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By VAUGHAN KESTER '
Copyright, 1001, by Harper fc Brother
(Continued from Wednesday.)
A purring sound issued from the
squat throat of the engine. It was
sending aloft wreaths of light gray
smoke and softly spitting redliot cin
ders. Dan climbed upon the tender and In
spected the tank. Last of all be went
forward and lit tho headlight, and bis
preparations were complete. He Jump
ed down from the cab and stood be
side Joe on tho platform.
"Now," he said cheerfully, "whero's
that fireman, Joo?"
"He's gono home, Mr. Oakley, ne
lives nt Carson, too, same as Baker,"
faltered tho operator.
"Then there's another man whose
services we won't require In future.
We'll bavo to find some one else."
"I don't think you can," ventured
Durks roluctantly. Instinct told him
that this opinion would not tend to In
crease bis popularity with Oakley.
"Why not''
"They Just won't want to go."
"Do you mean to tell mo that they
will allow Antloch to burn and not lift
a hand to save tho town?" ho demand
ed sternly.
Ho couldn't believe It.
"Well, you see, there won't any one
hero want to got killed, and they will
think they got enough troublo of their
own to keep them home."
"We can go uptown and soo If wo
can't find a man who thinks of more
than his own skin," said Dan.
"Oh, yes; wo can try I" ngreed Durks
apathetically, but his tone Implied an
unshaken conviction that the search
wonld prove a fruitless one.
"Can't you think of any one who
would Ilka to. make the trip?" Durks
was thoughtful. He thanked his lucky
stars that tho M. and W. paid half his
salary. At last he said:
"No, I can't, Mr. Oakley."
There was a sound like tho crunching
of cinders underfoot on the other sldo
of the freight car near whore they
were standing, but neither Durks nor
Oakley heard it. The operator's Jaws
worked steadily In quiet animal enjoy
inont of their task. Ho was still can-
TS8slng the Junction's adult male pop
ulation for tho individual to whom Ufo
had becomo sufficiently burdensome
for Oakloy's purpose Dan was gazing
down tho track at tho red blur lu tho
sky. Back of,that ruddy glow, In tho
path of 'tho- flames, lay Antloch. Tho
wind was lrthe north. He was think
ing, as he had many times In the last
hour, of Constance and the Einorys.
In too faco of tho danger that threat
ened ho oven had a friendly feeling for
thejxest of Antloch. It had been decent
and kindly In Its fashion until Ryder
set to work to ruin him.
.no know ho might rldo into Antloch
on his cnglno nono tho worse for tho
trip, except for a fow burns, but
there was tho possibility of a moro
tragic ending. Still, whatever tho re
sult, ho would bavo dono his full part.
Ho f acod Durks again.
'"Any man who knows enough to
shovel coal will do," he said.
"But no ono will want to tako such
long chances, Mr. Oakloy. Baker said
It was just plain suicide."
Dan Bworo liko u brakoman out of
temper In tho bad, thoughtless manner
of his youth.
At tho samo moment u heavy, slouch
ing figure emerged from the shadow nt
tho opposite end of the freight cur and
came hesitatingly toward tho two men.
Then a volco said in gentle admoni
tion: "Don't swear so, Dannie. It aln'l
right. I'll go with you."
It was his father.
CnAPTDlt XXII.
NTIOCII had grown Indifferent
f to forest Ores. They wcro of
f almost unuual recurrence, and
JL. Ik. tho town had como to expect
thorn each full. As tho Hon. Job Bar
rows remarked with cheorful optimism,
voicing a popular belief, if It was in-
tondod Antloch should go that way it
would havo gone long ago.
But this summer tho drought had
been of longer duration thuu usual, Tho
woods wero Uko tinder, and tho inev
itable wadding from boiiio careless
hujiter's guu or tho scattered embers
from somo campllro fur up in the
northern part of the stato had wturted
a conflagration that was licking up
miles of Umber and moving steadily
south behind a vast curtain of smoko
that darkooed half tho state. It was
only when tho burned out settlers from
tho north began to straggle In that An
tloch awoke to a proper senso of Its
danger.
It was then that Antloch sent out Its
first (-'All foe help. It needed 11 ro en
glpes and boso, aud it uecded them
badjy, especially tho hose, fur tho Jlt
tle.roservolr from which tho town
drew its water supply was almost
empty.
'Antloch forgot tho murder of Ityder.
It forgot Bogor Oakley, tho strike and
ell lesser nffulrs. A common daugcr
threatoucd Its homes, perhaps tho lives
of Its citizens.
A scoro of augry men wcro stamping
up and down tho long platform across
from tho shops or pushing lu and out
of the ugly little depot, which hud
taken on yoars In apparent ugo and
daA la tho two duvs during which
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"Do?i't swear so, Dannie. H ain't right.
I'll go with you."
no trains had been running.
They wero abusing Holt, the ralhoad
nnd every ono connected with it. For
tho thousandth time they demanded to
know where the promised relief train
was If It had started from Buckhorn
Junction, and, if it hadn't started, the
reason of tho delay.
The harried assistant treasurer an
swered theso questions as best lie
could.
"Arc you going to let tho town burn
without making a move to save It?"
demanded an excited citizen.
"You don't think I am any raoie
anxious to see it go than you aro?"
retorted Holt angrily.
"Then why don't your road do some
thing to prevent it?"
"Tho road's doing all It can, gentle
men." ,
"That's a whole lot, ain't It?"
"Wo are cut off," said Holt help
lessly. "Everything Is tied up tight."
"You can wire, can't you?"
"Yes, I can wire; I have wired."
"Well, whore's tho relief train, then?"
"It's at the Junction."
"It's going to do us a lot of good
there, alnt it?"
"They'll send It as soon as they can
get together a crow."
"Stir them up again, Holt. Tell 'era
wo got to linvo that hose and those en
gines or tho town's gone. It's a matter
if life and death."
Holt turned back into tho depot, and'
the crowd dispersed.
In tho ticket office ho found McClln
tock, who hud Just come In from up
town. Tho master mechanic's faco was
unusually gra'se.
"I havo been Investigating tho water
supply with tho city engineer. Things
aro In nWful shape. Tho mains aro
about empty, and thero Isn't pressuro
enough from tho staudplpo to throw n
thlrty-flvo foot stream."
"I wish Oakley was here," muttered
Holt.
"So do I. Somehow ho had a knack
nt keeping things moving. I dou't
mean but what you've dono your level
best, Byron," ho added kindly.
"Tliey'vo laid down on me nt tho
Junction," said tho younger man bit
telly. Ho stopped to the door, mopping his
faco with his handkerchief, and stood
looking down tho track In tho direc
tion of Buckhorn.
"They made It so Oakley couldn't
Stay, and now they wonder why tho
relief train Is hung up. All Durks says.
Is that ho can't get a ciew. I tell you
If Oakloy was hero ho'd havo to got
one."
"It was a mistake to send tho yard
cnglno up to Parker's Ituu. If wo had
it hero now"
"How was I to know we'd need It?
I had to try to savo those ties, and wo
thought tho wind was shifting into tho
south," lu llereo Justiflcatlon of his
course.
"That's so, nit right," said McCHn
tock. "Wo did think tho danger was
past. Only wo shouldn't havo taken
any chances."
At tills point they wero Joined by Dr.
Emory.
"Anything now from Buckhorn ?" ho
Inquired anxiously,
"No; It's tho samo old story. Durks
ain't got anybody to seud."
The doctor, like Holt, fell to mopping
his face with his handkerchief.
"Don't ho know our danger? Dou't
ho know wo can't light tho lire with
out engines and hoo that our water
supply Is about exhausted and that
we'll havo to depend ou tho river?"
Holt nodded wearily,
"It looks as though wo wero to bo
left to faco this situation as best wo
can, without help from tho outsido,"
said tho doctor uneasily.
Holt turned to McCllntock.
"Isn't there somo method of back
flrlug?"
"It's too lato to try that, and, with
this wlud blowing, it would havo been
too big a risK."
Ho glanced moodily across the town
to tho north, where tho black cloud
hung low In the sky. He added:
"I have told my wife to keep the
young ones lu, no matter what hap
pens, but, Lord, they will bo about as
well off one place as another when It
comes to the pfneh."
"I suppose so," ngreed the doctor. "I
am at a loss to know what precautious
to tako to Insure tho safety of Mrs.
Emory and my daughter."
It was only -1 o'clock, but It was al
ready quite dark In the town, a strango
half light that twisted the accustomed
shape of things. The air was close,
stifling, and the wind, which blow In
heavy gusts, was like tho bieath from
a furnace. The somber twilight car
ried with It a horrible souse of depres
sion. Every sound lu nature was still
ed. Silence reigned supreme. It was
the expectant hush of each living thing.
Tho three men stepped out on the
platform. Holt and the doctor wero
still mopping their faces with their
limp handkerchiefs. McCllntock was
fanning himself with his straw hat.
When they spoke they unconsciously
dropped their voices to a whisper.
"Those families lu the north end
should move out of their homes," said
the doctor. "If they wait until the fire
gets hcio they will save nothing but
what they have on their backs."
"Yes, and tho houses ought to como
down," added McCllntock. "There's
where tho fire will got Its first gilp on
the town, and then heaven help us!"
Night came, and so imminent seem
ed the danger that Antloch was roused
to something like activity.
A crowd composed almost exclusive
ly of men gathered early on tho square
before the courthouse.
They had by common consent given
up all hope that tho relief train would
bo sent from Buckhorn Junction. The
light in tho sky told them that they
wore completely cut off fiom the out
side world. Tho town and the woods
Immediately adjacent formed an Is
land In the center of an unbroken sea
of fire. The ragged red line had crept
around to tho east, west and south, but
tho piincipal danger would bo from
tho north, where tho wlud drove the
flames forward with resistless fury.
To tho south and cast BHIup's Kork
Interposed as a ban lor to the progress
of tho fire, and on tho west was a
wide area of 'cultivated fields.
At regular Intervals waves of light
flooded the square as tho freshening
gusts fanned tho conflagration or
whirled across tho town .great patches
of black smoke. In the Intervals of
light a number of dark figures could
bo soon moving about on the uoof of
tho courthouse. Like tho square below,
It was crowded with anxious watchers.
The ciowd Jostled to nnd fro on the
square, restless nnd excited and Inca
pable of physical quiet. Then sudden
ly a volco was raised and made Itself
heard above tho tramp of feet.
"Those houses In the north endrmus
come down!" this volco said.
Thero was silence nnd then a man
tongued murmur. Each man present
knew that tho residents of the north
end had sworn that they would not
sacrifice their homes to the public
good. If their homes must go they
much preferred to hu o them burn, for
then the lnsuiuuce companies would
have to boar the loss.
"Those houses must come down!" the
voice repented.
It was McCllntock who had spoken.
"Who's going to pull thoas down?"
another voice asked. "They are ready
to light for them."
"And we ought to be Just as ready to
light if It comes to that," nuswcred,the
master mechanic. "It's for tho com
mon good."
Tho crowd was seized with a noisy
agitation. Its pent up feelings found
vent In bitter denunciation of the north
end. A man It was tho Hon. Jeb Bar
rowshad mounted tho courthouse
steps nnd was vili'ly endeavoring to
make himself heard. He was counsel
ing delay, but no one listened to him.
Tho houses must bo torn down wheth
er their owners wanted It or not. Mc
Cllntock turned up tho street.
"Full In!" he shouted, nnd nt least a
hundred men fell In behlud him,
marching two abreast. Hero and there
as they moved along a man would for
sake the lino to disappear Into his own
gate. When ho rejoined his neighbors
lie Invariably carried an ax, pick or
crowbar.
From tho square they turned Into
Main street nnd fiom Main stieet into
the north road, aud presently the head
of tlio procession halted before a clus
ter of binall frame houses resting In a
hollow to their right.
"Theso must como down first," said
McCllntock. "Now, we want no noise,
men. We'll pass out their stuff quietly
as wo can and tako It back to tho
square."
Ho swung open n gato as ho spoke.
"Williams keeps a team. A couple of
you follows run around to tho barn
and hook up."
Just then tho front door opened, aud
Williams himself appeared on the
threshold. A dog barked, other doors
opened, lights gleamed In a score of
windows, and tho north end throw off
Its cloak of silence nnd darkness.
"Keep quiet and let mo do tho talk
ing," said McCllntock oyer his shoul
der. Then to tho flguro lu tho door
way: "Wo hnvo como to help you move,
John. I take it you will be wanting to
leave hero shortly. Wo'H give you n
hand." And tho master mechanic push
ed through the gate and took a step
down tho path.
"Hold on!" cried Williams, swinging
out an arm. "I got something to say
about that?"
Thero was a' sound as of tho click
ing of u lock, aud ho presented the
muzzle of a shotgun.
"Oh. say," said McCllntock gently,
"jou had better not try to use that I It
will only nuiko mutters worse. Your
houso bus got to come down. We got
to savo what wo can of the towu,"
Uc pi cscntcd the muzzle of a shotgun.
', llllams made no answer to tins out
McCllntock saw him draw the butt of
tho gun up toward ills shoulder.
The men nt his back were perfectly
still. They filled the street and, breath
ing hard, pressed heavily against tho
picket fence, which bent beneath tho
weight of their bodies.
"You'd better be reasonable. We
aro losing precious time," urged Mc
Cllntock. "In an hour or two this place
will be on Are."
"I've got no kick coming If it burns,
but It shan't be pulled down."
"Put up your gun, and we'll give you
a lift at getting your stuff out."
"No, you won't."
McCllntock kept his eyes on tho
muzzle of the shotgun.
"It ain't the property loss wo are
thinking of It's the possible loss o
life," ho said mildly.
"I'll chanco It," retorted Williams
briefly.
"Well, we won't."
Williams made no reply. Ho merely
flngeied the lock of his gun.
"Put down that guu, John!" com
manded McCllntock sternly.
At the same moment he reached
around nnd took an ax from tho hands
of tho neatest man.
"Put it down," ho repeated as ho
stepped quickly toward Williams.
The listening men pressed heavily
pgainst the fence in their feverish anx
iety to miss nothing that was said or
dono. The posts snapped, and they
poured picclpitously Into the yard. At
the samo moment the gun exploded,
nnd a charge of buckshot rattled harm
lessly along the pavement at- McCHn
lock's feet.
Then succeeded a sudden pause, deep,
breathless and Intense, and then the
crowd gave a cry a cry that was In
answer to a hoarse cheer that had
reached them from tho square.
An Instant later tho trampled front
yaid was deserted by all save Wil
liams In tho doorway, no still held tho
smoking gun to his shoulder.
(To bo continued.)
Makes Kldnoys and Bladder flight
If you don't see any fun in
Marshfield drop around to the
shooting gallery on Front St,
Prizes offered for best shots.
Pull the
BELL CORD
Wet Your Whistle Then Blow
J. R. HERRON, Prop.
front Street, : : Marshfield, Oregon
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XKAIN SCHKDULH NO. 2.
In Effect January 1, 1007.
All -previous schedules aro void.
Subject to change without notice.
W. S. Chandler, manager; P. A.
Lalse, freight agent; general olilces,
Marshfield, Oregon.
No. 1.
I
Trains.
Dally
Except Sunday.
I
Stntlons.
Leave !):00 n. m.Marshflcld. '
9:30 a. m,B. II. Junction.
0:45 a. m.Coquillo.
Arrive 10:30 a.m.Myrtio Folnt.
No. 2.
Daily
Except Sunday.
Leave 10:45 a. m.Myrtlo toint.
10:30 a. m.Coqullle.
12:00 m. B. H. Junction.
Arrive 12:30 p.m.JMarshflcld.
Extra trains will run on daily
special orders. Trains lo and from
Beaver Hill dally.
SKATING
RINK
An n ouncements:
Open afternoon nnd even
ings, 2 to 5 and 7 to 10,
week days only.
Prices:
25 cents for uso of Kink
skates.
15 cents for those using
their own skates.
10 cents admission to
Gentlemen evenings.
Special attention given to
beginners every after
noon. Best of ouloi always main
tained. D L Avery,
Manager
Nelson Iron Works
P. E. NELSON, Prop
We repair all kinds of Machinery,
Sttam and Gas Engines, Guns and Hi
es des. Host of work our Specialty. : :
Wo manufacture Castings in Iron and
111 ouzo for Saw Mils and Logging
Camps. Wc mako the best Blica es and
Koiul Spools for Loggeri. : : :
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MARSHFIELD, - - OREGON
R H. BRjGHAM
ARCHITECT AND SUPERINTENDENT
Plans and specifications
mndo for all classes of
buildings.
North Bend,
Oregon
PHONE 541.
STEAMER. FLYER
M. P. Pcndergrass, Master
TIME TABLE.
Leaves Marshfield 7:30, 9:00,
and 10:30 a. m., and 1:00, 2:30
and 4:00 p. m.
Leaves North Bend at 8:15,
9:45 and 11:15 a. m., and 1:45,
3:15 and 5:00 p, m.
Makes daily trips except Sun
days. Pare: One way, 15
cents; xound trip, 25 cents.
Steam Dye Works
Q Street.
Ladles'aiulGents'Barn.ents clean
ed or dyed.
Philip Becker, Proprietor.
Business Di
ire
ctory
Doctors.
E. B. STRAW, M D.
PHYSICIAN AND SUnGEON
Disomies of the Eve i' ,,
nnii Tlirnnf n c:ii . U1 "H
Oflico in Lock hart's Bulldin.
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I) It. IIAYDON
Ollkoopnoslte Union Funiftiiro Rin. i
10 to lnml 2 to r, Slote- lnj
Hpoclnl nttciitfnii pafil to diseases nl ii,.
urtnarv nnd dlKei,tIve organs lbt M
V. H'. Pension examine!
Mnrsh field,
Orego,
Wt. J. W. INGHAM,
Physician nnd Surgeon.
Office over Sengstacken's Drug StorJ
Phones Offlce 1G21; residence
15. M. RICHARDSON,
Physician nnd Surgeon.
Diseases of eyo, ear, noBo and thru
a specialty.
Oflico in Eldorado Block.
Lawyers.
E. L. O. PARRIN.
Attorncynt-Law.
City Attorney. Deputy Dlst. Atfy.J
Lockhnrt Building. Marshlleld, Oral
Phone 44.
.J. M. UPTON,
Att orh ey-af-Ln w.
Marshfield.
Oregon. I
J. AV. BENNETT,
Oflico
Bank.
over Flanagan & Becettl
Marshfield,
Oregon. I
u. f. Mcknight,
Attorncy-nt-IiftW.
Upstairs, Bennett & Walter block,
Marshfield,
Oregoit. I
J. W. SNOVElt
Attorncy-ut-Liiw
Office: Rogers hulldlug
Marshfield, Oregon
COKE & COKE,
Attorney-nt-Lttw.
Marshfield, - Oregon.
PIXLEY & MAYBEE,
Attorneys'at-Law.
Oflico over Myers' Store.
Phono 701 .. . North Bond, Ore-
Real Estate Agents.
DIER liAND -COMPANY
Real Estate Brokers
North Bend,
Oregom.
McPherson Ginser Cc.
Wholesale liquor dealers
Cigars and saloon sup
plies. California Wines a Specialty
Front St., Marshfield
Coos Bay
Steam Laundry
Of
MARSHFIELD and NORTH BEND
AH work now done at
the North Bend Plant
Edgar Mauzey
Agent, Marshfield
North Bend Phone 1031
Marshfield Phone 1804
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