A Fool For Love

tern fringe of Denver, paused for a registering moment at "yard limits," and went clattering in over

limits registering station, Winton was ready to make a da

pointing out the waiting mountain train. "Have the porter transfer o

ary, and had a glimpse of Miss Virginia clinging to the hand-rail and enjoying

ant thought. Nevertheless, when he reached the telegraph office he found Mr. Somerville Darrah and his secretary there ahead of him, and he observed th

ine, was not new to Denver or Colorado. Hence when the Rajah, followed by his sec

rrah, Tom? He seems to be uncom

dots and da

t if my job took me within cussing distance of him. Bet a hen worth fifty dollars he is up in Mr. Colbert's office right now, raising partic

is writing hand pause while he said, "So

the Rajah; or too quick, when he happens to be in a hurry. I won

atch of telegrams and

then, this sudden change from Limited regular trains to unlimited specials? Was there fresh news from the seat of war in Quartz Creek Canyon? Winton thought not. In that case he would have had his budget as well; and so far as his own advices went, matters we

of Superintendent Colbert's office on the second floor of th

cial engine had not been obeyed to the saving of the ultimate second of time. But between his objurgations on that score, he was ra

ecision of the cou't was going to be before it was handed down: that's what you-all are heah for-to find out these things! And what is all this about Majah Eva'ts resigning, and the Utah'

only point out of the window to where the Rosemary stood engined and equipped for the race, and say meekly: "I'm awfully sorry

stay right heah and see that the wires to Qua'tz Creek are kept open-wide open, seh. And when you get an ordeh from me-f

e guessed, Winton's packet of mail was not the only one which was delivered by special arrangement that morning to the incoming Limited at the yard registering station. There

and Bessie, the firing spark of the explosion appeared to be some news

ountains between our road and the Utah Short Line," said the young man. "It was ca

ndefinitely while Uncle Somerville does things." And placid Mrs. Carteret added plain

vation platform by the smoke from the switching-engine. "Didn't I see Uncle Somerville

erend Billy; and thereupon the explanat

s flashed mil

,' wherever that is, and take us along!" she cried.

d Aunt Martha put in her word of

reading in the papers about these right-of-way troubles, and they are perfectly terrible. One repor

something like a burning building: one doesn't want to be hard-hearted and rejoice over ot

lock of the flaxen hair

the orange-groves and peace," she

ce at this precise moment the Rajah came in, "coruscating," as Virgini

ry. "I've been obliged in a manneh to change ouh itinerary. Anotheh company is trying to fault us up in Qua'tz Creek Canyon, and I am in a meashuh compelled to b

clapped h

nt' and see a right-of-way fight? Oh,

ppealed to him. But he smiled grimly when he said: "Now there spoke the blood of the fighting Carterets: hope you won't cha

essie, the flaxen-haired, w

t's go out on the platform

rack parallel to that upon which the private car was speeding. It was the narrow-gage mountain connection of the Utah line, and Winton and Adams were on the rear platform of the last car. So it chanced that the four of them were

tforms at a glance, and when the slower train

young gentleman who called on yo

a admit

faveh me wi

rton P. Adams

man who laid his hand to ouh plow and

ieve; at least, that is what I gathe

aughed, a slow little l

d yeahs, my deah Virginia. He is a railroad man, and a right goo

on-Mr. Jo

deahs-a meah slip of the tongue." And then, to the full as savagely: "By Heaven, I hope that train will fl

dictive!" cried Virginia. "Who

ight-of-way fight-that's who he is. And it's not what he's done, my deah Virginia, it's what he is going to do. If I can't get him killed up out of ouh way,"-but here Mr. Darrah saw the g

red Bessie, catching her br

not Mr. Wint