ected much of the work. Moreover, he | pi. hance, he struck a match to this i intractable, and the cars were fast rolling made it a point to keep his crews well | t5 [FEOCE B SERCK nearer. But restraining her fears she supplied with the sinews of war—in this| ;.. way in the engine cab. He had | kept trying and at last, in spite of every- WEB0, Tain 1und “pionives. for M TR | ot T e A tar . (Rt dite, Iktdel AHE DIE f50es over (e work. nd was pulling his train away from the | poie and bar. Across the track grew a Shortly after Spike's appearance at the |spout, when the conductor, swinging up | hedge of tall blue-gum trees. To the timekeeper's window the boss deiller on the hind end of the caboose, caught nearest of these Helen ran, and as fas. came in to ask about the new supply of |with his eye a color of somethin from | as she could climbed the tree, the loose explosives. “We're running too low right |one of the wheels of a boxcar ahead. | end of the rope hung over her neck and now,” he complained to the foreman. |Pulling the air valve, he brought the | shoulder. Gaining a branch high enough “It we don't get powder for tomOrroW, | train to an emergency stop and with his | and using all her strength, she drew the {brakeman ran forward. Storm, looking | rope taut. With a few half hitches she | back for an explanation, likewise saw | made it fast around the tree and tried the growing blaze, and getting down | it with her weight joined the train crew. The flames had | e fiaming cars, in spite of all that | begun to lick the body of the car | Storm had been able to do, continued to | The trainmen were throwing sand on | ot ci chaeq down the Signal grade. The |the Journal, but it wae too late for tem- | . ineor found himself in a ticklish |Rorizing with expedente such as that. | gpemma, For a jump his chances now | Storm told them would back under were no better than if he stuck to the | the spout so they could flood the flames car, and he saw nothing: for it but to .nnd hastened back to his cab, ‘\s rapidly stick. Only, he hoped mightily for some- | a8 posaibie he pushed the train up past |y e 1o turn his way. He was fast ap- the water tank, where the conductor eut | oo "one iation. From the gum- oft the hind end and signaled Storm ! o, jedge he saw what seemed a branch 4 . d 7 was more than that, it was someone try~ - N“t““ of:the. intenve hedt amn ing to signal him—a woman—and she was Pt :;::M“".:.'h,f"[""‘fd“\v‘l“fl'"".‘;““m‘"fi‘:" climbing hand over hand out on a cablo with & jolt under the tank and the brake- | "tretched across the track. But he could - understand even less than he saw of et ”\‘:m:::m:::"'n “;"l::'\'f ::’;"If:'":: what she meant to do. Overcome by water. This unhapplly serv only to |flame and smoke just before the cars ‘ 3 neared the ‘hedge, he sank down on the ”md""',' - J""_"” from the crude ofl, | g © But, Helen would not give up. reip ::_r'::‘;:r‘z:::";" toward the tWo | Clinging as best she could to the cable, particulary anxious to save—they were |2D° Walted for him to pass under her. 5 . g nough of consciousn remained to ""'f“."f'm“::“:'m‘ :;,‘r"“‘.:‘.:“:m‘:(';‘p:;;""’:‘:.‘”‘":‘ Storm in the fury of the fire to enable the conductor as Storm, after watching | MM to reslize as he came close that it the result, started again for the engine, | ¥2% Helen ou the cable trying to save | While the conductor ran forward, the |Di8 life. As he swept under her he raised crews wore ohalking the wheels ang |Mimself. She clutched blindly at him, pinning down the brakes under the hale- | 204 holding on in d"lpcrm;fln‘.‘ mbnnrnfmr bisrning cars. The engineer. out off, |10 dras him from the top of the burning headed with his engine into a siding and ““;’ S Pt MR leav. bac isingy The agent, returning fr S—DLearning Bit by Bit, the Completeness of ‘nurnllr:)i ‘:‘1:3:-0r:'nrr}:~“nl:v:d'\f‘ r‘l:-‘l’h::;_ -P,:: with Rhinelander, saw the blazing run- Her Father's Financial Ruin. {brakeman and flagman haq escaped from |8#Way: and. amazed, saw Helen hanging from her cable and striving with failing strength to hold her heavy burden. He ran toward her, snatching a tar- paulin from a pile of cement bags as he passed them on the platform, and with Rhinelander reached the hedge in time to break Storm's heavy fall into it when Helen let him go. A moment later she, herself, dropped exhausted into the can- vas. the w the situa- ht happen if wed to run and running the brakes, Below the station a deafening explosion shook the solid earth. It startled the two construction camps. A new and sudden flame shot forty feet up into the air and dense clouds of black smoke billowed above where the powder cars had stood. Seagrue glanced at Spike as they stood together. Over toward the station two men were carrying Storm into the wait- instantly to | to the camp that caught She he telephone | ing room and Seagrue, coming over, bell rang, listened to the excited opera-|joined them. Inside, he saw bending over tor and wrote his hurried words down |the unconscious engineer, gtretched on on & pad _ |the floor, a slender girl dressed in black. Runaway powder cars on fire. ngi-|sne turned anxiously, in & moment, to neer Storm on them. Ditevh at first|aek if a surgeon had been -called. As spur. she did so, Seagrue, dumbfounded, looked She dropped her pencil as she fin-|into the face of Helen Holmes. ished, breathless with shock. ing her wits together she cast for help. | She w quite alone. What be done, she must do it and it must be | done in haste. Running freight house she espled a Tt suggested something—though at the instant she could not have | But she caught it up on th impulse and ran out on the cars, flaming in the distance, were com- ing down the lang grade. pole standing just above the a wild idea into her head. pass the rope above the burning car, it Then pull- (To Be Continued.) , | ever was to P Sy The man who tells the bootblack “Keep through the| ghe change, bo,” and tells his wife coll of rope.|“You think I'm the Bank of England, don't you " ' ‘hat | . The Eirl who sings “It's a Long Way told what. | (o Tipperary” while here mother finds e instinetfve | it's an even longer way to the bottom track. The|of the dishpan d The man who says, st the shink of the evening,' a. m, and A telegraph | yawns ovi his employer's business at station put | 10:30. 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