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Show LEHI FREE PRESS, LEHL UTAH ARTIFICIAL HEARTS O P3 .JLi JJ North Woods .A Romance of the si 11 Coprrteht. By HAROLD TITUS tJt WNC . CHAPTER I In bis young days Tom Belknap waj bare squirmed now aud then; most men who have undergone the vicinal tudes of fortunbullding In the turn ber Industry have. I'.ut this much Is certain: for s brace of decades. If he had occasionally felt discomfiture, he kept It well to himself, concealed be hind that brusk, gruff front. Now, however, he put on a first rate exhibition of a man In an uncomfortable corner as Harrington, small and fray and amazed, stood In that spa clous chamber and stared at him. The old fellow had made his assertion with a growl, as be always did when at variance with his aids, and ordinarily that tone ended argument abruptly. Not today. "But." said Harrington, after that lone pause occasioned by Incredulity, "what's the boy going to say to that?" "He'll do as he's told!" him You'll disappoint "Twice? . with . A . with Tom? boy twice, aa much spirit as you have yourself?" He scratched his thin hair absently and frowned, and old Tom. slunk In the depths of that (treat chair, rolled an uneasy eye at him, an eye which had In it defiance and determination and, perhaps, a hint of appeal. "Why, be took It standing; a year ago In June when you sent him from college to Witch Hill Instead of to Kampfest. That was a body blow, after all the talk and planning, but you told him to go and show what he could do and he did. . . . Now, he'e coming here In a few minutes to claim the reward you held out to him, and Instead of sending him to Kampfest, you're shunting him off on Kelknap Seven! It beats me!" The other fidgeted with his watch alue of any of the outfits It controls under other names. I'm glad I've got a name for beln' a bard fighter; glad der that men must concede I'm a fair But there's only one thing Center. hat matters uiuch.that gets In close to a man's heart." He paused. "That's what John think of me." Silence for a moment, except for the buffetlnss of the gale about that Chicago skyscraper. "You've got three kids. Harrington. I had only one . . . and a humdinger! That cub . . . H I s bells, a man can't say what he feels on .some things Nobxly'll ever know how hard I tried to play up to what he's thought of me ever since be was so high ; nobody ever can know what a burden It s been to be the kind of a party he thought I was. The rough voice had become a monotone now. as though he fought for chain and cleared bis throat Irritably. "Well." be said, "John ain't going to Kampfest yet . . . Not yet!" ne hook hla head. "No, sir! Not to Kampfest !" Harrington's gray eyes were prying now, suspicion rife In them as he studied the averted face of the man be knew so well "Are you in trouble at Kampfest be asked quietly, and the old face flashed up at him. "If I am. It's my own trouble ! A watcher might not have noticed that Harrington had tensed on his ouery. but the sudden relaxing of his body was obvious. "I thought as much." he said grimly, meeting the challenge In those eyes. "I was afraid trouble might follow when you took Oorbel In on this thing, I've suspected matters weren't right there for two years now; last month, when you came back from Kampfest, you had the look of a beaten man,- and I was pretty sure. Now, I know."You know a lot !" grumpily as he hitched closer to the massive desk. The other did not respond. With pursed Hps he pondered a moment and then burst out : "Look herev Torn ! Why don't you let us help you up there? Why don't yon come down off your high horse and let the office straighten things out while you're away? Belknap gave a mirthless laugh. You're (loin a lot of guessing !" he snorted. "You're guessing at things, Harrington 1" He swung In his chair to confront his Inquisitor and slapped the mahogany with his palm. "Guess work 1 I'll admit nothing; I'll deny most But I'll go this far: If I'm In bad, whose business Is It? If I guessed wrong on a man, whose funeral Is It? If Tve got dirty clothes to wash, whose lob Is it? Eh? "From the beginning you've all been against me on my opinion of Gorbel, from you on down through this organization to . . . to John himself. You didn't like him; you didn't like the Idea of ft partnership. John, my boy. warned me after he'd talked to the man twenty minutes. Warned me! A cub! "But I bet on Gorhel. He had the lay-ou- t I've wanted all my life, had It tied up. I took him on and listened to all of you yelp and predict trouble, and mede up my mind that the Hells nap Lumber company offices never would have to bother with a line of Belknap A Gorbel business. I put It under my hat and It's been there alnce. That's where It's goin' to stay. Harrington, and you can stuff that in your pipe!" Ills face was flushed now. The other shrugged. "That ought to be final," he said glumly. "But what frets me. Tom. Is where John conies or isn't let In." In Old Tom sank back In his chair and tared bleakly through one of the great windows against which a savage December gale hurled Itself In across nllen Lake Michigan. "That's somethln' else." he growled. HarrLgton persistently eyed him. and the old man squirmed again. "There's only one thing that really matters, when all's said and done." he said finally. "That's a man's reputa tlon. And a man's reputation narrows down to his reputation with certal . folks. I've rot a rating as an honest mnn which Is something everybody with self respect's ' jtot to have; and Tro rated aa rich, but I dont give a hnnt about how much money tne neis nap lumber company' worth, or the f ... 1 l. "He opposed me Just once; he Hlra, a kid. warned me Just once. warnln' me about my Judgment of a man! I laughed at him and . . . Well. 1 laughed at him and" Harrington added: "And he was right." "Another guess" In another surly growl "But' -l- ooking up again, race furrowed with Intense earnestness "If that was so I'm not admlttln' It, but If It was so would you let him find It out first? Would you let him come to you and say I toldyou-so?"Not on your life, yon Pause. wouldn't! "You wouldn't let him even suspect that the thing he'd worked for and waited for wasn't what he'd expected ! You wouldn't let him think that the one present he'd wanted was marred Not before It got Into his hands. much, you wouldn't! You'd fix It up. somehow, even If the trouble was so mysterious you couldn't locate It be so fore vou handed It over so wouldn't of he'd had you the estimate lose anything of . . of what It had I Then you'd tell him he'd been right. but not before I He waited a long moment "Wouldn't you?" he Insisted. "If I had your devotion and the Belknap pride, Tom, I expect I would,' Harrington answered gravely. "But the devil of It is that you're leaving today for Europe, and won't be" "Yes! The devil of It! And the devil of It Is. the d n doctors are right I I'm no fool, Harrington; I know that they know. 1 know when they say I need three months In a place where business can't reach me that I'd better hit the grade for that place. Well, nobody but the doctors I and you know this trips forced. ain't going to worry anybody. A big timber operation can t go to h 1 In a heap in ninety days. I'll be back ; I'll be fit to go Into the Kampfest thing with sleeves rolled up, find out Just what and how much Is wrong, and I'll set it for John as we'd planned It'd be !" "But don't you see that while you're away the office could " "I wash my own dirty linen!" "But suppose, Tom, something should " ... . happen?" The old man shook his head, half In negation, half In agreement. "I'd have to come clean, then, I tie guess. I ve prepared ror mat. opened a drawer and took out a sealed envelope. "I wrote this last nisrnt It's for John If . . . If some cathe dral should fall on me. If I come back, I want It back from you. . And If I don't come back, you might say to the Just say. Harrington bov that . . . that he was a hum dinger . . . will you?" The strong voice shook a trifle as Harrington eyed the firm pen strokes. Inscribing the name of John Steele Belknap on that envelope. "Sure, Tom," the secretary said Just Mire ming. anu I a bit nusKIiy. hope he'll go to Belknap Seven. But remember he's got his father's pride, You can't give a colt he's too much bit even to save him a fall!" up wltu some other ortrauiiauuu see what I could do anJ. if I chwked out would then get in here wilh you and help pull the load "Then you stumbled on to a Iocs tlon and the properties that fitted l.Ke a glove to" a plan. Viu couldn't wait for me to start, of course. You bad t go ahead because If any deinontra tlon Is going fo be of account It's S"' to show profit, and bis tlm'xr bold Ings can't be carried along any more You and ;orle! without oiieratina. got the mill up and running, the best mill ever built! You got the cbeni'cai plans operating. You were going to ex ercise your agreement with Corbel an'' buy him out and we'd go to It . . you and I. . . . Together!" He extended one hand In a little ges ture. And when t thought I was read) for that. I went up to Witch Hill. I'll admit now that It was a bitter dose. But I took It. didn't I? I stayed on longer than you'd said I'd have tostaj before getting my finger Into the Kampfest thing. I've been watting for months for word that 1 could drop It. and the word has never come. "We wound her up. When 1 knew you ana mother were going iouay got the last of the equipment loaded the last chore done, and high tailed down here without even stopping to buy civilized clothes because I thought Kampfest at last! And Instead of that I'm told that I am now super Intendent at Belknap Seven!" His lax fist fell on the desk, and he nodded as If wearied. His father sniffed and rattled' the sheet of paper he held. "That's the trouble with you youn: gaffers. Don't have the guts to wait Got to Jump In and learn Jobs from the Stuffed shirts, for God ton down. knows how many years; yes men. Yon won't take the time to learn from the bottom up!" "Doesn't that mean anything?" John asked with a curt gesture towards the hands. paper In the The man's eyes dropped to that of scrawl, written on the letter-heathe Witch Hill Lumber company. He read It once more: "To whom It may concern, dear sir John Steele has worked as camp fore man here for one year. He Is only a kid but as good a logger as ever wore sox. nespy J. wciver supu The lowering of his face concealed from the son's burning eyes tbe pride which swept It, and John could not the know the warmth which words generated again In the old heart nor the chagrin and fear at what he was now doing. But the belittling grunt and the dismissing gesture as he tossed the letter hack to the desk top made the bov stir on his feet and tighten his Hps. "Sandy!" old Tom growled. "San He dv. wrltln' a recommendation!" lauehed. "Think he's ever done that for anybody before? Not much ! Why he was so rattled he left out the only part of your name that counts I Done It for you because he liked you. As mv old timers always 've done, he probably babied you from the timi "Babied !" The Interruption was hot with anger. "Babied me, did he? rv- -n funnv babying, I'd call It!" He lauehed bitterly. "I know what went ahead of me to Witch Hill. Sandy eould do l our things I'd proved hour. else there, than anybody -- holding up the fingers of a trembling I next- Loum i 6 Saw to stay with me even at the mou.-made for him? 1 could not'. d never rbey broiitfbt in a Finn who found a man to stand ma i'a--- . hoisted bis turkey tbe nlntn uay unu went out with his tail dra ;ins and m when Swanson got sicK mere me in to nothing else to do but put run the show, was there? "You know what happened then. cents a thousanu i suveu u hand partner Forty "But don't you see, Tom." he began "that It's what I've worked and waited for all these years? It wasn't any plan of mine In the first plnns I'd made for myself. "I didn't want any help from you. I'd always figured on hitting It oft for myself to see how good 1 am. Just as you did. and grandfather did. I want ed forestry school and got It, and thought when I'd finished that I'd hook Yes-man- ? sir threatened, perhaps, a melting, a soft ening, came to nothing. "It goes back to where we started ; that I m run nin' this outfit yet and hiring men and putting 'em where I think they'll do me the most good. "One thing," he propounded, you ve got to learn Is to know men, to get along with men. You don't like Gor bel" "No! I never have! Neither does anybody else around this outfit!" with an Inclusive gesture. "You ve got a price on his interest, and even f you aren't ready to buy him out I won't lock horns with him. Let him run the office and the mills; let him run the bank. I want to get Into the woods, Tom, and at Kampfest There'd be no conflict!" "As I was say in'; You don't like Gor bel and for no reason, I can see. You've got to learn why you like and don't like men. You ve only been on ne Job. You try another, now, and come spring you show me what you're wound on!" Color was deepening in the lined face and the eyes showed pale against It "We've had a lot of Here's your gabble this forenoon! letter from Sandy. See If you can make a showin' somewhere else, and when I get back . . , we'll see what we can see!" sir," crisply. "Good-by- . John. I . . . Weil, good ' !" gruffly. Their hands met briefly, 'ornially. "You 11 go on to St. en tomor ." Difficult to tell whether . row. ihat was statement or query; difficult to tell. too. whether the clearing of he throat had been necessary or not. "1 seem to have my orders," the boy aid, and none could have told what mpulse lay behind the words He wheeled and went quickly out ind for a long moment after he hud gone his father stood, a gaunt wearied He lifted one hand with old figure. a helpless movement and sank into the great chair, chin on knuckles. An unhappy man, this, help ess to rectify his mood. "Good-by- , "That's the Trouble With Gaffers Wait." Don't Have Lrf You Young Guts to tht ... was all over. You told me when ordered him to see what kind of n Belknap was left after the college professors got through with one! Yon told him to make It as rough for me as he knew how !" Tom nodded again, that brisk. Irate It gestura "And what of It?" "This!" John Oung his cap Into m I didn'i chair and shipped the desk. a fad for even ask I didn't squawk. break. It wss June, with the black flies so bad Sandy couldn't keep ror.d builders In the woods. He put me li there with what he nad left of a crew and I stuck. I was the only one o: the gang I started with who stayed through, and when we wound up I wac " boss I "Did 1 get something better then'. I swamped 1 drovt c.uesa again! t' S, Sjt, y . you? The boy caught his breath as tnougn or a stormy aeniai ; cuecneu uiuiku and flared You're d d right. 1 am! It showed what I can do on one Job; it gave me something to go on when I ask for the bigger one that's been promised me! His voice trembled. "You d admit It to anybody else, too; you'd admit It of any other kid who turned the trick Then, sir, why the devil won't you ad mit it to and about me?' His fist fell to the desk again, but ibis time with a sharp thud, lom Belknap's eyes left that accusing gaze, and he stared once more through the window. No," he said dryly, as If to end de bate with himself, and the suggested alteration of his face which had up his cap. P. ?! ain't "That's all then?" John asked, odd restrained That's all there Is. The Century leaves In two hours. If you're going to say good by to your mother you'd better be about It The boy stood Irresolute, conflicting Then, Impulses surging within him. with a sweeping movement he snatched ..Tl f. My." said old Tom with forced sardonic mildness. "My, you re proua. !y ft JT . '." He rose. And a half hour later In tluu cham ber, the brain housing of vast Indus trv. a young man was about to ! -- below anything that'd ever been done ut Witch Hill, and when we were winding up the job at that! And the boys liked me. I had 'em working their heads off for you and showed the lowest labor turn over they d had in the country since God knows when I H 1, Stuffed shirt? d furious temper. rHe had boarded a i lute tram, I lirl.dte tn -tsack over bis siiouiuer. o,..... the station, he stares of people In been doub.e- telling himself that he bad " rossed, abused to a point re...a.u.s uie ntolerable. Througn .u p.. hours of the night he naa tosseu the eat up rage that berth, letting i disappointment and heartacne. comronamr less a on day. ire mounted and as tne cars ro. and bounced on nonnwaru u.r. ror io n& creasiugly rough steel, he sat intervals without moving a musoj. the fire in his eyes growing, the In his heart deepening. Know felL Now and again some oi to it sifted down from the ventilators the greasy rattan seats of the smoker. oil The brakeman came In and lighted a now. high-strun- second io .u. jju--"- ... burn up. A big young num. this John Steele Belknap, tall and broad ami thick of chest Out of place, he looked. In this room, with Its deep napped rug' and heavy han;Ins. He wore a maroon checkered Mackinaw anil stagged pants clung to stalwart calves; feet In the greased pacs were spread a bit hs a man will when he meets an assault but a His face was weather-beatebit pale now, his nostrils dilated though he fought to keep at least a vestige of good humor In the deep blue eyes, and the semblance of a grin on the wide mouth by telling hlmsell to stay by It another minute, to hold the old dander down Just another . ....,,. ,n that uu.u. But not so easy i u. rage which would wte oui u.ifouuesi his had He had had be being traved bv the one human cut and It others. all above trusted himself into scourged, made him drive lino ,TeW. iutr team. I vreui wiui .i I set the I was put and every place Yeah. Col pace for the rest of 'em. le- -e Getting. sand pattereu i boy. . me ..,.h cause he was sou vi .i... He nodded once more, a bit wmie I. 8rvt It is reported from Moscow two doctors of the institute for bkjj transfusion have devised an -- art fleial heart" with which very markable results have been achievn In operations on dogs. With itg they succeeded in restoring symptoms of life to the comply organism of a dog. The surgeon th carried out a series of operation! , the hearts of living dogs w;th help of the "artificial heart," th real heart being put out of aertoj for four and a half minutes. success was such. It Is reported, That It is now possible to hope that liar operations on the human hut for diseases now considered Inm. able may become possible. CHAPTER II Now when a young man. fever hot with rebellion, at odds with his world et upon, treated unfairly, finding his drniest trust betrayed, mad to bis mar ow, steps orr a train into a strange 'own and Is bit in the mouth by a stranger, certain events are bound For one thing, the ores to follow. ure of temper within him finds relief. It was easy enough for young John llelknap to come to a decision as to a hat to do; easy enough to decide that the Mid West headquarters, up In i he wilderness, was as good a place as any tor a young man going out on his own to present himself and ask for a chance. Kasy, simple t i' it" tS BOWELS need watching Let Dr. Caldwell help whenever yota child is feverish or upset; or hat caught cold. His simple prescription will make that bilious, headachy, cross boy or girl comfortable, happy, well in just a lew hours. It soon restores th bowels to healthy regularity. It hti a cold by keeping toe "break-up- " bowels free from all that sickeniag mucus waste. you have a famous doctor's aori for this laxative. Dr. Caldwell's record of having attended over 3jOO births without loss of one mother or baby is believed unique in American medical history. Get a bottle of Dr. Caldwell'i Syrup Pepsin from your drugstore and nave it ready. Then you won't have to worry when any member of your family is headachy, bilious, gassy or constipated. Syrup Pepsin is good for all ages. It sweetens the bowels; increases appetite makes, digestion more complete- Da. W. B. Caldwell's SYRIP He Whirled and Drove His Fist Hard Into a Belly. lamps as waning afternoon brought wintry darkness. One more change now, and he would be on the Kampfest line. . . . But he was not going to stop at Kampfest! He moved with a start, then, and his Jaw muscles bulged. This was the route he had planned so long to take, but the destination was no longer what it had been In those years of planOn through Kampfest, rather, ning. on for the better part of another hun dred miles to headquarters. "You're out of luck," the conductor said; "getting Into Kampfest tonight They got three cars oft on a culvert and it may take 'era until noon to get their line open. Tell you what; the Junction boarding house's a fright, You could go on to Shoestring where there's a good place to stay and come back In the morning in time to get the Hint for the Vandal If you must In your vandalism "Shoestring? Never heard of it "Spry little town." The conductor smiled grimly as he adjusted the wick of his lantern. "If the branch hadn't been blocked this afternoon, you mlght've seen some big times there tonight. . . ." John did not heed this. He said, "Much obliged," and settled back In the corner of his seat with his wrath, Soon the brakeman rose and sung out : "Shoestring !" Buttoning his Mackinaw, slinging his packsack to one shoulder, John stood In the end of the car as they Jolted to a stop. He was the only passepger disembarking, and when he pulled the door open snow swirled about him. Moving figures showed against the glow of depot lights. A voice sung out sharply: "That's him!" He dropped to shin-deesnow on the platform, and a bulking figure moved to confront him. "You'd better git back on the train,' tne man saw. "You ain t welcome here '" "Check him through !" someone called hoarsely. "What's the big Idea?" John snapped. "Who are you to " "We ain't here to argue. Jack ! You git bae aboard that car and keeD vour fppt out of Shoestring and you'll oe Detter on!" The big man grasped his arm de terminedly, and as John twisted to tree nimseir he slipped. He flung out a hand to catch his balance and on the gesture, a stinging blow caught iimi nin in me moutn. An Instant before, and despite his black mood, he would have but that fist on his lips droppedargued a red curtain before his eyes, coagulated all the anger which had kept him hot for two days and a night; stripped reason from him. He crouched: he rushed He was going to let no gang put him back on any train! 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