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V WiL COPYF2I6HT, BY PETER JB.KYNE mMI
H CHAPTER I.-Ploncer In tlio Cnllfornta
H redwood region, John Cardigan, at forty-
H seven, is tlio leading citizen of Bcquola,
H ownor.of mills, ships, and many ncrcs of
H timber, a wldawor nfter thrco years of
H married llfo, and father of two-day-old
. ISryco Cardigan.
l CHAPTER II. At fourteen Bryco makes
j hq acquaintance of Bhlrloy Sumner, a vis.
l Itor to Sequoia,, and his Junior by a row
M years. Together they visit the Valley of
ta QlanU, sacred to John Cardigan and
' his son as tlio burial placo of Iiryce's
H mother, and part with mutual regret.
i (illAPTKn IH.-Whllo Dryco la at col-
i lego John Cardigan meets with heavy
i business looses and for tlio first tlmo vlowi
' tho future with uncertainty.
H' .CHAPTKU IV .-After graduation from
i college nnd a trip abroad, Dryco Cnrdl-
H ganj comes homo. On tho train ho meets
H Hhlrley Hunincr, on her way to Sequoia to
V) make nor homo thoro with her undo,
H. Col. Tenntngton. Uryco learns that hit
; ' father's oyeslght has failed nnd that Col.
V Pennington Is seeking to takoadvuntago ot
V'' the old man's business misfortunes.
H "Tlint la very encouraging, my boy
Hi Tory. Ever do nny boxing?"
l "Quite a little. I'm fairly up la tho
H wanly nrt of self-defense."
B Tlio old man wagged his head ap-
j provlngly, nnd they had reached the
B gate of tho Cardigan home boforo ho
H spoke ngnln. "There's a big buck
B woods-boss up In Pennington's camp,"
R he remarked Irrelevantly. "lie's a
H French Canadian Imported from north
H orn Michigan by Colonel Pennington.
m 1 daro suy ho's the only roan In this
M i country who measures up to you phys-
f Ically. He can fight with his fists
Hf and wrestle qulto cleverly, I'm told.
Hj His nnmo Is Jules Rondeau, and lio'a
H top dog among the lumberjacks. Thoy
Hi nay bo's the strongest man In the
Hj '" county." lie unlatched the gate.
r "Folks used to say that about me
H - nee," he continued wistfully. "Ah,
V'"" if J could have my eyes to seo yoii
H' meet Jules Rondeau 1"
H' The front portal of tho quaint old
' Cardigan residence opened, and a
H) sllver-hnlred lady came out on the
M porch and hailed' Rrycc. Slut was
Ht Mrs. Tully. John Cardigan's old house-
H keeper, and almost a mother to Brycc.
"Oh, hero's my boyl" she cried, and
WM a moment later found herself encircled
H by Bryco's arms and saluted with a
H hearty kiss.
H As ho stopped Into the familiar en-
H trance-hull, Uryco paused, raised his
H kcad and sniffed suspiciously, like a
1 bird-dog. Mrs. Tully, arms akimbo,
B watchod him pleasurably. "I smell
K BomeUiInj," he declared, and advanced
m a step down the hall for another sniff;
H then. In exact Imitation of a foxhound,
H he gave tongue and started for th
H kitchen, lira. Tully, waddllnjr aftsr,
H found him "pointing" two hot black-
H berry pica which had a fow mlnutea
H . . - previously been taken from the oven.
H He was baylne lugubriously.
M "I'm mill a pie-hound, Mrs. Tally,
H and you're still the name dear, thought-
H' ful soul. Mow many did jon maker
H "May I havo one all for rayaelf, Mrs.
M Tully r
H "Indeel yon may, my dear."
H 'Thank you. but I do not wait It
H for myself. Mrs. Tully, will yoa please
H wrap one of those wonderful plea In
H a napkin and the Imtant George Sea
H Otter conieu In with tho car, tell him
H to take the pto over to Colonel Penn-
B- In Eton's houso and deliver It to lllis
H Sumner? There's a girl who doubtless
H thinks she has (listed pie In her dny,
H and I want tn prove to her that she
H hnpn't." He selected a card from his
H cnrilciisc. sat down and wrote:
H "Dear Mis Sumner:
H t, "Hern Is a priceless hot wlld-blark-B-
i berry pie, especially manufactured In
H my honor. It Is so gool I wanted
H ywi to have some. In all your life you
H have never tasted anything like It.
m,4 I "Sincerely.
B;f ? "Bryco Cnrdlgnn."
H Some twenty minutes later his un-
H ssual votive offering was delivered by
H Oeorga Sea Otter to Colonel Penning-
H ton's Swedish moid, who promptly
H' brought It In to tho Colonel and
H1 Shirley Sumner, who wero even then
H'' it dinner In the Colonel's One burl-
H redwood-paneled dining room. MIm
H Sumnor's amazement was so profound
H that for fully a minute she was mute,
H contenting herself with scrutlnUIng al-
H tbrnatcly tlio plo and the card that ac-
H pinpnnled It. Presently alio handed
H the card to her undo, who affixed his
H pince-nez nnd read tho epistle with
H"1 "Isn't this young Cardigan a truly
H ( remnrlcnblo young man, Shirley?" ho
H '''-, doclnreU. "Why, I havo novor heard
of nnytlilng Ilko his astounding action,
H ( If lie had sent you over tin armful of
H'' , American Ilenuty roses from his
H-'.'1 father's old-fashioned garden, I could
H': undurtnnd It, but an Infernal black-
H "berry plot Good heavens I"
W ""I told you ho ws different," sho
H repllcsl. To the Colonel's nmnzement
"I Told You Ho Was Different."
sho did not appear at nil amused.
"Bryco Cardigan is a man with tho
heart and soul of a boy, and I think
It was mighty sweet of hi in to slinro
his plo with me. If ho had sent roses,
I should have suspected blm of trying
to 'rush' me, but tho fact that he sout
a blackberry plo proves that ho's Just
a natural, simple, sane, original cltl
sen Just tho kind of person a girl
can havo for a dear friend without
Incurring the risk of having to marry
Tho' Colonel noticed a calm llttlo
smllo fringing her generous mouth.
lie wished he could tell, by intuition,
what she was thinking about and
what effect a hot wild-blackberry plo
was ultimately to have upon tho valuo
of his minority holding in tho Laguna
Grande Lumber company.
Not until dlnntr was finished and
fnthcr and non had repaired to tliu
library for tholr coffee and cigars did
Bryco Cardigan advert to the subject
of his father's business affairs.
"Well, John Cnrdlgan," ho declared
comfortably. "Uupposo you start at
tho beginning and tell mo everything
right to tlio end. George Sea Otter
informed me that you've been having
trouble with this Johnny-come-lately,
Colonel Pennington. Is h tho man
who has us where the hair Is bhort?"
Tho old man nodded.
"The Squaw croek timber deal, eh?"
Again the old man nodded. "Tou
wrote mo all about that." Bryco con
tinued. "Tou bad him blocked which
ever way he turned so effectually
blocked, In fact, that tit only pleas
are ho has derived from his invest
ment ilnco la the knowledgo that ho
owns two thousand acres of timber
with the exclusive right to pay taxes
oo It, walk In It, look at It and admlro
It In fact, do everything except log
it, mill It, nnd renllzo on his Invest
ment. It must mnko him foci llko ai
"On tho other hand," his fnthor re-
nlndcd him, "no matter what tho
Ooloncl's feeling on tlint score mny be,
misery loves company, and not until I
had pulled out of tho Squaw creek
country and started logging In the Sim
Iledrln wntershed. did 1 realize that I
had been considerable of a Jackass
"Yes," Bryco ndmltted, ,-thcro can
bo no doubt but flint you cut off your
nose to splto your face."
Ills thoughts harked back to tlint
first Benson of logging In the San
Ucdrin, hen tlio cloud-burst had
cnught tho river filled with Cardigan
logs and whirled them down to tho
bay, to crash through tlio log-boom at
tidewater and continuo out to tho
Tho old man appeared to dlvlno the
trend of his son's tlioughts. "Yes,
Brycc, that was a disastrous year,"
ho declared. "The mero loss of tho
logs was a sovero blow, but In addi
tion I had to pny out qulto a llttlo
money to settle with my cuBtomore, I
wns loaded up with low-priced orders
tlmt year, although I didn't expect to
make nny money. The orders wero
merely to keep tlio men employed.
You underslnnd, Brycei I hnd a
good crow, tho finest In tho country;
and if I had shut down, my men would
linvo Bcattorod and well, you know
how hard it Is to got thnt kind of a
crow together ngnln. Besides, I hnd
never failed my boys boforo, nnd J
couldn't bcur tlio thought of failing
them then, llnlf tho mills In Uit
country wero shut down nt the time.
and there wns n lot of distress amqni
tho unemployed. I couldn't do it
Bryco nodded. "And wl ''-8!
the logs, you couldn't fill tnost -'
priced orders. Then the mnrket com
menced to Jump nnd ndvnnced threi
dollars In three months "
"Exnctly, my son. And my cus
tomcrs began to crowd me to fill tliost
old orders. I couldn't expect them t
suffer with me; my falluro to pcrforn
my contracts, while unavoidable, never
thcless would havo caused them i
serious loss, nnd when tlioy wen
forced to buy clsowhere, I paid then
tlic difference between tho price thci
paid my competitors nnd tho price a
which thoy orginnlly plnccd their or
dcrs with me. And tho delay cnuset
them further loss."
Ho smoked meditatively for a mln
utc. "I've ulways been land-poor," hi
explained apologetically. "Whenever 1
hnd Idlo money, I put It Into tlmbci
In tho Snn Iledrln wntershed, hecnusi
I rcnltzed tlint some dny tho rallront
would build In from (he south, ta
tlint timber nnd double Its value. I'vi
not as yet found reason to doubt th
wisdom of my courso; but" he slghc
"tho rallrond is a long time com
John Cnrdlgnn hero spoke of n most
important factor in tho situation. Tin
crylpg need of the country wns a fcedci
to soma transcontinental rallrond. Bj
reason of natural bnrrlcrs, Humboldt
county wns not cnslly accessible to the
outside world except from Uie sen
nnd oven this nvcnuo of fngrcss and
egress would bo closed for days nt n
stretch when tlio hnrbor bnr wns on
n rnmpnge. With the exception of n
' strip of level, fcrtllo land, perjuips live
miles wldo nnd thirty miles long nnd
contiguous to the senconst, tlio hcnvllj
timbered mountains to the north, enst,
nnd south rendered the building of n
railroad thnt would connect Humboldt
county with tho outside 'world a pro
foundly difficult nnd expensive tnsk.
"Don't worry, Dad. It will come,"
Brycc assured his fnthcr. "It's bound
"Yrj, but not In my dny. And when
it comes, a stranger mny own your
Snn nedrin timber nnd renp the ro
wnrd of my lifetime of Inbor."
Agnin a silence fell between tliera,
broken presently by the old man.
"That wns a mistake" logging In the
Snn Iledrln," lie observed. "I had my
lesson tlint first year, but I didn't
heed It If I hnd abandoned my
camps there, pocketed my pride, paid
Colonel Pennington two dollars for
his Squaw creek timber, nnd rebuilt
my old logging rond, I would have
been safe to-day. But I was stubborn ;
I'd pluycd tho gnmo so long, you
know I didn't want to let that mnn
Ponnlngton .outgnmq me. It's hnrd to
tench an old dog new tricks, and be
sides, I wns obsessed with tho need
of protecting your heritngo from nt
tnck in nny direction."
John Cardigan straightened up in
his chnir nnd laid tlio tip of his right
Index finger in tlio center of tho palm
of his left hand. "Here was the sit
uation, Brycc: Tlio center of my
palm represents Scquoln; the ends ot
my fingers represent the Snn nedrin
timber twenty miles south. Now, If
tho railroad built in from tlio south,
you would win. But If it built In from
Grant's Pass, Oregon, on tho north
from the base of my hand, the terminus
of tlKo lino would be Sequoia, twenty
miles from your timber In the Snn
ITedrln watershed I"
Bryce nodded. "In which event,"
ho replied, "wo would bo In much the
some position with our Snn Iledrln
timber as Colonel Pennington is with
his Squaw crock timber. Wo would
have tlio comforting knowledge thnt
wo ownod It and paid tnxos on It but
couldn't do a dad-burned thing with
"Right you are! The thing to do,
then, ns I vlowed the situation, Bryce,
was to acquire a body of timber north
of Sequoia and bo prepnrwl for either
eventuality. And this I did."
Silence agnln descended upon them ;
nnd Bryco, gazing Into the open flre
plnce, recnlled an event In that period
of his father's nctlvltlea: Old Bill
Henderson hnd come up to thlr house
dinner one night, nnd quite sud
denly, In the midst of his soup, tlio
old fox hnd glnred across nt his host
"John. I hear you've bought six
thousnnd acres up In TownMilp nine.
Going to log It or hold It for Invest
ment?" "It wns a good buy," Cardigan hnd
replied enigmatically; "so I thought
I'd better tnko It at the price, I sup
Poro Bryce will log It some dny."
"Then I wish Bryce wa&n't such a
boy, John. Seo hen now, neighbor.
I'll 'fess up. I tool; that money Pen
nington gave mo for my Squaw creek
timber nnd put it bnck Into redwood
in Township nlno, slum-bang up
ngnlnst your holdings there. John,
I'd build n mill on tldownter If you'd
sell me a slto, and I'd log my timber
"I'll sell you n mill-site, Bill, nnd I
won't stab you to tho licnrt, cither.
Consider tlint settled."
"Thnt's bully, John; but still, you
only dlTH)e of part of my troubles.
There's twelve miles of logging-road
to build to get my logs to the mill, and
I haven't enough rendy money to mnko
tho gtnde. Better throw In with me,
John, and we'll build the road and
operate It for our Joint Interest."
"I'll not throw In with you, Bill, at
my time of life. I don't want to have
the worry of building, maintaining,
and operating twelve miles ot prlvato
railroad. But I'll loan . you the
money you need to build and equip
the road. In return you uro to
shoulder all tho grief nnd worry of
tho rond and give mo u ten-year con
tract nt a dollar nnd u half per thous
and feet, to hnul my logs down to j
tldewnter with your own. My mini
m hnul will bo twenty-five million
feet annually, and my maximum fifty'
million " '
"Sold I" cried Henderson. And It J
wns oven so. .
Bryce enme out of his reverie. "And
now?" he queried of his father.
"I mortgaged the Snn Iledrln tim
ber in the south to buy tlio timber in
Uiu north, my son; then nfUr I com
menced logging In my new holdings,
enmo several long, lean years of famine,
tho mnrket dragged in tlio doldrums,
nnd BUI Henderson died, nnd his boys
got discouraged, nnd "
A sudden flnsh of inspiration llluml
nntcd Bryco Cardigan's brnln. "And
thoy sold out to Colonel Pennington."
"Kxnctly. The Colonel took over
my contract with Henderson's corn
pnny. nlong with the other nsscts, nnd
It wns Incumbent upon him, ns as
signee, to fulfill the contract. Tor the
past two years the nnfket for redwood
lias been most gratifying, nnd If I
could only have gotten a maximum
supply of logs over Pennington's rond.
I'd have worked out of tlvo hole,
"Ho mnnnges to hold you to a mini
mum nnnuul hnul of twenty-five million
John Cardigan nodded. "Ho claims
lie's short of rolling-stock that wrecks
and fires have embnrrnssed the rond.
He can nlwnys find excuses for falling
to spot In logging trucks for Cardigan's
"What docs Colonol Pennington
"He wants," snld John Cardigan
slowly, "my Valley of the Giants and
a right of way through my land from
the vnlloy to n log-dump on deep
"And you refused him?"
"Nnturally. You know my Ideas on
thnt big timber." His old licnd sank
low on his breast. "Folks call thorn
Cardigan's redwoods nov," ho mur
mured. "Cardigan's redwoods nnd
Pennington would cut them! Oh,
Bryce, the rann hnsn't n Boull"
"But I full to see whnt tho loss of
Cardigan's redwoods hns to do with
tho Impending ruin of tho Cardigan
Redwood Lumber company," ids son
reminded him. "Wo havo all tho tlm
b6r we want"
"My ten-year contract has but one
more year to run, nnd rccontly I tried
to get Pennington to renew It He
wns very nice nnd soclnble. but he
"I'll Give That Man Pennington a
Run for His Money."
named me n freight-rate for a renowal
of the contract for five years, of threo
dollars, per thousand feet That rato
is prohibitive and puts us out of busi
ness." "Then," snld Bryce cnlmly, "we'll
shut the mill down when tho log
hnullng contract expires, hold our tim
ber ns nn Investment, and live the
simple life until wo can sell It or a
trnnscontlnontnl rond builds Into num
boldt county and enables us to sturt
up the mill ngnln."
John Cnrdlgnn shook IiIb head. "I'm
mortgnged to the last penny," ho con
fessed, "nnd Pennington has been buy
ing Cardigan Redwood Lumber com
pany flrst-mortgnge bonds until he is
in control of Uie Issue. He'll buy in
the Snn Iledrln timber at tho fore
closure sale, and in order to get It
bnck nnd snvo something for you out
of tho wreckoge, I'll havo to make an
unprofitnblo tradu with him. I'll hnve
to give him my timber adjoining his
north of Sequoia, together with my
Valley of tho GInnts, In return for tho
San Hedrin timber, to which he'll have
n sheriff's deed. But tlio mill, nil my
old employees, with their numerous
dependents gone, with you left Innd
poor nnd without n dollar to pay your
taxes. Smnshed llko that!" And ho
drove his fist Into the palm of Ills
"Pcrhnps but not without n fight,"
Bryco answered, although ho knew
their plight wns well-nigh hopeless.
"I'll glvo thnt mnn Penulugton n run
for his money, or I'll know tlio renson."
Tlio telephono on the tablo beside
him tinkled, nnd he took dowu the
receiver nnd snld "Hello I"
"Mercy 1" enmo tho sweet voice of
Shirley Sumner over the wire, "Do
you feel ns savage as all tlmt, Mr,
For the second time In his llfo tho
thrill thnt was nkin to paltr cuioc to
Bryco Cnrdlgnn. Ho luughed. "If I
hnd known you were culling, Miss
.W ! HM HI i ii. I 1. Ii I i .1 fc
Sumner," he snld, "I shouldn't .hnve j
"Well, you're forgiven for several
reasons, but principally for sending t
mo thnt delicious blackberry pie.
Thank you so much." I
"Glad you liked It, Miss Sumner. I .
dare to hope tlint I may have the!
privilege of seeing you soon ngnln."
"Of course. One good pie deserves
nnother. Some evening next week,
when tlint denr old dnddy of yours
can spare, his boy, you might be In
terested to seo our burl-redwood-pnnclcd
dining room Uncle Seth is so
proud of. Would Thursdny night be
"Perfectly. Thnnk you a thousnnd
Sho bnde him good-night As he
turned from the telephone, his fnthcr
looked up. "Whnt nro you going to do
to-morrow, lad?" life queried.
"I hnve to do some thinking to
morrow," Bryco .answered. "So I'm
going up Into Cardigan's redwoods to
"The dogwoods and rhododendrons are
blooming now," the old man murmured
wistfully. Brycc knew what ho was
thinking of. "I'll attend to tho flow
ers for Mother," lie nssured Cnrdlgnn
and ho added fiercely: "And I'll at
tend to the battle for Father. We
may lose, but that mnn Pennington .
will know he's been tn a flght before
wo fin " '
Ho broko off abruptly, for he had
Just remembered tlint ho wns to dlno
nt tlio Pennington house tlio following
Thursday and ho was not tho sort of
mnn who smilingly breaks bread with
All about Brycc were scenes of
activity, of humnn endeavor, and to
him In thnt moment enmo tlio thought;
"My fnther brought nil this to pass
nnd now the task of continuing it is
mlnol AH those men who enrn a
living in Cnrdlgnn's mill and on Cardi
gan's dock those sailers who 6ail tho
ships that carry Cardigan's lumber
Into the distant mnrta of men aro de
pendent upon me; nnd my fnthor used
to tell mo not to fall them. Must my
father have wrought all this In vnln?
And must I stand by nnd seo nil this
go to sntlsfy the overwhelming nmbltlon
of n stranger?" Ills big hnnds clench
ed. "No 1" he growled savagely. "Give
me your last five annual statements,
Mr. Slnclnlr, please."
Tlio old servitor brought forth the
documents In question. Bryce stuffed
them Into his pocket and left the ofllce.
Three quarters of an hour Inter he en
tered the little nmpliithenter In the
Valley of the GInnts nnd paused with
nn expression of dismay. One of the ,
glnnts hnd fallen and lay stretched
Bryce Stood Dumbly Gazing Upon the
across the little clearing. In Its de
scent It had demollslLcd tlio little
white stone over his mother's grave
nnd hnd driven the fragments of tho
stone deep Into the earth.
The fact that tho tree was down,
however, wns secondary to tho fact
thnt neither wind nor lightning hud
brought It low, but rather the Impious
hand of man ; for the great Jagged
stump showed nil too plnlnly the
mnrks of cross-cut snw nnd nxe; n
pile of chips four feet deep Uttered the
For fully n minute Bryco stood
dumbly gazing upon the sncrllego be
fore his rage nnd horror found vent In
words. "An enemy hns done this
thing," he cried nloud to tho wood
goblins. "And over her gravel"
It was n burl tree. At tho point
where Bryce pnused n malignant
growth hnd developed on tho trunk
of tho tree, for nil tho world like n
tremendous wnrt. This wns tho burl,
so prized for tnble-tops nnd panelling
becnuso of tlvo fnct thnt tlio twisted,
wnvy, helter-skelter grain lends to the
wood an extraordinary beauty when
polished. Bryce noted thnt tho work
of removing this excrescenco hnd been
accomplished very nently. With n
crosb-cut saw tho growth, perhaps ten
feet In diameter, had been neatly
sliced off much us n housowlfo cuts
slice nfter slice from a lonf of bread.
Ho guessed that these slices, practi
cally circular In shape, hnd been rolled
out of the woods to somo conveyance
waiting to receive them.
Whnt Brycc could not understand,
however, wns tlio stupid brutality of
the raiders In felling tho tree merely
for that section of burl. By permit
ting tlio tree to stand nnd merely
building a singing up to tho burl, tho
latter could have been removed with-
out Vitni Injury to the tree wnereu
by destroying tho tree the wretches
hnd evidenced nil too clearly to Bryco
n wnnton deslro to ndd insult to in
Jury. "Poor old Dndl" ho murmured.
"I'm glnd now ho hns been unublot
get up hero and seo this. It &&,
have broken his heart. I'll havdj"
trco made Into fence posts nnd thi
stump dynamited and removed thin
summer. After ho Is operated on and
gets back Ills sight ho will come up
here and ho must nover know. Per-
hups ho will liavo forgotten how many
trees stood In this circle."
He paused. Peeping out from un
der a chip among the Utter at his feet
was the moldy corner of a whll
envetopc. In nn Instant Brycc hnd It
In his hund. The envelope wns dirty
nnd wentlierbenten, but to a certain
extent Uie redwood chips under which
It had Inln hidden had served to pro
tect It, and tho writing on tho face
wns still legible. The envclopo wns
empty nnd addressed to Jules Ron
deau, euro of the Lnguna Graudu
Lumber company, Sequoia, California.
Bryce rend nnd reread that address.
"Rondeau!" ho muttered. "Jules
Rondeau 1 I've licnrd thnt nnmo be
fore ah, yes I Dnd spoko of him last
night Ho's Pennington's woods-boss
An enemy had done this thing and
In nil the world John Cnrdlgnn hnd
but one enemy Colonel Seth Penning
ton. Ilnd Pennington sent his woods
boss to do tills dirty work out of
sheer splto? Ilurdly. The section of
burl wns gone, and this argued that
tho question of spite hnd been purely
a matter of secondary consideration.
Evidently, Bryce reasoned, someone
had desired that burl redwood greatly,
and thnt someone hnd not boon Julcci
Rondcnu, since n woods-boss would tint
bo likely to spend live minutes of his
lelsuro tlmo In consideration of tlio
beauties of a burl table-top or panel.
Hence, If Rondeau had superintended
tho task of felling tho tree, It must
havo been at the behest of a superior;
and since a woods-boss acknowledge
no superior save the creator of tho
pay-roll, the recipient of tlint stole
burl must have been Colonel Penning
ton. Suddenly ho thrilled. If Jules Ron
deau hnd stolen tlint burl to present
It to Colonel Pennington, his employer,
then the finished article must bo la
Pennington's homo I And Bryco hnd
been Invited to that home for dinner
tho following Thursday by tho Colonel's
"I'll go, after all," ho told himself.
"I'll go and I'll sec whnt I shall seo."
. CHAPTER VI
! When Shirley Sumner descended t
the breakfast room on tho morning
following her arrival In Sequoia, the
first glanco nt her uncle's stately
countenance Informed her tlint during
tlw night something hnd occurred to
Irrltnte Colonel Seth Pennington nnd
stnrtlc him out of his customary bland
"Shirley," he begnn, "did I hear yon
calling young Cardigan on tlio tele
phone nfter dinner Inst night or did
my enrs deceive me?"
"Your enrs nro nil right, Uncle Seth.
I cnlled Mr. Cardigan up to thank him
for the pie he sent over, and Incident
ally to Invito him over here to dinner
on Thursdny night."
"I thought I heard you asking some
body to dinner,, nnd ns you don't know
a soul In Sequoia except young Cardi
gan, naturally I opined that he was to
be the object of our hospitality."
I (Continued next week.)
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