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I IB OF THE II
I j GIANTS
m mAUT7fOR or "capjpy &tcks9kJ&
H ItSPL . COPyRIGHT, gf PETER JB.KYNE mUM
1 ' ' SYNOPSIS.
H ' CHATTER I.-Ploneer In the California
ijjM redwood region, John Cardigan, at forty-
ijiJI ooven, la tlio leading cllUen of Sequoia,
8wnor of mills, ships, and many acres of
lmbr, a widower nfter throo years of
H married life, nnd father of two-day-old
H Bryco Cardigan,
H i- .' CHAPTER II.-At fourteen Bryoo makes
H the ncquplntance of Shirley Sumner, a vis.
H , , 'tor to Sequoia, and his junior by a few
B ' Kenr8-. ToRother thoy visit tho ValJey of
ijjM j the alants, sacred to John Cardigan and
iJjM i his son as tho burial place of nrroe's
H j inoHior, and part with mutual regret.
H j CHAPTKIt III.-Wlillo Dryc la at col.
H I lege John Cardigan mcotn with heavy
ijjM business losses and for tho first tlmo views
H the futuro with uncertainty.
. CHAPTEH IV. After graduation from
H college, nnd a trip abroad, Bryco Cardl
H gan comes home. On tho train lie meets
H Hhlrloy Sumner, on her way to Sequoia to
H make her home there with her undo,
H v Col. Pennington. Uryce learns that his
H father's eycBlght has failed and that Col.
H Pennington Is seeking to tako advantage ol
H tho old man's business misfortunes.
M CHAPTEIl V.-In the Valloy of th
H Clants young Cardigan flnds a treo felled
H directly across his mother's grave. Indl-
H cations are that It was cut down to secure
H ' the burl, and ovldenco seems to show that
H - Pennington and his woods-boss, Julei
Itondeau, are Implicated In the outrage.
M CHAPTER VI.-Dlnlng with Col. Pen.
ijjH nlngton and his niece, Dryco finds thi
H H room paneled with redwood burl, confirm-
H mg his suspicions of Pennington's guilt
iJIH In a diplomatic way, unpercelvcd by Shir
H loy, the two men declare war.
H CHAPTER VII. Pennington refuses U
H renew his logging contract with the Cardl-
iH gans, believing his action means bank-
H ruptcy for the latter. Dryco forces Ron-
iJIH deau to confess he felled the treo In tht
H Valley of tho Clants, at Pennington's or-
ijjM der. After punishing tho man. Bryc
H hurls htm at Col. Pennington, who, with
H Shirley, had witnessed tho fight Penning-
H ton Is humlllatod, and tho girl, Indignant,
ijjH , orders Iiryco to leavo her nnd forget tholi
H . friendship. He leaves, but refuses to ao
H r cept dismissal.
M f .t CHAPTER VIH.-Returnlng to Sequoia.
H the train on which Shirley, her uncle, and
iJIH Iiryco are traveling, breaks away from
H the locomotive, and Dryco, who could have
H escaped, at the risk of his life cuts out
H " the caboose and savos them from certain
H death, bolng painfully Injured in doing so.
M CHAPTER IX.-MoIra McTavIsh. chlla-
H hood friend of Ilryce and employed In nil
H ofllce, makes Shirley's acquaintance and
H the two become friends. Needing money
H badly, John Cardigan offers to sell Pen-
H i nlngton the Volley of the Giants, but the
H Colonel, confident the property must soon
1 ,, be his through the bankruptcy of hit
.v i. enemies, contemptuously refuses. Un-
', m known to her uncle. Shirley buya tht
vM.! ' Valley and the Cardigans have a newi
'I1 lease of business life. They Interest capl-
H it u Uki and docldo on a scheme to parallel
r"& & Ponntngton's logging railroad.
M W CHAPTER X.-Buchnnan Ogly, rail-
H ' V road contractor and Bryco'a college friend,
H la decided on by the Cardigans aa th
, man to figure as the builder of the pro-
- ! posed railroad. Bryce goes to San Fran.
H ' . cIsco to meet htm.
v & CIIAPTER Xl.-Ogllvy ostentatiously
M, A boglno work of surveying for the line,
H 1 which Is announced as a proposed through
d r?.u,0 Bennington, vaguely alarmed, de-
(i i cWes to block operations by makl ng It lm-
H t, poaelblo to secure a franchlso for the lint
, . J.hH?h BJuola. In this he plans to on-
H "'' -p Hst the aid of the mayor, Poundstone.
I; ' k.S.11'7?1 XII.-"Buck" Ogtlvy. ai
S builder of the projected Northern Call-
p ;Sr2.,ft. Oregon railroad, meets Molrn
Mh McTaytoh and la much Impressed. Bryce
m and his father make plans for securing a
' franchise for the lino from the city
f 'CHAPTER XHI.-Ogllvy. In a buslnesi
'L Interview, favorably Impresses the Mayor,
H and later engages that omclnl's son as at-
H tomey for the new road. Through him
' they obtain the temporary franchise.
i'1 Pennington, finally convinced that tht
M Cardigan Interenta are thlnd the scheme,
M sets to work io balk them.
H. "CHAPTER XlV.-Penhlngion refuiei
H ' Bryce the use of a locomotive fld truclci
H to move equipment for laying a switch,
H and Bryce and Ogllvy plan to steal both
H 4 and during tho night r In a crossing
H , cutting Pennington's tracks in the city.
H , Pennington bribes Mayor Poundstone to
Ignore the temporary franchise granted
H ' and to refuse a pormanent one. That
W night Pennington hears the Cardigan
H tracklaylng crew at work and hurries to
H the spot,
M, CHAPTER XV.-Bryce and Ogllvy dlsra-
H gnrd Pennington's trended remonstrances
, and continue work, but the Colonel gets
H word to the Mayor and also employs a
H desperado to shoot Bryce. Bryce Is wound-
H ed. Work on the track is stopped by the
H chief of police. Shirley accuses her uncle
H of conniving at tho murder of Bryce, and
the Colonel leaves for San Francisco ta
H safeguard his Interests through further
H legal proceeding).
H CHAPTER XVI.-Antlclpatlng Penning.
H ton's action, Ogllvy has made nrrango-
H monts to secure a restraining order from
H the federal courts enjoining the Colonel
H . from Interfering with the construction of
bbH their line. Victory for the Cardigans Is
M plainly In sight.
H CHAPTER XVn.-TJnder the protection
H of a United States deputy marshal the
Hf , Cardigan tracks are laid across Penning.
H ton's In Sequoia, the Colonel's henchmen
Hn Such wonuurful years I
H "It wns mlgrity flnc of you to bring
H flowers," ho announced presently. "I
H appreciate tlint. I wish I could see
H you. You must be a dear, nice, thought-
m ful girl. Won't you sit down and talk
H to mo?"
H "I f-hould bo glad to," she answered,
H f nnd scaled herself ou the brown car-
H . pet of redwood twigs close to his
H "So you camo up hero to do a lit-
H Uo clear Uilnklng," he continued in
B his dellberato, amiable tones. "Do
H 7m come here often?"
H "Thjjj is the third time In ten years,"
B - fche answered. "I feel that I have
H ., bo business to intrude hero. Tills is
H t:.I yopr Bhrlne, aud strangers .should not
H c ;. .profane It"
H ,'" '""l think I should have resented the
H a presence of any other person, Miss
, f 'Sumner. ' I resented you until you
' . . "I'm glad you said that, Mr. Cardl-
H ' gan. It sets me at ease."
H "1 hadn't been up here for nearly
. . t .. ..
two years until recently. You sco 1
I don't own tho Valley of tho Giants
"Indeed. To whom have you sold
"I do not know, Miss Sumner. I had
to sell; thcro was no other way out
of tho Jam Dryco nnd I were in; so
I sacrificed my sentiment for my boy.
However, the new owner has been
wonderfully kind nnd thoughtful. Sho
reorganized that old sktd-road so evon
nn old blind duffer Hko mo can find
his way in nnd out without getting
lost and she had this easy-chair raado
for mo. I havo told Judge Moore, who
represents tho unknown owner, to ox.
tend my thanks to his client Dut
words are so empty, Shirley Sumner.
If thnt new owner could only under
stand how grateful I am how pro
foundly her courtesy touches me "
"Her courtesy?" Shirley echoed.
"Did a woman buy the Giants?"
Ho smiled down nt her. "Why,
certainly. Who but rt woman and n
dear, kind, thoughtful woman would
havo thought to havo this chair made
and brought up hero for me?"
Fell a long stlcnco between thorn;
then John Cardigan's trembling hand
went groping out toward tho girl's.
"Why, how stupid of me not to have
guessed It Immediately 1" he said.
"You aro the new owner. My dear
child, If tho silent prayers of a very
unhappy old man will bring God's
blessing on yon there, there, girl I I
didn't intend to make you weop. What
a tonder heart It is, to be sural"
Sho took his great toll-worn hand,
and her hot tears fell on It for his
gentleness, his bcnlimancr. had touch
ed her deeply. "Oh, yon must not tell
anybody 1 You inusn't," she crlwl.
He put IiIh hand on her shoulder as
she knelt before him. "Good land of
love, girl, what mndo you dolt? Why
should a girl like you give a hundred
thousand for my Valley of tho Giants?
Were you" hesitatingly "your un
"No. I bought It myself with my
own money. My uncle doesn't know I
am the new owner. You see, he want
ed it for nothing."
"Ah, yes. I suspected as much a
long time ago. Your uncle Is the
modern type of business man. Not
very much of an Idealist I'm afraid.
But tell me why you decided to thwart
the plans of your relative."
"I know It hurt you terribly to sell
your Giants; they were dear to you
for sentimental reasons. I understood,
also, why you were forced to sell; so
I well, I decided the Giants would be
safer In ray possession than In my
uncle's. In all probability he would
have logged this vaftoy for the soke
of the clenr seventy-two-lnch boards
he could get from these treco."
"Thnt does not explain satisfactor
ily, to me, why you took sides with a
stranger against your own kin," John
Cardigan persisted. "There must be
a deeper nn mora potent reason,
Mjsj Hlilrlej- SumnerV' & r
"Well," SJifrieF roadT answer, glad
he could not seo tho flush of confusion
and embarrassment that crimsoned
her cheek, "when I came to Sequoia
last May, your son nnd I met quite
'accidentally. The stage to Sequoia
had already gone, and he was gracious
enough to invite mo to make the Jour
ney in his car. Then we recalled hav
ing met as children, and pretontly I
gathered from his conversation that he
and his John-partner, ns he called you,
were very dear to each other. I was
witness to your meeting that night
I saw him take you In his big arms
and hold you tight because you'd
gone blind while ho was away having
a good time. And you hadn't told
him I I thought that was brave of
you; and later, when Dryco and Molrn
McTavlBh told me about you how
kind you were, how you felt your
responsibility toward your employees
and the community well, I Just
coulfln't help n leaning toward John
partner nnd John-partner's boy, bp
causo tho boy wns so tine nnd true to
his father's ldenls."
"Ah, he's a mun. He Is Indeed," old
John Cardigan murmured proudly. "I
daro sny you'll never get to know him
intimately, but If you should "
"I know him Intimately," sho cor
rected him,. "Ho saved my life tho
day the log-train ran away. And that
wns another reason. I owed him n
debt, and so did my uncle; but Uncle
wouldn't pay Ills share, and I had to
pay for him."
"Wonderful," murmured John Cardi
gan, "wonderful I Dut still you huvcti't
told mo why you paid a hundred
thousand dollars for the Giants when
you could have bought them for fifty
thousand. You had a woman's reason,
I dare sny, and women always renson
from the heart never the head. How
ever, if you do not care to tell mo, I
shall not Insist Fcrhaps I have ap
peared unduly Inquisitive."
"I would rather not tell you," she
A gentle, prescient smile fringed his
old mouth ; he wagged his leonine head
as If to say: "Why should I ask,
when I know?" Fell again a restful
silence. Then j
"Am I allowed one guess, Miss
"Yes, but you would never gucsa the
"I am a very wise old man. When
one sits in the dark, ono sees much
that was hidden from him In the full
glare of tho light My son Is proud,
manly, Independent, and tho soul of
honor. Ho needed a hundred thousand
dollars; you knew It Probably your
uncle Informed you. You wanted to
loan him some money, but you
couldn't You feared to offend him by
proffering It; had you proffered It he
would have declined It So you
bought my Valley of tho Glhnts at
n preposterous price nnd kept your
action a secrot" And ho patted her
hand gently, ns If to sllenco nny denial,
while far down tho skld-rond a voice
n hnlf-trnlned baritone floated faint
ly to them through the forest Some
body was singing or rather chanting.
n singularly tuneless refrain, wild
"Wliat Is that?" Shirley cried.
"That Is my son, coming to fetch
his old dnddy home," replied John
Cardigan. "That thing ho's howling Is
an Indian war-song or paean of
triumph something his nurse taught
him when ho wore pinafores. If you'll
excuso me, Miss Shirley Sumner, I'll
leavo you now. I generally contrive,
to meet him on the trail."
.Ho bade her good-bye and started
down the trail, his stick tapping
ngnlnst tho old logging-cable stretched
from tree to tree besldo tho trail nnd
Shirley was tremendously relieved.
She did not wish to meet Dryco Cardi
gan to-day, and she was distinctly
grateful to John Cardigan for his nice
consideration In sparing her nn Inter
view. She seated herself In tho lumber-Jack's
ensy-chalr so lately vacated,
and chin In hand gave herself up to
meditation on this extraordinary old
man nnd his extraordinary son.
A couple of hundred ynrds down the
trnll Dryce met his father. "Hello,
John Cardigan I" ho called. "What do
you menn by slcallyhootlng through
theso woods without n pilot? Eh?
Explain your reckless conduct"
"You great overgrown duffer," his
father retorted affectlonntdly, "I
thought you'd never come," Ho reach
ed Into his pocket for n hnndkcrchlef,
but failed to find It and searched
through another -pocket nnd still
another. "Dy gravy, son," he remark
ed presently, "I do believe I loft mj
silk handkerchief the one Molrn
gave me, for my last birthday ur
? l 1 n
I sssffstsssW 1 lB lB9JA 11 bVIbsV MbVMI
I mml, J lib
"I Wouldn't Lose That Handkerchief
for a Farm."
yonder. I wouldn't lose that hundker
chlef for a farm. Skip along and find
It for me, son. I'll wait for you here.
"I'll bo back In a pig's whisper," his
son replied, and started briskly up
the trail, while his father leaned
ngalnst a madrono tree and smiled his
prescient little smile.
Bryco's brisk step on tho carpet oi
withered brown twigs aroused Shirley
from her reverie. When sho looked up
he was standing in the center of the
little amphitheater gazing nt her.
"You you l she stammered, nnd
roso as If to flee from him.
"The governor sent mo back to look
for his handkerchief, Shirley," he ex
plained. "He didn't tell mo you wore
here. Guess ho didn't hear you." He
advanced smilingly toward her. "I'm
tremendously glad to see you today,
Shirley," he snld, nnd paused beside
her. "Fnto lins been singularly kind
to me. Indeed 1'vo been pondering nil
dny ns to Just how I wns to nrrnngo n
private and confidential little chat
with you, without calling upon you ol
your uncle's house."
"I don't feel like chatting today,"
sho answered a Httlo drearily and
then he noted her wet lushes. In
stantly ho was on ono knee beside her;
with tho nmnslng confidence that had
always distinguished him In her eyes
his big left arm went around her, and
when her hands went to her fnce he
drew them gently uwny.
"I've waited too long, sweetheart,"
he murmured. "Thnnk God, I can tell
you at last all the things that have
been accumulating In my heart. I love
you, Shirley. I've loved you from that
first day we met at the station, and
all these months of strife nnd reprot-
' " ' i -' i . i ... in
slon have merely served to make me
lore you the more. Perhaps you have
been all the dearer to me because you
seemed so hopelessly unattainable."
Ho drew her head down on his
breast; his great hand patted her hot
check; his honest brown eyes gazed
earnestly, wistfully Into hers. "I love
you," be whispered. "AH that I have
oil that I am all that I hope for 1
offer to you, Shirley Sumner; and In
the shrine of my heart I shall hold you
sacred while life shall last You nro
not Indifferent to nie, dear. I know
you're not ; but tell me nnswer mo "
Her violet eyes wore uplifted to his
ond In them ho read the answer to hN
cry. "Ah, mny I?" he murmured, nnd
"Oh, my denr, impulsive, gentlo big
Bwecthenrt," she whispered nnd then
her nrms went around his neck, and
the fullness of: her happiness found
vent In tears he did not seek to hnve
her repress. In tho snfo haven of
his arms sho rested; and there, quite
without effort or distress, she managed
to convey to him something more than
nn Inkling of the thoughts thnt were
wont to como to her whenever thej
"Oh, my love I" ho cried happily. "I
hadn't dared dream of such happiness
until today. You were so unattain
able the obstacles between us were
so many nnd so grent "
"Why todny, Dryce?" sho Interrupt
He took her adorable little nose In
his grent thumb and forefinger nnd
twenked It gently. "The light began
to dawn yesterday, my dear little en
emy, following an Interesting half
hour which I put In with his honor the
mayor. Acting upon suspicion only,
I told Poundstone I wns prepnred to
send him to the rock pile If ho didn't
behnve himself In .the mntter of my
pcrmnncht franchise for the N. C. O.
nnd the oily old Invertebrate wept nnd
promised mo anything If I wouldn't
disgrace him. So I promised I wouldn't
do nnytlilng until the franchlso mat
ter should bo definitely settled after .
which I returned to my office, to find
awaiting me there no less a person
than the right-of-way mnn for tho
Northwestern Pnclflc. no was n per
fectly delightful young fellow, nnd he
had a proposition to unfold. It seems
the Northwestern Pnclflc hns decided
to build up from Wllllts, and all thnt
powwow nnd publicity of Duck Ogll
vy's nbout the N. O. 0. wns In nil
probability the very thing that spurred
them to nctlon. They figured the
C. M. & St. P. wnB bnck of tho N. 0. O.
that It was to be tho first link In a
chnln of const roads to be connected
ultimately with the terminus of the
0. M. & St. P. on Gray's Harbor, Wash
ington. And If the N. 0. O. should be
built It meant that a rival road would
get the edge on them In the .mntter
of every stick of Humboldt and Del
Norte redwood and they'd bo left
holding tho sack."
"Why did they think that, denr?"
"That amazing rascal, Duck Ogllvy,
used to bo a C. M. & St P. man ; they
thought they traced an analogy, I dare
say. Perhaps Buck fibbed to them. At
any rate this right-of-way man wns
mighty anxious to know whether or
not the N. C O. hnd purchnscd from
the Cnrdignn Redwood Lumber com
pany a site for a terminus on tide
water (we control all the deep-water
frontage on the bay), and when I told
him the deal had not yet been closed
he started to close ono with me."
"Did you close?"
"My dear girl, will a duck swim?
Of course I closed. I sold three-quarters
of all we had, for three-quarters
of a million dollars, and an hour ago
I received a wire from my attorney In
San Francisco Informing me that the
money hnd been deposited in escrow
there awaiting formal deed. That
money puts the Cardigan Redwood
Lumber company In tho clear no re
ceivership for us now, my dear one.
And I'm going right ahead with the
building of the N. C. 0. whllo our
holdings down on the San Hedrln
double In value, for the reason that
within three years they will bo acces
sible and can be logged over tho rails
of tho Northwestern Pacific I"
"Dryce," Shirley doclared, "hnvon't
I always told you I'd never permit you
to build the N. 0. O.?"
"Of course," ho replied, "but surely
you're going to withdraw your objec
"I nm not. You must choose be
tween the N. 0. O. and me." And she
met his surprised gnzc unflinchingly.
"Shirley I Yon don't mean It?"
"I do mean tt I have always meant
It I lovo you, denr, but for nil that
you must not build that road."
Ho stood up and towered above her
sternly. "I must build It. Shirley. I've
contracted to do It, and I must keep
faith with Gregory of the Trinidad
Timber company. He's putting up tho
money, nnd I'm to do the work nnd
operate the line. I enn't go back on
"Not for my snke?" she plended. no
shook his head. "I must go on," he
"Do you realize what that resolution
means to us?" Tho girl's tones were
grave, her glance graver.
"I realize what It means to me I"
Sho camo closer to him. Suddenly
the blnzo In her violet oyes gave way
to one of mirth. "Oh, you dear big
booby 1" sho cried. "I was Just test
ing you'." And sho clung to him, laugh
ing. "You nlwnys beat me downyou
nlwoys win. Dryce, dear, I'm tho La
gunit Grande Lumber compnny nt
least I will bo tomorrow, and I repeat
for tho last tlmo that you shall not
build the N. 0. O. because I'm going
to oh, dear, I shall die laughing nt
you becauso I'm going to merge with
tho Cnrdignn Redwood Lumber com
pnny, and then my railroad shall be
your railroad, and we'll extend It nnd
haul Gregory's logs to tidewater for
him also. And silly, didn't I tell you
you'd novr build the N. 0. 0.?" 4
ii in in 1 1 i f1 - " --
God blew my mildewed soull" he
murmured, nnd drew her to him.
In tho gathering dusk they walked
down the trail. Dcsldc tho madrono
tree John Cardigan wnlfed patiently.
"Well," he queried when they
Joined him, "did you find my handker
chief for me, son?"
"I didn't find your handkerchief,
John Cardigan," Dryce answered, "bul
I did find whnt I suspect you sent mo
"I'm the Laguna Grands Lumber Com
pany." back for nnd that Is a perfectly won
derful daughter-in-law for you!"
John Cardigan smiled and held out
his nrms for her. "This," ho said, "lg
tho happiest day that I have known
, since my boy wns born."
Col. Scth Pennington wns thoroughly
crushed. Look which way ho would
the bedeviled old rascal could find no
loophole for escape.
"You win, Cardigan," he muttered
dciporntely as he sat In his office after
Shirley had left hlra. "You've had
more than a shade In every round thus
fnr, nnd nt the finish you've landed a
clean knockout. If I had to fight any
man but yon "
ne sighed resignedly nnd pressed
the push-button on his desk. Sexton
entered. "Sexton," he said bluntly
nnd with n slight quiver in his voice,
"my niece and I have hnd a disagree
ment. We have quarreled ovor young
Cardigan. She'B going to mnrry him.
Now, our uffnlrs nro somewhat In
volved, nnd In order to straighten them
out we spun n coin to see whether she
should sen her stock In Lngurm
Grande to me or whether I should sell
mine to her and I lost. The book
valuation of the stock at the close of
last year's business, plus ten per cent
will determine the selling price, and I
shnll resign ns president You will,
In nil probability, be retained to man
age the company until It Is merged
With the Cardigan Redwood Lumber
company when, I Imagine, you will be
given ample notice to seek a new Job
elsewhere. Cnll Miss Sumner's attor
ney, Judge Moore, on the telephone
and ask him to come to the office at
nine o'clock tomorrow, when the pa
pers can be drawn up and signed.
Thnt Is all."
Tho Colonel did not return to his
home In Redwood boulevard that night.
He had no appetite for dinner and sat
brooding in his ofllce until very late;
then he went to the Hotel Sequoia and
engaged a room. He did not possess
sufficient courage to face his niece
At four o'clock the next day the
Colonel, his baggage, his automobile,
his chauffeur and the solemn butler,
James, boarded the passenger steamer
for San Francisco, and at four-thirty
sailed out of Humboldt bay over the
thundering bar and on Into the south.
Tho Colonel was still a rich man, but
his dream of a redwood empire had
faded, and once more ho was taking
up the search for cheap timber.
Whether he ever found It or not Is a
matter thnt does not concern ns.
At n moment when young Henry
Poundstono's drenm of legal opulence
wns fndlng, when Mnyor Poundstono's
hopes for domestic penco had been
shattered beyond repulr, the while his
cheap political aspirations had been
equally devastated because of a cer
tain damnable document In the posses
sion of Dryce Cardigan, many events
of Importance were transpiring. On
tho veranda of his old-fashioned home
John Cnrdignn snt tnpplng the floor
with his stick and dreaming dreams
which for the first tlmo In many yenrs
wcro rose-tinted. Beside him Shirley
sat, her glance bent musingly out
ncross the roofs of Sequoia nnd on to
tho bay shore, where the smoke nnd
exhaust steam floated up from two
snwmllls hor own nnd Bryco Cardi
gan's, To her came nt regularly spaced
Intervals the fnlnt whining of tho saws
ond the rumble of log trains crawling
out of the log dumps; high over the
piles of bright, freshly suwn lumber
she caught from time to time tho flash
of white spray as tho grent logs tossed
from tho trucks hurtled down the
skids and crashed Into tho bny. At
the docks of both mills vessels were
loading, their tnll spars cutting the
sky lino nbove and beyond tho smoke
stacks; fnr down the bay a steam
schooner, loaded until her main deck
was almost flush with the water, was
putting out to sea, and Shirley heard
the faint echo of her siren as she
whistled her Intention to pass to star
board of s wind Jammer Inward bound
In tow of a Cardigan tug.
"It's wonderful," she said presently,
apropos of nothing. A
"Aye," he replied In his deep, mele
! dlous voice, "I'va been Bitting here, my
dear, listening to your thoughts. Yem
' know something, now, of the tlo that
binds my boy to Sequoia. Tills" he
waved his arm abroad In tho dnrk
ncss "this la tho true essence of life
to create, to develop tho gifts thnt
God has given us to work nnd know
tho blessing of wenriness to have
dreams and sec them come tme. That
Is life, and I hnve lived. And now I
nm ready to rest." He smiled wist
fully. " 'The king Is dead. Long llvo
the king.' I wonder If you, rnlAan
you have been, can fnCo life In jjM&'
resolutely with my Bon. It Is ITCl,
drab sawmill town, whero life unfolds
gradually without thrill whero the
years stretch ahead of ono with only
trees, among simple folk. Tho life
may be hard on you, Shirley; one has
to acquire a tnsto for It you know."
"I hnve known the lilt of battle,
John-pnrtner," she nnswered; "hence
I think I enn enjoy the sweets of vic
tory, I nm content." g
"And whnt a run you did glvo that
boy Dryce J" B
She laughed softly. "I wanted him I
to fight; I hnd a great curiosity to see y
the stuff that was In him," she cx
Next day Dryco Cardigan, riding tho I
top log on tho end truck of a lond
train Just In from Cardigan's woods
in Township Nine, dropped from the
end of tho log as the train crawled
through the mill yard on Its way to
tho log dump. Ho hailed Buck Ogtlvy,
where tho latter stood In tho door oj
tho ofllce. '
"Big doings up on Ltttlo Laurel
creek this morning, Buck."
"Do tell P Mr. Ogllvy murmured
"It wns great" Bryco continued,
"Old Duncan McTavIsh returned. 1
knew ho would. His year on tha
mourner's bench expired yesterday,
and he came back to claim his old Job
of woods boss."
"He's ono yenr too late," Ogllvy de
clared. "I wouldn't let that big Cnna
dlan Jules Rondeau quit for a farm.
Some woods boss, that and his first
Job with this company was the dirtiest
you could hand him smearing grease. J
on the skid road at n dollar and a half f
a day- and found. He's made too good I
to lose out now. I don't care whnt his
private morals may be. Ho can get
out the logs, hang his rascally hide,
and I'm for him."
Tin afraid yon haven't anything tcj
say about it, Buck," Bryce replied
"I haven't eh? Well, any time yotf
deny mo the privllego of hiring nnd
firlnt- Vnil'ro rminrr tft Via Sltit Mia ont-tri
j Ice of n rattling good general mnna
I ger, my son. Yes, slrl If you hold
, me responsible for results I must sea
led the tools I want to work with."
"Oh. very well," Bryce laughed.
"Have It your own way. Only if you
can drive Duncan McTavIsh out of
Cardigan's woods I'd like to see yon
do It Possession Is nine points of
the Inw, Buck and Old Duncan is In
''What do you menn In possession?"
"I mean thnt at ten o'clock this
morning Duncan McTavIsh appeared
at our log landing. Tho whisky fat
was all gone from him and he ap
peared forty years old Instead of the
sixty that ho Is. With a whoop he
came Jumping over tho logs, straight
for Jules Rondeau. The big Canuck
saw him coming and knew what hu
visit portended so he wasn't taken
unnwnrcs. It was a case of fight fofr
his Job nnd Rondeau fought."
"The devil you say I"
"I do and thert was the devil Ml
pay. It wns a rough and 'tumble and
no grips barred Just the kind of a
fight Rondeau likes. Nevertheless Old
Duncan floored him. While he's been
away somebody taught him the ham
mer lock and tho crotch hold and a
few more fancy ones, and he get ta
work on Rondeau in a hurry, u
fact he had to, for If tho ttutsle had
gone over five minutes Rondeau's"
youth would havo decided the issue."
"And Rondeau was whipped?"
"To a whisper.- Mac floored him,
and choked him until he beat the $
ground with his free hand In token of
surrender; whereupon old Duncan let
him up, and Rondeau went to his
shanty and packed his turkey. The
last I saw of him he was headed over
the hill to Camp Two on Laguna
Grande. He'll probably chase that as
sistant woods boss I hired after the
consolidation out of Shirley's woods
and help himself to the fellow's Job.
I don't care If he does. What Interests
mo Is the fact that the old Cardigan
woods boss Is back on the Job In Car
digan's woods, nnd I'm mighty glnd of
tt Tho old horscthlef ho's had his
lesson and will remain sober here
after. I think he's cured."
"The infamous old outlaw I"
"Muc knows tho San nedrln as I
know my own pocket. He'll bo a tower
of strength when wo open up thnt
tract nfter tho rnllrond builds In. By
tho way, has my Mad been down this
"Yea. Molrn read the mnll Jyfc&
and then took him up to tho Vamft'
the Giants. Ho said ho wanted i do
n little quiet figuring on that new
steam schooner you're thinking of
building. He thinks sho ought to be
bigger big enough to carry two mil
Dryco glanced at his watch. "It's
hnlf after eleven," ho said. "Guess I'll
run up to the Giants nnd bring him
homo to luncheon."
Ho stepped Into tho Napier standing
outside tho ofllce and drovo awny.
Duck Ogllvy waited until Dryce was
out of sight; then with sudden deter
mination he entered the office.
"Molra," he sold abruptly, approoch-
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