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$$;• EDNAH^AIKElT" iV.C^ Bun* lb Banksand Flooded die Imperial Valley California WITH HARDIN GpNE, HIS AIDS DISORGANIZED. WHAJ iV-'" WI|.L RICKARD SAY? INNES^ ACTS TO SAVE HER BROTHER'S FACE. Synopsis^--K. C. Rickard, an engineer of the Overland Pacific, la sent by President Marshall to stop the ravages of the Colorado river ia the Imperial valley, a task at which Thomas Hardin, head of the Desert Reclamation company, has failed. Rickard foresees embarrassment because lie kiio*> Hardin, who was a student under him in an eastern college, faifcrrietl' Gerty Holmes, with whom Rickard once thought himself. In lowe. At the company offices at Calexico Rickard finds the engineers to J|ardin and hostile to him. He meets Mr. and. Mrs. Hardin-and Innes Hardin, the fprmer's half sister. Innes is bitter against Rickard for supplanting her brother. Hardin discovers that Ricitard l? planning a levoe to protect Caiexico and puts hire down as tncon^fctent'.'"" Gerty thinks her h^b&nti jealous. Gkrty invite*, Jlickard to^'dfiafeer an# there plans a "progressive ride" In his honor. RIckan? woyk ^n the levee and is ordered by Marshall to "take a fighting chance" on the completion of Hardin's pet project, a gate to shot the tjrenit In the river. In the midst of Gerty Hardin's progressive ride, which IS "b^gun despite a terrific wind and dust storm, word comes that the- river is raging and evjtry mah, 1* wanted ont^e levee, ,.. i y' - . '*>'• - *• ' r"'V. i " «• •--. * If* ' . • . ff.- J; ff5-- CHAPTER XV.. ' r fi On the Levee. Hardin did not go home that: night. Be was fee!lng**to the quick the irony of his position; his duty now to protect the leVee hfc'd ridictrfed ; how the only hope of the towns! The Integrity of the man never faltered, though his thoughts ran wild. Like the relentless hounds of Actaeon, they pursued him, barking at his vanity. " He started the anxious ranchers at sacking sand. Bodefeldt ran up to tell him thatKtheW%es a WW of filled sacks over in Mexlcall. "Rickard had a bunch of Iadtans worktop for a week." The confusion of the shy fellow did not escape Hardin. Oh. he knew what Bodefeldt was thinking; what every one was saying! They were all laughing at him. The coincidence of this extraordinary flood had upheld Rlckard' 8 ®i}d guess, haloed his Judgment. It tt«r all a piece of his infera£}^l*ck. Bickening. that's what it wajrt.jJlUi orders scattered. He ran up ana down the levee, giving orders; rdrgUing them when he found he was repeating Ulckard's. * This hew humiliation, coming the heels of the dredge fiasco, pet hjijf hi execrable temper. He shouted liis orders over the noise? of the eight. He rated the men, bullied them. No one did anything; right! Lord,:'what he had to put up with I The other, men, the ranchers . and' engineers, saw- in i his excitement certainty of the valley's' doom. j. The Mod and the darkness contributed tn the confusion. Eager tosSit^f up ea«th feforei dangeti "Svas not le place being brought Fifty P®Ir of fWglftfShort wprs: of Rickard's TH®.* Jjjjjtenis w^e flashing throipK thiMfirifltness life restless fireflies. The wind and rushing water deadened |)te soun(l of 4he voices. It was a battle of giants against pygmies. Itt the darkness^ the giants threatened to conquer. ». ' * At three in the morning, a horseg^$> rode in^rom Fassett!*,<>nerof fch&bijt ranches'] to the north, cut by the New river. ' f 1 f. Tm calicd ijMough thd df®. *Wltt£g he toward Vie towns." A turn in the gorge, a careless dump-pit, Jbajl pHilfed th» %iw like i mad horse back oil' its haunches. It was kicking hack. . i* ; » "They are short-handed up thferifl They need help." 1 •Dynamite," cried Silent and Har- 41s antlphonally. They happened to be standing hear. **We must have dynamite," bawled Hardin. "Are the wires down between JEJrawley 1 We must get. ji shovels anyoi point yet high of battle. "Who Is in charge here?" a woman's voice was piercing the racket of wind and wave. The dawn was breaking.^ Down the New river he could see the wind whipping the water Into whitecapped fury. "Vicious," he muttered. "Those heavy waves play<§he Old Harry Witt the levee." "Where Is my brother?" "Miss Hardin!" cried Silent "Where Is he?" demanded Innes. Her hair streamed away from her face. Her cheeks were blanched. Her yellow eyes, peering into the dusk, looked owiish. Her wind-spanked skirts clung to her limbs. To Silent she looked boyish, as though clipped and trousered. "Where is my brother?" she repeated. Silent told her without reservations where he had gone and why. There was no feminine foolishness about that sister of Hardin's. A chip of the old block. Funny, the men all thought of her as Hardin's daughter on account of the difference of age. As to a comrade, proudly, be bragged of thq taking of the dynamite over that roadless waste. "Whom did he leave In his placeF Silent knew, only, that he himself was not in charge! Hardin had ordered him to bed. "Maybe Mr. Estrada?" she hazarded. "He is not here, he went down the road to look after the track. Hardin I She took the road by the railroad sheds, to avoid the dismissed shifts, moving town ward. At full speed, she collided with a man, rounding the sheds' corner. It was Richard- Her veil had slipped to her shoulders and he saw her face. "Miss Hardin!" he exclaimed. "Whatever are you doing here?" "I was looking for my brother." "You ought not to be out at night alone here." - • , •*• "It's morning!" ; . ' - "With every Indian ffctiie country coming in. ru send Parrlsh with yon." She recognized Parrlsh behind Mm. She tried to tell him that she knew every Indian In Mexlcall, every Mexican In the twin towns, but he would not listen to her. "I'm not going to let yon go home alone." She blinked rebellion at the supplanter of her brother. But she found herself following Parrish. She took a deep pride in her Independence, her fearlessness. Tom let her go where she liked. She had an impulse to dismiss Parrish; every man was needed, but he would obey Rickard's orders. MacLean had told her that! "They don't like him, but they mind him !" Rickard made his way down to the levee. "Where is Hardin?" he asked of every one he met. Silent came up to explain that Hardin had gone up to Fassett's just a few minutes ago to Carry dynamite. The river was cutting back theTe. **Good," cried Rickard, "that's bully I" "He left me In charge," glibly lied the friend of Hardin. "Any orders, sir?" "Things are going an right?" began the manager. He stopped. SfeMB above came a dull roar. ^ "Dynamite!" cried Rickard. The friend of Hardin had nothing to say. "I thought you said he went only a few minutes ago?" demanded his chief. There was another detonation. Down the river came the booming of the second charge. "That*! dynamite fpr ffgrot" evaded Silent. .. L ^ "Not a minute too soon!" declared Rickard, going, back to his Inspection. 'tm fivery muscle. Her ml*d fifed!] as the only man In town time to saddle a horse for a wuv irvyv iu OCai * CHAPTER XVI, :!r 8ht Collided With a Man. * RWcard In Town. The town woke to a matter-of-fact day. The sensational aspect of -the runaway river had passed with the night. The word spread that the flood waters were under control; that the men had gone home to sleep, so the women got breakfast as usual, and tidied their homes. The Colorado %as always breaking, out, like a naughty child from school. Never would the cry of "The river!" fall to drag the blood from their cheeks. But relief always came; the threatened danger was always averted, and these pioneer women bad acquired the habit of swift reaction. That afternoon, Mrs. Toungberg Hhs to entertain at the ABC ranch the ladies of the Improvement club. ; It was a self-glorification meeting, to celebrate the planting of trees In the streets of Calexico. and to plan the campaign of their planting, l&rs. Bllnn drove into town to get G.erty Hardin. Neither woman had seen her husband since the Interrupted dftve the night befort. . I don't know whetted I Should fo." Mrs. Hardin hesitated, her face turned toward the ABC ranch. "Perhaps there Is something we could do." "I haye just come from the Jev&." Mrs. Bllnn's Jolly face had lostijit? apprehension. "The water has ,not risen an inch. sin?? breakfast. Most of the sid Los Angeles, to rush morning. There Is a carload on yelled Silent. did not need to ' asfc. %y whose orusrs It waa~th*rf^ An angry scowl spoked his face. "Put some on the machine." He was tuning away. Silent' Called after him. Did Mr. Hardin ihlnk it was safe? There was BO roaj^ ftfetween the towns and Fassett's. me bight, the explosive--should they not wait till morning? The question threw his late chief into a rage. "Did I ask you to take It?" It was the opening for his fury. "Safe? Will the towqs be safe if the river cuts back here? The channel has got to be widened; and you talk of your own precious Skin! Wait till I ask you to take it. Get out the machine. I'U take It to Fassett's myself." ~ Silent left the levee, smarting. He backed the machine out of the shed and sped through the darkness toward Mexlcall, where the car of explosives wfts isolated- Hardin, ]>uttoned up to the ears, his •oft hat ptilled tight over his forehead, was waiting impatiently. He^e was Something %> ' activity.' t *1 thought you were never coming," grumbled. : "Let me take It!" pleaded the enfteeer. ' *"Nonsen«e, there is no danger;" Hardin saw personal affection in the plea. Be put his liaad affectionately on the man's shoulder. "You go home and catch a nap; this Is my job." He was standing on the - «tep. "£frai)k her." There %as nothing for Silent to do but to get out Hardin pointed the Ion* nose of the car into the darkness. WAS. of like the greyhound she ftisstng a telegraph pole hy ich. be done; be coveted the went off in such a hurry, I guess he told nobody," chuckled the engineer, still glowing. '-Then I'm It!" cried Innes Hardin. "Will you take my orders, Silent?" "Sure," he chuckled again. Through the rush of the wind aild water came the whistle of a locomotive. "A special!" cried Silent Hardin's sister and his friend looked at each other, the same thought in mind: Rickard. in from the Heading! On her face Silent saw the same spectacular impulse which had flashed over Hardin's features a short time before. , She put her hand on his arm. "Silent, you're his friend. Straighten this out. We can't have him come back-- spying--and find this." She waved her hand toward the disorganized groups. "I'd take more orders," suggested the engineer. "Then send a third of them hhme, tell them to come back tonight at six Send away the other third, tell them to come back at noon. Keep the other shift. Say you'll have coffee sent from the hotel- tell them Hardin say; to stop wasting stuff. Tell them, oh, tell them anything you can think of, Silent, before he comes." Her breakdown was girlish. She could hear the signal of the locomotive; coming closer. Then she could hear the pant of the engine fts it Worked up the grnde. It was a steady gentle rfimb all the w&fr from tho junction, two hundred feet below sealevel, to the towns resting at the level of the sea. It quickened her thought of the. power of the river. Nothing betweeli it aild the tracks at Salton. Nothing to stop Its flow tbto that spectacular new sea whose feasln did not need a drop of the precious misguided flow. She could hear the bells; now the- train was coming Into the station; she would not wait for Silent. Sh^ did not want to meet the men have been sent home. When Howard didn't come home to lunch, I grew anxious. But Mr. Rickard says he sent Mm to Fassett's with, more dynamite." ' > ' ? h/- "There he Is," thrilled Gerty. Mrs. Bllnn's eye swept the illUL "Where? Tour husband?* "No, Mr. Rickard. Passing the hfnk. There, he's stopped. I wondfer If he Is going in? You call him, Mrs. Bllnn." Obediently her friend hailed Rickard. He turned back to the windy street. He felt boyish; the crisis was giving him mercurial feet. He loved the modern battlfe. Elements to pit one's brains against, wits against force! G«cty Hardin's face was flushing and paling. "The river," she faltered. "Should we he alarmed, Mr. Rickard?" Smiling* he assured her she should not be alarmed ;„the levees would protect the towns. *Mr. Hardin 'is up at Fassett's ranch, he will be coming back today. I told your husband^ Mrs. Bllnn. to catch a nap and then relieve Mr. Hardin." G^rty found a significance in his words. He had sajd "Mr. Hardin." apti "your husband, Mrs. Bllnn." It war enough, to weave dreams around. "We .can't do anything, Mr. Rickard, to help?" urged Gerty Hardin, Jber voice tremulous. * "I hope we won't have to call on ypti at air.*; . ' ' > Therfr was no excuse to llngftr. G«*rty fljrew a wistful l|ttl» smlletat p«tta#.~* ' V'Jts found that the long adobe office builds Ing had already taken op the look of defeat, of ruin. The (uMcuts had been torn from the partitions; the doors and WiA&VFs were out. The furniture had been hauled up to high ground farther iway for safety. She went hunting through the ghoulish gloom for the darky, turning her lantern In every dark corner. She knew thfltt she would find him sleeping^ Then she heard steps on the veranda. She ran toward them, expecting to see Sam. She swung her lantern full on two figures mounting the shallow steps. Rickard was with her sisterin- law. "Oh, excuse me!" she blnrted blunderingly. Of course Gerty would take a wrong Intention from the stupid words! The blue eyes met those of Innes with defiance. It was as though she had spoken; "Well, think what you will of It, you Hardins! I don't car^ what you think of me!" What Indeed did she think of It? Why should she feel like the culprit before these two, her words deserting her? It was Gerty's look that made her feel guilty, as though ahe had been spying^ To meet them together, here at^ midnight, why should not they feel ashamed? She had done nothing wrong. And Tom down yonder fighting--and they make his absence a cover for their rendezvous. "I'm looking for 8am 1" The effort behind the words turned them Into an oratorical challenge. "So are we. I want to send him home with Mrs. Hardin. She's worn out." "She can go home with me. I am going directly., As soon as I give a message to Sam." She Instantly regretted her words, abruptly halting. It came to her that Rickard would Insist upon delivering her message. Of course, he would oppose her going. Some petty reason or other. She knew from the men that he was oppositional, that he liked to show his power. Not safe, he would say, or the horse was needed, or Sam too busy to wait on her I "You cannot go home' alon^ you two. The town Is full of strange far dians. Give me your lantern* Miss Hardin; I'll rout out that darky." Rebelllousiy sne gave him the lantern. The light turned full on her averted angry eyes. A haughty Thusnelda followed him. Sam was discovered akleep In the only room where the windows had not yet been attacked. His head rested on a tyundle of sacked trees which the ladles of the Improvement club bad planned to plant the next day. Deep snores betrayed his refuge. "Here, Sam! I want you to" take these ladies home. Chase yourself. They've been working while you've slept. I thought you'd have all these windows out by now." Gerty had to supply the courtesy for two. She told Mr. Rickard in her appealing way thet he had been very kind; that she "would have been frightened to death to go home alone.1* Innes had to say something! "Goodnight !" The words had an Insulting ring. The wind covered a passionate silence, as the two women, followed by Sam, yawning and stretching, made their way down the shrieking street. "It was true," Innes was thinking. She had at last stumbled on the rout, but It was not a matter of personal, but moral untidiness; not a carelessness of pins or plates, of tapes or dishes. It was far worse; a slackness of ethics. It meant more unhapplness for Tom. Her aching muscles told her that she could not have slept four hours when the darky was back, knocking at her door. 1 Innes' horse loped through the silent streets. "I'll run past the levee; perhaps Tom has come back." It occurred to her that there might be a message at the hotel. She "pulled on her left rein, and swept past the deserted adobe. As she reined In her horse, Rickard stepped out on the sidewalk. He, too, was heavy-eyed from a snatched nap. "Were you looking for me?" The scorn In the girl's face told him that his' question was stupid. For him! "Has my brother come back?" He said he did not know. "Ton can see I have been dreaming)" She would Rickard. No one saw her s«-sha left ttuf levee. She passed Silent, who was orders. S&e heard' him say, "The boss says so.r 1: xyti. Opposition. <f tetght of the flood, tir women* of the towns dragged brush' and filled sacks for the men to cairy, hen din left the levee. WhilPher feet and Angers had tolled, her uiind had bqpn fretting over Tom. Two nights, and no rest! It was told by jnen vv'ho came down the river how IJardlh was herb-' ically laboring. She yearned to go to him; perhaps he would stop for a few hours to her entreaty. But an uncer- .Kfcoster. |M|| was pre- MCSft fe tlie H|»es of hlft-fftehead. " yfatf*t badr she eHtiW*. Sjp snook his head.. ... . *i» ltom back?" . ."U r:& "He's erer there, now. njjjiittg like all possessed. He'll worfe he. drops." Wooster was prood of that method. "We all know Tom!" Her pride sprang ug>. "fiut he's got to stop tpr a while. I'm going up after him." "Not If my name's Wooster. I'll go. He'll mind me." She watched the flowing river, swollen with wreckage. She nw, with comprehension, a section of a fence; somebody's crop gone. There was a railway tie, another! The river was eating up Estrada's new roadbed? • cry broke from her as a mesqult on the coffee-colored tide caught on a buried snag. The current swirled dangerously around It. Instantly, the water rose toward the top of the levee. M«n earns running to pry away the It's an' ' OOUfcln't r&la ke a out dl: _ the tme Tlwtwaswtec«ll«kaM He'd doadM tte tfifa now, for sure! How her ed at him t there was a tree floating dowa. toward the station house. *. * "Bring your poles!" he jrollo^' -.iu ------ . •« : ry..' CMAPTKR XVIII. •A ' "Orders Me to Bed.* « \ . tree. A minute later, It was dancing down the stream. They raised the bank against the pressing lapping waves. There, the tree had struck again. They ran down the le?%e with their long poles. Each time that happened, unless the obstruction were 'swiftly dislodged^ she knew it meant an artificial fall somewhere, a quick scouring out of the channel. The men were working like silent parts of a big machine; the confusion of the first night was gone. From their faces one would not guess that their fortunes, their homes, hung on the subduing of that Indomitable force which had not yet known defeat, which had turned back explorer and conquistador. Ah, there was the lurking fear of it! Victory still lay to its.credit; the other column was blank. She saw Wooster comin£v.toward her. His snapping black eyes shot out sparks of anger. "He won't let me go." "Who won't let you?" But she knew. "Casey. Says he'll send some one else. I said as nobody else'd make Hardin stop. He said as that was up to Hardin." Of course^ he wouldn't let Wooster go! "Orders me to bed," spat Wooster. "Wonder why he. didn't order gruel, too. It's spite, antagonism to Hardin, that's what it is!" She believed that, too. Tom was right. Rickard did take advantage of his authority. She did not see Rickard until he stood by her side. "I'm sorry not to spare Wooster, Miss Hardin. But there's stiff work ahead. He's got to be ready for a call. If Hardin Insists on spoiling one good soldier, that's Ids affair. I can't let him spoil two." Wooster shrugged, and left them. "Spoiling good soldiers!" "I've taken Bodefeldt off duty. I told him to relieve Hardin." Bodefeldt who blushed when anyone looked at him! He would be about as persuasive to Tom as a veil to a desert wind! She turned away, but not before Rickard saw again that transforming anger. Her eyes shone like topases in sdnllght She would not Passing of «he Wattflf - Babcoek came ^ashing down from Los Angeles that morning to see what In thunder it was all about. He uked every one he met why some one didn't get busy and stop the cutting back of 'that river? Thfere \yas no one at the offices of the company to report to him 1 Why, the building was deserted. Ogilvie's letters bad prophesied ruin. It all looked wrong to him. Going on to the levee, he met MacLean, ;jfr., who was coming away. The boy told him vaguely that he would find Rickard around there, somewhere, "1*11 hunt him up for you." "Why, they are letting It get ahead of them!" Babeock's manner suggested that he was aggrieved that sue', carelessness to his revered company should go unpunished. Something, he told MacLean, might have been done before the situation got as bad as this! v J • His . excited stride carried < him across the dividing ditch, which now was carrying no water, into Mexlcall. MacLean had to lengthen his step to keep pace with him. The havoc done to the Mexican village excited Babcock still more, Estrada, just In from his submerged tracks, was lounging against an adobe' wall. His pensive gaze was turned up-stream. The posture of exhaustion suggested laziness to Babcock, who' was on the hunt for responsibility. He was more than ever convinced that the right thing was not being done,. "Estrada!" Estrada took his eyes from the river. Babcock looked like & snapping tei> rler taking the ditch at a bound. Mac- Lean. Jr., a lithe greyhound, followed. "What the devil are you doing to stop this?" A nervous hand indicated the Mexican station gleaming in its fresh coat of palAt; to the muddy water undermining its foundation. Estrada drew a cigarette out of hit pocket; lighted It before answering. "Not a thing. What do you lug* gestr A big wave struck the bank. The car on the siding trembled. "Another wave like that and that carll go over," cried Babcock, jump-' lng, mad. "Why don't you do something? Why don't you hustle--all of you?" He. would report this Incompetency. Down the streajn came a mass of debris, broken timbers, ravaged brush, a wrenched fence post, a chicken coop. A red hen, clinging to its swaying ship, took, the rapids. "Hustle--what?" murmured Bstrada. Babco<ik glared at him, then at the river. $Us eye caught the approach, ing wreckage. Men came running with their poies. The caving bank was too far gone. The Instant the drifting mass struck it, there was a Shudder of falling earth, the car toppled toward the flood waters, the Waves breaking Into clouds of spray. Human responsibility fell to a cipher. The river's might was magnificent. Even,Babcock, come to carp, caught the excitement. "Come, MacLean," cried. "Watch this! The station's going!" He joined Estrada by the adobe wall. "Have.a cigarette?" murmured uardo. What will the valley do? Facing tremendous losses if it does not push the damage suits filed against the railroad, It faces utter ruin if the railroad abandons the fight against the river. Marshall puts the issue squarely up to the ranchers, but is h» bluffing? Go on with the story in the next issue of this paper. (TO BE CONTINUED.) FAMOUS ROCK OF GIBRALTAR Rickard Was With Her 8ieter.ln.law. not smile back at him, but . rode oft toward the levee. Was this the river? West of the levee, a sea of ipuddy water spread over the land. There was yet a chance to save the towns, the town, she corrected herself, as her eye fell on the Mexican village across the ditch. For Mexlcall was doomed. 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