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f =e 4 [EE ers Cre 6 heh) oF Phin CnArTEMe et mee! wn Sees ta oe Par as 7 + oe : S reorked Boece me Teta the gene agen os en vs) he CHAPTER XNXI1. ed.) Hart's Ultimatum, ANT nodded, He made no reply Savage glanced sharply at this visitor, whose dumb. ness was beginning to be disconcerting. “We're not in shape to buy a drop for nearly a year,’ Hart spoke; “seventy-five Thats our figure,” Bavage whirled auddenly in his chair, He glared at Hart, Then he laughed “You follows think I'm a fool!" he ploded, "You don't know the tuation. I called you here to t ou that I'm willing to take on undred thousand barrels of your etoruge-—at nineteen cents, I'll do it to stave off hard times among the roducera, I can afford that much, it 1 won't be able to make any contracts. You understand now “Sure.” Hart rose and started for the door, “And you understand—~ eeventy-five cents. Not a drop Koen out until then.” He had his hand on the knob when Savage snarled: Wait!" Hart paused and turned. “I gave you our figures.” Savage Jerked the words out. “I'll tell you how you stand. Two million barrels on hand now, and”-——~ “Just @ moment.” Hart interrupted quietly. “I'll not talk about your own hat twenty-five million bar- "He al’ wed @ trace of sarcaam to creep into hia voice, “But I'll tell you this. You've overestimated the available supply by one-fourth. The agency has just a little more than a million and a half barrels for sale.” “Pah!” Savage laughed again, know, Two million.” “You're counting the oll from my gusher,” Hart retorted swiftly. "That not for sale, Only one-tenth of it. ‘The rest don't go on the market dur- ing the fight. Not ono drop more than fifty thousand barrels.” He turned the doorknob, his shoulder he said quiet! seventy-five that swept over Savage's face. “That's one jolt for him, anyhow,” he said to himself, as he gained the hallway, “He'll do- somo thinking over that.” CHAPTER XXIII. Three Twenty- Dollar Pieces, HE General Pacitic had built a new depot two years be- fove in Kerntield, a struc- ture upon whose framework wire screening had been stretched, and over that wire sereen+ ing @ rough mortar had been spread, The agency had allow no salary to Hart, but it had given him an ex- pense account in keeping with the Importance of his task, ¢ f that ly account, by these various self- denials, he had managed to save the @um of sixty dollars, These sixty dollars — three —twenty-dollar gold pleces— were in his pocket now, Hart stood by the steps of the dusty day coach, The brakeman reached Up to seize a suit case, Jean came into #i#bt; then Hart had her in his arma. Jacoby came in & carriage. waited in the lobby with Hart, Finally Jean emerged from the ole- vator, The little travelling dress had become an evening Kown, The carriage rolled smoothly over Kernfield’s oiled streets, until, far out, it rattled over a driveway of finely crushed bluestone and stopped be- fore a wide deep within a lawn ail dotted with shrubbery and shaded by tall trees. Mliam Savage was sitting in end of the automobile’s rear t. wae leaning back into the corner. “What did that fellow that talk of not selling his of question had bothered bim at differ. ent times that day. Now he found an answer: “He's looking to aell out himself, Savege leaned forward in the oxcit one He * ment af that discovery “Funny | “Humph!" he muttered hadn't the sense to ace that before B CHAPTER } The Bribe. EING a complax mechanism of marvelous efMfciency, the United was often likened to & Monster, with senses, and motives, and appetite, But the United was only a imachine, whose purpose was to get crude oll into one end of avery pipe ling at the lowest possible price, and to diskorke Mt from the other e¢ at the highest possible price George Long sent a telegram to ply Hart, The message found $@ another Held, nad — A A ‘Two days inter Mart entered Longs ofloes in Rerntioll & bie Anger and Prank L the victory a ” You thet fi Hupp ert—not 7 Then revelation ca! eaw the oujeet of t wre conte, but 1 eto Mart Me ie eulamene the bh Long offering. if bribery, (ie eamociation must deaperste, By he sald impes sively “Td fight b t rder for dollar a than t oil at the evasion. ply wrrel for yo Wl well tonday to whom? “To the General Va “You know whom I'm working for Longs tace had a drawn appearance on he answered Hart lea back In his chair won’! ge talking this way to you. n f “I don't care who would buy it, anyhow. It all comes from the duarter Hut now I'll pay what y when you interrupt rope 1 went into “ To it was 0 ReOUTe & fieht to male of winn f Ht off thi fenth of tt 1 took all of ‘ketal but © hold it fe wolng lor It, too, There'll be wh for it Jater on That's my p of action, Tat's not bother over ore talk about of! prices. You don't want to buy, and L don't want to sell to-day.” Long remained silent for a minute. His face had lost that drawn look Hut be repeated--as he believed from the Bottom of Ma heart: “Frank the ooking out t pack of then “Ft hold them te quietly, He loo “U’ve got to ro n her.” Hart t hin wa part noon,” CHAPTER XXV. The Battlefeld of Industry. HAT afternoon Hart went to Jacoby, In the First Na tonal Rank he met a man familiar, an olf man with a chin beard and no mustache, When he saw the little banker nit- ting before his desk, Hart remem- hered, It was the old man with whom he had seen Jacoby on the night of the mi meeting. ‘Lewin was juat here,” Jrcoby eal: “the President of the Amet.can Com- pany, I wish you'd come sooner.’ Hart became eager at once. Amer- jean Oll was the only large producing company which had not taken sides in the fight. It owned a pipe line, and a fleet of tank ships. Two days before the scheduled meeting, Hart got @ message from William Savage, inviting another in- terview. That morning he went to Savage's office, “sit down,” Savago said tersely, “I sent for you to make you an offer.” Hart nodded, ked quietly. Twenty-five cen We'll take on two-year contracts with your people for that figure. For the sake of the"— Hart arose, “You got my figure last time I saw you, It's the same “What is it?” he to-day.” He went out from the office, Hut Savage, sitting there alone, smiled, while the lines of craft #qul, ned about hin eyes. Hart was thoughtful leaving the building. He was trying to see the purpose of the interview. That same afternoon, bought a copy of the Kernfleld eve- ning paper, he read an account of the offer on the frst page, and a stato. ment from Savage, expressing pity for the well owners, Ho realized the motive now, The enemy had fired ite when he last salvo into the wavering band of ! twenty-four, Hart sent two telegrams that eve- ning, and the noxt morning Olds and Porter came to the Southern Hotel. “Here'gy what [ want," said Hart, “The tanks In Kernfleld—the tanks that the association and the United ¢laim are now storing ten milion bar- els, 1 want tirst-hand information, showing just how much oil chose tanks have in them to-morrow night.” He paused. Olds and Porter looked at him in silence, “[ want those tanks mnuged to-mor- row evening,” Hart went on quietly, ¥ “Good Lord!" Olda cried. “Do you NOW! nm “Ll know"-—Hart spoke calmly— “there are ten-foot, barbed-wire fenc You want to have wire snip- pers, There are watchmen, You want to keep an eye on them, It will need about a doron of you-and @ gauge line to every man,” He paused and looked at the two of them earnentiy, Then, slowly: “It will be hurry-up work, It'll need nerve, Get wood men, men you ean depend upon, And men who are will- ing to do what they started out to do ~-no matter what tries io stop them or how.” CHAPTER XXVI. Twenty-three Mutineers, HE next evening Hart cama to the Southern Hote! dur. ing the dinner hour, He mtayed away all that day, In the lobby of the Southern, Hart found Doherty, Hart called the meating to order, At last the minutes were concluded, Abruptly @ man arose, @ dressing the ehatr, “Just a moment, Mr, Barker,” Hart said quietly, Now he knew their leader, He paused as Barker sat down, Then: “s thin agency organized, the imprersion has been spreading | that we had 2,000,000 barrels of ol on the market More than a month ago I aw WLiiem Bevege, I told him thea The Bveniag W whose face seomod vaguely | (/7- 7 (/~a, Goop Bre Dear COME AGAIN SOON ano MAKE us 4 REAL LONG WEEK END ‘t( Visit a “4 ‘shes MY THey ol i oa TS Swett oF Te S4y bo Hes Bu. aw 1am GLAD GONE and | HOPE THEY NEVER COME AGAIN that we had a little more than @ mill. fon and a half barrels, I wok off the market my oil—all but one-tenth of it. 1 did that to cut down supply, I knew you would ratify my wetion, [ wi jome one to make a motion to that effect now.” He made the announcement slowly, in an even voice, He watched their faces, He saw surprise come over them, then bewilderment, Then Barker arose again, “You mean yeu told Bavage that?" he de- manded, “t told Savage. I told George Long later, when he interviewed me for the Petroleum Association, I told Jacoby of the Firgt National, Either of the latter two will corroborate It: Savane knows it is a jarker stood frownin, erplexit: wan written on his faces, Oe Did Savage tell you otherwise this afternoon?” Hart shot the question at him and amiled, Barker flushed. His frown deep- ened. ra 1) make ithe motion,” he sald abruptly; “withdrawing: all but 60,000 barrels.” want: voRe alt Barker rose; he thrust his hands deep into his pockets, He threw back his shoulders, “We appreciate the stand you've taken," he bowed to Hart. ‘We have every faith in your honesty, But wo do not believe in your method. We're fucing ruin, All of us, You’ ll in the dark, ¥ . But you can't make it, And we can't afford to let you go on further—doing we don't know what— and bringing no result From all parts of the room caine a sudden “A-a-a-h!" “This afternoon some of us saw Savage. He offered us 26 cents and two-year contracts, We've got our- selves to look out for, We've got nearly 200 other own: to protect, We've got @ whole industry, And we cannot stand It any longer, We hove conferred, and we've decided to take thut offer, Hart smiled his hard, tieht amile, Rarker waited in tho tense allonoe; then, suddenly, in a loud voice, us if {were bursting from him, beyond his control: “I make the motion, Sell for 25 cents, Accept the offer." CHAPTER XXVIII. The Raiders. MT in the darkness noar the western limits of Kernfleld @ dozen men were crouching In the deep sliadows of a lumber yard. Hart stood facing the twenty-three mutineers in the Southern Hotel. Al- ready the room was filing with a haze of clgar amoke, Through the bite mist he saw thelr @: upon him; hostile, unflinching. fi * ho said quiotty, “I ine tend to keep you from selling our oil for that figure tory, ‘ ying, 1 fought for you. trust me now [ will have seventy-five- cent ol! within a week.” They sat before him, allent; but their eyes contradicted him Now," ho said slowly, "Il am going to give you the evidence He reached down to the table be- side him, He picked up the papers and began to read the reports, deltb= eratety and with algnific Thus an} 1 by The sentry who once more h stolen yut from the lumber yards came back this tine with a tense awiftne Now no Whispered, “both watchmen b gone away on thotr rounds, We've got two hours.” It was Olds. He was trembling as a fox terrier tromblos, or a blooded horse facing the barrier. “Porter, you take the United tanks. We'll handle the Association. You fel- lows, have those wire nippers ieady. We got to hustle if we ever expect to make jt." ‘There was a faint sound of metal touching metal. A flash Hght threw circle of radiance upon the ground. ep that lantern in your pocket!” growled & voice, ‘Two groups of men stole forth through the darknoss. They separated. Bach group flitted through the night toward one of the tank villages, About each cluster of oll tanks fence of barbed wire extended, ten feet in height, And now, beside each fence, there was a blur in the dark- ness, Into tho night came the sharp, rasping click of metal shearing metal. It lasted but a moment, Then si The blura melted away, Among the tall steel tanks, looming there darker than tho night itself, aingla forma were creeping. Along the side of one tank a form crawled upward, One after another the raiders began climb- ing tho steel ladders which led to the manholes, Olds lay prone upon the roof of an oll tank, In the thick night which enwrapped him he listened intently. About him came faint nolacs, of bodies scraping over metal; alight, sharp blows, Close beside him a box- like inclosure stood, He ran his hands along the sides of this; they woro made of heavy bullde: paper, He made a swift movement with his right arm, thrusting forward, then sweeping downward; there came the wound of ripping paper, He had cut away one aide of the Inclosure, Now he was leaning over the man- hole which gave ingress to the vast tank, He fashed his searchlight down. There lay velow him @ amooth, gleaming surface—the unmistakable glistening of crude oll, Oddly enough, the alght of that ofl surface brought no dismay to Olda, Hie bad guaged other tanks before this one He unrolled his gauge dine and dropped it, For @ moment aftor striking that surface the plum- met At the lines foot descended slow. ly, encountering the oil's resistance, He stole away to the hole in the barbed wire fence; he emerged from the tank yard, and hurried to the ren- deavoun between the lumber piles, “You're keeping us here,” Barker was protesting, “and for no reason that you will give.” “Lin keeping you here hecause you'd betray two hundred other men if I let you 1 ask you t wait for the Bake of” Hart got no further, A_ footfall founded in the passage, Another fol- lowed. A knock resounded on the door Hart threw back Nia head,“ men, we'll see how Come int" Olds entered the room; Porter came at hia heels, Hart spoke evenly: “What did you find? Olde started toward him, ou did it?” Hart asked sharply. ‘ow, things stand. y Magazine. Saturday. July 8. yg i igers IF THey HAD STAYED A MINUTE LONGER AY FALSE HAIR, WouLD HAVE TURNED WHITE Olda nodded. His breath waa etill coming heavily, as if he had been run- nov. His eyes were alight, “Tell it * the rest of thein,” Hart command- ed, “We gauged the tanks,” Olds began, ith @ queer catch tn hie breath, “Gouged all of them.” His voice raised with bis excitement, “Liaten, gentlemen! They haven't one hun- dred thousand barrels of of] there where they claim ten million, ‘Those tanks are full of water, with a foot of O1l floating on top of it!" Suddenly the others comprehended, They leaped from their chairs, Their voices rose in wild, © “Tanks Miled with wate: hundred thousand barrels! of that!" "Oh, whi blurt! got them now fon." “Men, fe's saved the Hart, you did it!" CHAPTER XXVIII. To Compromise or Not. 119 rafd upon the tanks was one of those news stories which force thoir way to front pages. And every. where men spoke of the oll shortage, Hast waited for capitulation, The agency had given him absolute con- trol again, He had the bargain in his hands, Ho was to Judge the terma. Three days he waited in Kernfeld, and no word came from the enemy. Savage had left town, #0 anen told him, And now Hart's sureness became greater than himself, He could see hothing but the issue for which he had fought—-seventy-five-cent oll. fo, when he opened a telegram in the lobby of the Southern on the third ning, and read these worda: ould ike to talk with you in my office at 10 o'clock—Savage,"” Hart's faco showed No exultation, Savage aat by the wide desk. He seomed to have shrunken a little, “Well,” Savage sighed, ‘I'll do bust- ness with you. Hart petiled himself mora comfort- ably in the soft leather chair, He made no reply “You got us the other night.” Sav- are placed his elbow on the desk, and rested hia ohin in the palm of his hand, staring at Hart with lacklustre eyes, “You wot us," he repeated heavily, Hart remained dumb. “What"Savage thrust his square chin forward in the palm of his hand--"do you ask?’ ‘Seventy-tive-cont oll, three-year 9," Hart sald slowly. give you fifty cents and three-year contracts Hart started to rise, Savage # down heavily, “Keep your chal he said. “Lam telling you what I can do.” “Soventy-five-cent ofl." ‘The wultl- matum sprang from Hart's lips as though 4t were a power beyond hin, Savage spoke: “Sixty-two and & half conta, three-year contracts.” Hart rose. He intended to Ko now, Savage turned bis head siightly,and looked at him again. TAKE THE EVENING WORLD WITH YOU ON YOUR VACATION So that you will not miss any of the weekly novels and may continue to enjo) special teatures, Inc the daily magazine, comic and other de them in your summer reading. Order The Evening World Mailed to Your Summer Address “It's all I can do,” he said, and his eyos proclaimed that he had spokes the truth, And the first romesatien, that he had faced left Hart then, Ho 4 over to his chair and eat down agalu. Fix up papers,” he eald quietly. “Til do it.” When he and Savage had affixed their signatures to the agreement, Hart rose. door, Savage called out to him, Hart turned, Savage was scowling again, Hila fist was clenched before him on “Listen! he suid. “You got me in the middle of the road, with a shot- wun in your hand, You held me up. awain!" CHAPTER XXIX. The House That Hart Built. In Kernfleld rejoicing men sought him, eager to give him homage. His name waa crowded the strests and the hotel lobbies, Out on the saffron plain, under a were till @ummertime, he spent days with Jean, They marked out the site for their house, They saw long procession of heavy teame and traction engines, One afternoon, when the house was when all the little things which make @ home unlike any other four walla in the whole world, were in thelr places, again, It was time for him to fight once more. ternoon, Tho auto was entering the town of Midway, Lawson jerked head to- to one side from this main atreet. These one-storied structures bor gaudy signs, Thetr doors were wid thumping pianos, scuffle of feet, voices upralsed in mirth and dispute, wom- en's shrill, unmusieal shriekings. Hart was looking at the neighbor- hood of \!! repute. He was frowning. Before the doore of those buildings “Who are those fellows, asked abruptly Lawson smiled But as he was walking toward the the table, He spoke thickly, But you'll never get mo that way T HAT night Hart wont home, on the lps of those who sky as clear and warm as though It the lumber come, in the van of a built and all the furniture inatatled, Hart turned his eyes to the ofl field Hoe went out with Lawson that af- ward a cluster of frame bulldings off open; from them came many noise: “Whisky Kow," said Lawson were many men. war’ he “Spreckies and Ryan were downtown last night, They told me about them, They're gun- unmen!” Hart exclaimed, omember in the old Baker River Lawson asked, “When the J and the Petroleum Associa- tion were fighting over claims? They had two or three battles trying to tear down assessment derricks, Well, these ire the same bunch that the ratiroad hired. Lord knows who brought them here, Some of the big companies, I suppose." “Humph!" Hart muttered “Drive 4." out to our derrick on No When they arrived i ked tower, whieh stood here with neither shed nor derrick house, Hart climbed from the machine, He walked about By GEORGE RANDOLPH CHESTER @--------------- eee the place, and when be cows back bis fare wan erave Heou two autos out here,” he sald od at the wack Ff you suppose,” he eaid slowly, “any one would try to Jump “ 1 only know that Bavage would like to burt wa, and i'e & good claim. od qutet!y CHAPTER XxX. The Fight Reaumed, \ HEN Hart came into the liv. ing he found his wife giving directions to the Chi nervant dinner,” be maid “Te glad,” she said Nehuy When dinner ann ol law. son and Virgtoia came into the house, ‘The two men looked at cach other with a littl self-conselousness, The two dat each other with no of any such embarrassment; yet } held the more complete un- derstanding A pwift, heavy footfall sounded on the veranda, A knock resounded on the door Hart stiffened in bis chair, Jean was jon her feet him, and he “Con he erled sharply, | spreckion entered the room, Hie | omen look: oir ey Dew! now int o wide, His f an white hing heavily, as if he had eon running hard Hart started toward him. “What is k he asked quietly. Mr. was dL to wee you, | was tense T aa if th news were too much for him, and {must out at ones ny're Koln’ to pull that Assess- t derrick off the clain on nty-five!” he erted. What in it?) How did you hear’ | Hoth men asked their questions at the jaame time, |" wae down on Whisky Row, I happened along there, you know, didn He cast aside all excises with a sort of desperation. ‘Takin’ @ vn, with his eves on I happened to hear momo of that bunch of gunmen down i there, They waa talkin’ together, and ‘they didn’t notice me, ‘They was pretty |drunk, anyhow, And I listened whi they waa tellin’ what they was gol to do. Then one of them @ays It was the derrick on ‘Twenty-five they must get to-night, And after that they'd nk out for the other things, And they was a-braggin’ of how they'd go at midnight and have tt off Inaide of an hour, An auto truck was to pull away. o's rig builde: put another up and d out past ho ratd: quietly. “That's Savage.” “two hours and a half,” Lawson muttered, and turned to the tool dress- er. “Sprockles, get down to the bunk house, and then to the number two well, ‘Tell the men to drop work and wait for us.” Spreckles nodded, He hurried away without another word, Hart » 6 quietly: the plac “Frye has a single-shot Sharp's, I own an automatic, I think Ryan has one, too.” ’ Hart nodded, “I tell you, Fa, you make that machine burn up the road to Sunset, You can get rifles there, and help, Be back in an hour, or an hour and @ half, I'll take the men out to the derrick, Chances are that when you come, the others won't be yet. We'll hold her down all ‘The: “Any guns on righ By the time they had reached the Asheswment derrick on Twenty-five he had the battle arranged. The derrick was but an open framework of timbers, to holt the claim according to the law, So now, as he disposed of the men out the place with shovela digging a four-wided rifle pit, Hart thought swift), For a long time the scraping of shovels on dry earth was the only sound, Shortly after the work was done Hart caught @ faint humming from afar, Two stroaks of pale light crept toward tham on the plain, “Lawson!” Hart exclaimed, Lawson stopped the auto at the very edge of the earthen breastworks, He clambered forth, both arma laden with rifles, “Kight of them,” he sald, “and car- tridges to burn, I looted the town of And there'll be another party guns out tneide of two hours.” He chuckled. “When I came through Midway, I ean elow, And I think [ saw your bunch, Sprecklns—a dozen of them, all drunk, and howling Uke wolves.” ‘There followed an hour of silence, At last there caine 4 heavy, throbbing mutter, which grew into a pounding: roar, “Auto truck," Laweon whis- pered into Hart's ear, The roar grew louder; nearer, there was no path of radiane claim Jumpers were coming without lights, ‘They could hear the various notses of the engine and the snarl of volves, Hart leaned forward, holding his rifle in both hands. Abruptly he straightened. “Stop where you are!” he shouted, Silence again, The darkfess gave no sign, Then once more he mr the sound of moving feet. Hart stooped to peer forward the better, And even as he bent down there came a streak of orange flame In the night; homething snarled above his lowered head; a Venomous craok resounded leas than 100 yards away, Out of the darkness came another streak of fire, ‘Then almost at the same Instant a third “All right, boys, Give tt to them!" Hart crouched and fired as he deliy- ered the command, About him sound- od & scattering of reports, “Hold hard!" he called, Rut The The shoot- ing stopped. A yell of agony resounded fr darkness It by @ deep groan, * 8 human, humorous and timely (| Fomance with » dash of politics end e oplash ef axils, awson's coming over to 1 the week, The weddi: Then @ votes whouted pounding on (eulo Weck started ite jy emoket They're Bpreckion leaped to Die feet ‘ At (hat instant another behind ‘ fled groan gon's voice The enemy was in full @ he asked Kyan anew fainted, 1 Uhin They carried the senseless Hut they moved at couch, and they their ministrationa to the manias if they had been there, expecting Just this thin, And Hart saw b Virgt fi face seemed to have grown older during thease few hours, CHAPTER XXXI. The Biggest Gusher in HE doctor came from within the hour, He nounced that the bullet broken Lawson's collar and bad lodged In one Un. lens there was poisoning he would recover, the muscles the back. uring the days and nights succeeded, Virginia Henry at the bungalow, So, one day, when Lawson again able to supervise the work, @le though he was still somewhat and rather weak, Hart got the from hie wife. Lawson was going (© bulld @ bungalow near to thelrs, The lumber was coming out within: would take place when it was done. oe All of these things came about ao they had been decided. And one eve. ning, when Lawson and Virginia ha@ come ie from Kernfield into thelr: home, Hart an the Souewarming, wooed if more than @ dozen guest, Ten days later the Ai f brought in @ wusher. It was the a est fountain of oft in the history the industry—larger than a was the Russlan fields, It vel of the producing wond. Hart le over with Lawson to ese the black fountain, @ next momning Jacoby telee Phoned from Kernfleld. “Come and see me this afterness about that pipe-line ition,” all that Jacoby sal art rom the telephone to co: t the auto, ‘That afternoon he found Jaceby his office with Lewis, the preaident the Americana, The old man with chin beard of @ past cordial when Jacoby iatroduced But back of his cordiality wae e eset of caution, Jacoby looked from one of them the other, “Now,” he said, ta. emotionless business manner, *‘! 1 called you here to talk pipe line Mr. Lewis.” Hart had made up his mind now, I'll call @ meeting of the Ageney; ho said. ‘They eat’there for an hour oF. going over details, And then left Hart and Jacoby together, “Come out with me to dinner, Jacoby said, “You oan depend on He's square, Shrewd but fair.” ~ Aa they got into the riago Hart thought over that noon, Lewis had been ready v1 thowe pipe lines, He had seen an portunity—for his own company, was undoubtedly fair. Jacoby him and vouched for him. He deat honestly. He would their off on commiasion. would fulfill bis contracts, CHAPTER XXXI. Loyal Hearts and True. H ART was standing on the A mile away the lights of Midway began appearing in rows, Ho had fought to bring that tewm; he had made that pipe line possible, Tt had been @ grim struggle. It had made him harder, graver, more firms, more before going, Now he had te stay out here, and he could only up and down like @ caged z ‘There, ee me closed ean wae ing the battle At Inat he stood with a ‘Aittereat presston, as if he were listening deep wonder, with wonder borg something beyond belief. There to Lis ears now @ new ory. Life 1 entered the house. When they sent for him he tiptoe to the de. He dro; hia knees, and he held Jean's hand in his, And then he gat new atom of humanity, the baby got within her arm. He bowed ead. He had fought well, But here another, who bad waited while battled. Now she had fought fight. And her victory had " more than @ny victory of hie ever bring. She looked up at him with all great, deep pride of mother! her dark eyes, He bent low pering: “Jean! Dear heart of mine!" | (The End) 4

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