Show rm hie I 1 he Cripi A oled L lady of BY james oliver cum curwood fw service cot 1129 doubleday doran damn al 6 cop co inc STORY ROM irom i THE START introducing some ot of tho the people of the pretty little french canadian village 0 of perl Peri bonka particularly the crippled lady idol of tile the simple inhabitants P paul t ul kirke Is a descendant of 0 a al eister a ter of molly brant sister of joseph brant great indian chief he has inherited many indian characteristics ilia his father Is a powerful new york tork financier 11 CHAPTER 11 II continued 3 he nodded to paul dropped oil off his rubber cont and began to fill ills pipe its as lie he looked out over the workings 1 I 1 wish all the boys in the world could stand in this window and see going on down there he said that idea gets into my head every time I 1 come here it would till em cm with ambition show em cm what can be done give em something to live anil and work for rotten day it rotten agreed paul cut but for a man abos done that it ought to be sunshine all the tinie time added derwent lighting his pipe and pulling puffing at it with gren great t contentment splendid work paul something to be proud of all your life something 1 I hate it interrupted paul ive hated it from the beginning ive hated it for three years derwent nodded 1 I 1 know it paul turned from the window with a fiercely eloquent gesture at thirty eight his lean lithe figure was more like an indians than when he be was n boy there was something in the cut of his chin his neck his shoulders and the look in his bis eyes eye which seemed to set him widely apart from the scene he be had moodily surveyed a moment before shadows were hidden behind them restless resl lesa and troubled shadows which revealed themselves only now and then like ghosts whose grief could not always be kept behind walls of flesh his eyes were a deeper blue than when his mother had known him and they held 9 chained something which was forever struggling against the powerful will ot of the man occasionally the prisoner was re leased and when this happened there was a singular farseeing far seeing almost poetic beauty in them and the steel went out of ills his flesh so that he seemed all at once to come under the passing warmth of an all influence other than that which had become so deep ly rooted in ID his life Derwe Der rits analytical mind had arrived at the truth of the matter a low long time ago ue ile nodded again and re heated 1 I 1 know you yon dont like it but its a great work just the sa same me paul looked at him with a prim grim smile and Ier derwent went surrounded himself with a cloud of floh e do you think I 1 am quite a tool fool colln colin do you really believe I 1 could be on a jib of tills this kind for three years without getting a pretty re ac curate measurement ul of myself the fraud of it all makes me sick I 1 the flattery ot of my friends everybody treating tile me as it I 1 were an omnis clentry powerful godhead ot of soul soni kind I 1 1 I tell you its nil all a lie ile and I 1 bate it im glad I 1 build that outrage down there im glad there a mark of my blind upon it good G d I 1 I 1 would die hy by in inches lies rather than destroy a beautiful v river for a tiling thing like that desperate a masterpiece tor for a few dollars profit prostitute a gift which god put there when the world was nade made that a few worms like you and me may turn it to our selfish ends it if there tit Is a power that mounts the storm and walks walk upon the wind it ought to strike us lead dead for transforming a paradise into that weeks and and years of gnawing torment had at last broken through the dam paul had bad built I 1 up about its ills eum emotions dons and he spoke words which yesterday he would have throttled in his breast fifty million dollars in and about that chat hole bole before it Is finished derwent tie said sali sly my fathers mone money Y that Is why I 1 am here A score of engineers are on oil tills this job and every one of them Is better lined filled to till in my y place than L they have dune done the work not 1 respectfully they subi submit 11 at suggestions when they know ti they ley should be co commands yet they are slaves to my and desires as long ion as they remain on tills this work wor it I 1 am the strutting figurehead of a inan finan caal monarchy I 1 hate that pit down there I 1 bate tile the millions going into it I 1 talce take no pride in what seems to thrill you all if I 1 tilled title my proper place I 1 would be among the men dig on ains and messing myself with clay earning tny six dollars a day hut but im here instead I 1 do not have to succeed simply because I 1 cannot fall fail my fathers millions attend to that tant the millions cannot lose they tire are all next to the lord jehovah they get you and hold you and you cannot break away my fattier father tins fins peer never got away from them tor for a days play in ills his life and got me 1 hille thorn them but that help no ho where I 1 go they follow me haunt me tie rue me hand and foot 1 ruru ce ill at me and mock me some if t c I 1 bave bad a terrible thought I 1 would like to see those millins ciUI Ioni shrivel up and die I 1 would like to K feel the necessities of tire life with my mi naked hands bands I 1 would like to feel fed tin the joy of knowing that I 1 bad to work or go hungry what a thrill that must give onel one I 1 ile ie turned toward derwent again trying to stem the ude tide of his emotion with a smile pardon me its a n gloomy day and I 1 feel like raving but I 1 did love that glorious river ilver before we cut it lato into ribbons it if my father would head his bis millions the other way and save such things instead of destroying the them id be quite happy As it Is I 1 suppose I 1 must carry on until the d d things bilings ti finished you owe yourself an apology derwent demonstrated his pipe tile engineers and your fathers money ure are ma making king the job bobr r success of course but do you ever think of morale a big tiling thing a mighty UK big tiling thing and it Is what you nave have kept alive in the camps up and down the river for the last three years youie too serious you dont laugh enough you dont jolt join much in our parties and excitements excite ments but people like you that Is what pulls the trick even the file old heads the th engineers who worked in egypt and panama love to be with you there a jealous man in the workings to have made that condition possible Is an achievement which makes you the most valuable human asset in the organization it Is good of you to say that acknowledged paul funny why I 1 should feel so strangely out of humor today I 1 think carla carlah Car lai q mother Is getting on my nerves nave have you seen her recently this morning and you still insist there la Is no hope positively I 1 had bad doctor mere come up from quebec as you yon requested he gives tier her even less time than L doctor rollins agrees with him it cant be more than three or four months I 1 think mrs knows she Is going to die and talks to us very calmly about it she afraid the thought of it seem to cast a shadow over her motherly sweetness site she Is keeping herself that way for arias sake it if it were not tor for carla the thing be such a tra tragedy e ly 1 I know its carla said paul sudden sickness and death like my own moab mothers er s so terrible but seeing it coming waiting tor for it counting ahe lays days and weeks must be horrible carla Is losing everything she has when tier her mother goes im wondering what she will do go co on working among the children she told my wife that yesterday when tile the companas comp anys school closes here she will find end another I 1 cannot understand derst der stand arld her quite she Is luviler than fiche and so lovable that half bait the men I 1 know worship her yet she favors one no more than another she Is lucybelle lucy belle says they like each other and have had their confidences lucybelle lucy belle says there Is a love affair in carlas life a broken one which makes it impossible tor for carla caria to love any other roan man or marry carla told her that paul looked out of the window again with his back to derwent what a I 1 am to blow up as aa I 1 did a few minutes ago he exclaimed ci pill gut I 1 was thinking of carla and tile the obstinacy of life mine bas baa been one way carlas another I 1 w was born rih rh she came over an immigrant baby I 1 did nothing but grow up slie she fought with the pertinacity of her race for an education after tier her father lied got 14 it and has been fighting in for tier her own and her mothers existence ever slum since im a man ashes a woman I 1 stand here and sympathize with myself and curse my luck for being what I 1 am while she bears up like a soldier under tinder her burdens I 1 saw her tills this morning it was we wet soggy ay gloomy but she smiled the sadness of all the world Is back of that smile but it spoil its sweetness or its cheer she makes me feel how small I 1 am and how bow inconsequential all this work Is down in the pit I 1 would give all this down here if it were mine to give could I 1 save her mother tor for herl derwent put on his bis rain raincoat edat we all feel that way about it arid and were helpless lucybelle lucy belle wanta you to come over to supper will you thanks tell lucybelle lucy belle she Is an angel to think of me so often IV ill come TO BM BE CONTINUED |