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e*Vollege, and, honorary member o
*he Medical Atsociation of the Ontario
`VeterinaryCollege. Treats diseases of
all domestic animals by the most mod-
ern principles. Dentistry and Milk
Fever a spetial.ty. Office Opposite
Thcke Hotel, Main Street, Seaforth.
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03°d- to MY. Colonel 'Pennington was first to eni, 'caboose and getting it under eastra
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tte leating upon it, looked dow.n air of dial•ed indiffereace. He was. , jerked. his: irtsi.-;;Astlif the log,
eleg toward
haft to
e rear of
' log s a
t the ca-
waeereloot the p bottom
loga were eighteen fee4e*: With a
silent prayer of thenkete:Trovidence,
Bryce silid down to theeNtiling thus
formed. was still dViiileet above
the coupling, however" bi.jkhy leaning
over the swaying., bumping' edge and
swinging the axe with **hand, he
managed to cut through 'the'rubber
hose on the sti? 'conneetion. "The
blamed thing might hold and drag
the caboose along after. I've pulled
out the coupling -pin," , he. reflected.
"And I can't afford to take chances
now."
Nevertheless he took thern. Axe in
hand, he leaped down to the narrow
ledge formed by the bumper in front
of the caboose-drivting hie face into
the front of the caboose; and he only
grasped the steel rod leading from the
'e•ake-chains to the wheel on the roof
in time to avoid felling half stunned
between the front of the caboose and
the rear of the logging -truck. The
caboose had once been • a box -car;
hence there was no railed front plat-
formed in safety. Clinging perilously on
to which Bryce might have leap -
hereafter: but I want you to under -
"Bryce Cardigan," she sobbed. "I stand, Shirley, that such treatment
the bumper, he reached with his foot,
got his toe under the leVee on the saw him -he was riding a top log by me does not constitute a license
71 the train. He -ah, God halo for that fellow to crawl up in my lap
side, jerked it upward, and threw the eemea
•pin out of the coupling; then with and be petted. He is practically a
The Colonel shook her with sudden nauper now, which makes him a poor
his free hand he sweng the axe and ferocity. "Young Cardigan," he business risk, and you'll please me
cried sharply. "Riding the logs? Are greatly by leaving him severely alone
you certain?" -by making him keep his distance."
She nodded, and her shoulders "T'll not do that," she answered
0; hook piteously. with a quiet finality that caused her
reach it; and the caboose, though cut1 "Then Bryce Cardigan is gone!" uncle to favour her with a quick
Pennington's pronouncement was searching glance.
loose, had to be stopped, else with
the headway it had gathered, it ,too, solemn, deadly with its flat finality. He need not have worried, howev-
would follow the logging -trucks to 'No man could have rolled down in- er, for Bryce Cardigan was too well
glory. to Mad River with a trainload of logs aware of his own financial condition
, and survived. The devil himself to risk the humiliation of asking
For a moment Bryce cliang to the couldn't.'
brake -rod, weak and dizzy from the He heaved a great sigh, Shirley Sumner to share it with him.
effects of the blow when,- and added: "Well, that clears the Moreover, he had embarked upon a
down from the loaded truck to the
atmosphere considerably, although for war -a war which he ment to fight
all his faults, I regret, for his fa- to a finish.
caboose bufmper, his face had smash- ther's sake, that this dreadful affair
ed into the front of the caboose. His
CHAPTER XVIII
George Sea Otter, summoned by
telephone, came nut to Freshwater,
the station nearest the wreck, and
traneported his battered young mas-
ter hack to Sequoia. Here Bryce
sought the doctor in the Cardigan
e .street toward the log -lauding Aitting h his elbows on his kitees, dronso it deep lite. the'
where Bryce was ragging the lag- his chin in his eupped hands; and a the end, and
gard crew into something like their pipe thrust aggressively, Out the tor- cling to, erewIed tO5teti
ner of his mouth, the while he stiied •the load ,andloehed ct
moodily- at his feet. hoose coupling. The''40
Shirley/suspected she knew What he
was •thinking of; he was less than
.six feet from: her, and a morbid fascie
nation moved 'her tp remain it the
Window and watch the play of emo-
tions over his strong, stern faee. She
old-time speed. Presently the lece-.
'motive backed in and coupled to the
log train, and when she saw Bryce
leap aboard and .seat himself:- on a
top log- in such a positien that, he
eould not fail to see her at the gate,
'she waved to him. He threw her a
Careless , kiss, end the train:puile4
out. •told herself that should he move,
teive• prompt attention. Night calls'
Presently, when eMoira lifted her' ,sfhould he show,the slightest disposi-
treceiVed at the office.
Madonna glance 4 fbe frieze of tim- tion to raise his head and bring his
• JOHN GRIEVE, V. S.
Rimer graduate of Ontazio Veteriat
airy gollege. All diseases of domestic
animals treated. Calle promptlY
.tended to and charges moderate, Vet-
arinary Dentistry -a specialty. Office
and residence on_Cderich Street, one
door east of DVMackay's Office, Sea -
•;With.
411
A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S.
Graduate of Ontario Veterinary
College, University of Toronto. All
•diseases of domestic animals treated
by the most modern principles.
Charges reasonable. Day or night
leans promptly attended to. Office on
Main Street, Hensall, opposite Town
• Hall. Phone 116.
MEDICAL
DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL
Honour graduate of Faculty of
Medicine and Master of Science, Uni-
versity of Western Ontario, .London.
Member of College of Physicians and
Burgeons of Ontario. Office, 2 doors
east of post office. Phone 56, Hensall.
Ontario. 3004-tf
DR. J. A. MUNN
Successor to Dr. R. R. Ross
Graduate of Northwestern Univers-
ity, Chicago, Ill. Licentiate Royal
College of Dental Surgeons, Toront.
Office over Sills' Hardware, Main St.,
Reaforth. Phone 151.
DR. A. NEWTON-BRADY
Bayfield.
Graduate Dublin University, Ire-
land. Late Extern Assistant Master
Rotunda Hospital for Women and
Children, Dublin. Office at residence
Lately occupied by Mrs. Parson,s.
Hours, 9 to 10 an., 6 to 7 pp.;
Sundays, 1 to 2 p.m. 28667-26
DR. F. J. BURROWS
"19P Office and residence Goderich Street,
toast of the Methodist church, Seaforth.
Phone 46. Coroner for the County of
Enron.
DR. C. MACKAY
lit C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin-
aty University, and gold medallist of
Trinity Medical College; member of
the College of Physicians and Sur-
geons of Ontario. I --
DR. 11. HUGH ROSS
Graduate of University of Toronto
Faculty of Medicine, member of Col-
lege of Physicians and Surgeons of
Ontario; pass graduate courses in
Chicago Clinical School of Chicago;
Royal Ophthalmic Hospital, London,
England; University Hospital, Lon -
dim, England. Office -Back of Do:
minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5.
Night calls answered from residence,
Victoria Street, Seaforth.
AUCTIONEERS
F. W. AHRENS
Licensed. Auctioneer for Perth and
Huron Counties. Sales ' solicited,
Real Estate, Farm Stock, Etc. Terms
'of on application. F. W. Ahrens, phone
484 r 6, R. No. 4, Mitchell, Ont.
OSCAR W. REED
Licensed auctioneer for the Coun-
ties of Perth and Huron. Graduate
of Jones' School of Auctioneering.
Chicago. Charges moderate, and sat-
Ilefaction guaranteed. Write or wire
Oscar W. Reed, Staffa, Ont. Phone
11-2. • 2965x52
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THOMAS BROWN
Licensed auctioneer for the counties
of Huron and Perth. Correspondence
• arrangements for sale dates can be
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made by calling up phone 212, Sea -
forth; or The Erpositor Office. Marg.
es , moderate, and satisfaction guar-
anteed.
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Honor Graduate Carey Jones' Na-
, tonal School of Auctioneering, Chi -
*age. Special course taken in lore
Bred' Live Stock, Real Estate, Mer-
chandise and Parrs Sales. Rates in
,10910IngAegt prevailing market. Sat-
.:C*0 eicatired. Write or wire,
�.r1Clopp.- 241eli, Ont. Phone
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Licensed auctioneer for the County
of' Huron. Sales attended to in alt
parte a the county. Seven Oars' ex.
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! WO. Terms reasonable, Phone No.
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Ogee Solielted.
Patin PIMA, Rte.
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her on tixe skyline, there Wes new; eyes on a level with hers, she would
glory her eyes; and lo, it was dodge away from the window in time
•intinna in, the Woods, for over that to escape his scrutiny.
hill- Prince Charming had come to She reckoned without the engine.
her. and life was all crimson and
gold!
When the train loaded with Cardi-
gan logs , crawled in • on the main
track and stopped\at the log -landing
in Pennington's camp, the locomotive
uncoupled and backed in on the aid-
ing for the purpose of kicking the
caboose, in which Shirley and Colon-
el Penniiigton had ridden. to the woods
out onto the main line again -where
owing to a slight downhill grade, the
caboose, controlled by the brakeman,
could coast gently forward and be
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LONDON AND WINGHAM
North.
Exeter
Hensall
Kippen
Brucefield
Clinton Jct.
Clinton, Ar.
Clinton, Lv.
Clinton Jct.
Londesborough
Blyth
Belgrave
Wingham Jct., Ar
Wingham Jet, Lv
Wingham
South.
Wingham
Wingham Jct.
Belgrave
Blyth
Londesborough
Clinton Jct.
Clinton
Clinton Jct.
Brucefield
Kippen
Hensall
Exeter
a.m.
10.16
10.30
10.35
10.44
10.58
11.05
11.15
11.21
11.35
11.44
11.56
12.08
12.08
12.12
a.m.
6.55
7.01
7.15
7.27
7.35
7.49
7.56
8.03
8.15
8.22
8.32
8.47
C. N. R. TIME TABLE
East.
Goderich
Holrnesville
Clinton
Seaforth
St. Columban
Dublin
Dublin
St. Columban
Seaforth
Clinton
Holmesville
Geelericle
West.
a.m.
10.37
10.42
10.53
11.16
11.20
11.40
ELM*
6.00
6.17
6.25
6.41
6.49
6.54
p.m.
5.38
5.44
5.53
6.08
7.03
7.20
C. P. R. TIME TABLE
East.
Goderich
Meuse
likOktr
AnbOrn
Blyth
Walton
MeNught
Teronto • • • • ...........
est.
Toronts
MeNaught
Waltonfltyth
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MAU=
effetet
&Hiatt& • • ••• 11 eb*
4,414
p.m.
6.04
6.18
6.23
6.32
6.46
6.52
6.52
6.58
7.12
7.21
7.33
7.45
7.45
7.65
p.m.
3.15
3.21
3:32
3.44
3.52
4.06
4.13
4.20
432
4.40
4.50
5,05
p.m.
2.20
2.37
2.62
3.12
3.20
3.28
9.37
9.50
10.04
-10.13
10.30
a.m.
5.50
5.55
6.04
6.11
6.25
6.40
6.52
10.25
With a smart bump it struck the ca-
boose and shunted it briskly up the
siding; at the sound of the impact
Bryce raised his troubled glance just.
in time to see Shirley's body, yield-
ing to the shock, sway into full view
at the window.
With difficulty he suppressed a
grin. "I'll bet my immortal soul she
was peeking. at me," he soliloquized.
"Confound the luck! Another meet-
ing this afternoon would be embar-
rassing." Tactfully he resumed his
study of his feet, not even looking up
when the caboose, after gaining the
main track, slid gently down the
slight grade and was coupled to the
rear logging -truck. Out of the tail
of his eye he caught a glimpse of
Colonel Pennington passing along-
side the log -train and entering the
caboose: he heard the engineer shout
• erge at the rear of the, caboose. He
leaped) lightly down the steps, ran to
the front of the car, looked down the
track, and swore feelingly. Then he
darted back to the rear of the ca-
boose.
"All clear and snug as a bug un-
der a chip, my dear," he called to
Shirley. "Thank God, the caboose
became uncoupled -guess that fool
brakeman forgot to drop the pin; it
was the last car, and when it jump-
ed the track and plowed into the dirt,
it just naturally quit and toppled ov-
er against the bank. Come out, my
dear."
Shirley- came out; dry-eyed, but
white and trembling. The Colonel
placed his arm around her, and she
hid her face bn his shoulder and
shuddered. "There, there'!" he sooth-
ed her affectionately. "It's all over,
my dear. All's well that ends well."
"The train," she crged in a choking
voice. "Where is it?"
"In little pieces -down in Mad
River." He laughed happily. "And
the logs weren't even mine! As for
the trucks, they were a lot of ratty
antiques and'only fit to haul Cardi-
gan's logs. About a hundred yards
of roadbed ruined -that's the extent
of my loss, for I'd charged off the
trucks to profit and loss two years
ago."
it might be weli reineirsherALie
his own precious hide Was .0t. st4
also. He would have cut the caboeS,0'
out even if you and I -had•mot
it."
"No, he Would not," the insisfed,
for the' thought that he had done it'
for her sake was very sweet to her
and would persist "Cooped up in
the caboose, we did not know the
'train was running away until it was
too late for us to jump, while ;Bryce
Cardigan, riding out on the logs, trust
have known at almost inamediate/y.
He would have had time to jump be-
fore the runaway gathered too much
headway --and he would have jump-
ed, Uncle Seth, for his father's sake."
"Well, he certainly didn't stay for
mine, Shirley."
She dried her moist eyes and blush-
ed furiously. "Uncle Seth," she plead-
ed, taking him lovingly by the arm,
"let's be friends with Bryce Cardigan
--let's get together and agree on an
equitable contract for freighting his
logs over our road."
"You are now," he replied! severe-
ly, "mixing sentiment and business ;
if you persist, the result will be chaos.
Cardigan has in a large measure
squared himself for his ruffianly con-
duct earlier in the day, and I'll for-
give him and treat him with courtesy
drove the great steel jaws of the
to the brakeman -who had ridden ,coupling apart.
down from the head of the train to The caboose was cut out! But al -
unlock the siding switch and couple ready the deadly curve was in sight;
the caboose -to hurry up, lock the in two minutes the first truck would
switch, and get back aboard the en-
gine.
"Can't get this danged key to turn
ir the lock," the brakeman shouted
presently. "Lock's rusty, and some-
thing's gone bust inside."
Minutes passed. Bryce's assumed
abstraction became real, for he had
many matters to occupy his busy
brain, and it was impossible for him
to sit idle without adverting to some
of thm. Presently he was subcon-
sciously aware that the train was
moving gently forward; almost im-
mediately, it seemed to him, the long
string of trucks had gathered their
customary speed; and then suddenly
it dawned upon Bryce that the train
had started off without a single jerk
-and that it was gathering headway
rapidly.
ife looked ahead---eind his hair grew
creepy at the roots. There was no
locomotive attached to the train! It
was running down a two per cent.
grade, and because of the tremendous
weight of the train, it was gather-
ing momentum at a fearful rate.
The reason for the runaway dawn-
ed on Bryce instantly. The road, be-
ing privately owned, was, like most
logging -roads, neglected as to road-
bed and rolling -stock; also it was un-
dermanned, and the brakeman, who
also acted as switchman, had failed
to set the hand -brakes on the leading
truck after the engineer had locked
the air -brakes. As a result, during
the five or six minutes required to
"spot in" the caboose, and an extra
minute or two lost while the brake-
man struggled with the recalcitrant
lock on the switch, the air had leak-
ed away through the worn valves and
rubber tubing, anti the brakes had
been released -so that the train, with-
out warning, had quietly and almost
noiselessly slid out of the log -landing
and started on its me(' career, Be-
fore the engineer could .heat it to the
other switch with the locomotive, run
out on the main track, let the runa-
way gradually catch up with him and
bold it -no matter how or what hap-
pened to him or his engine -the first
logging -truck had cleared the switch
and blocked pursuit. There was noth-
ing to do now save watch the wild
runaway and pray, for of all the mad
runaways in a mad world, a loaded
logging train is by far the worst.
For an instant after realizing his
predicament, Bryce Cardigan was
tempted to jump and take his chance
on a few broken bones, before the
train could reach a greater speed
than twenty miles an hour. His
next impulse was to run forward and
set the hand -brake on the leading
truck, but a glance showed him that
even with the train standing still he
could not hope to leap from truck
to truck anti land on the round,
freshly peeled surface of tihe logs
without slipping for he had no calks
in his boots. And to slip now meant
swift and horrible death.
"Too late!" he muttered. "Even if
I could get to the head of the train,
• I couldn't stop ter with the hand-
brake; sfhould I succc1 in locking
the wheels, the brute would be doing
fifty miles an hour by that time --
the front truck vrould slide and skid,
• leave the tracks and pile up with me
et the bottom of a mess of wreelced
rolling -stock and redwood logs."
.Tlien he remembered. In the wild-
ly rolling caboose Shirley Sumner
rode with her* uncle, while less than
7.40 two .milet Ahad; the track sWtmg
11.48 a sharp 'enire high up alohg the 'hill.
12.01 tide above "Mer. Bryce kneW
.12.12 the leading tritk--trould never take
12.0 the eUrVia at) high licpeed, (4vn tho
aneieht r� lliti Attielt should tibia th!.
1241 gether Until 0friV- *ea tencle4,
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chin was bruised, skinned, and leoody;
his nose had been broken, and twin
rivulets of blood ran from his nos-
trils. He wiped it away, swung his
axe, drove the blade deep into the
as happened. Well, it can't be help-
ed, Shirley. Don't cry, my dear. I
know it's terrible, hut -there, there
my love. Do brace up. Poor devil!
For all his damnable treatment of
me, I wouldn't have had this happen
bumper and left it there with the for a million dollars."
haft quivering; turning, he climbed Shirley burst into wild eveepinee.
swiftly up the narrow iron ladder be- Bryc's heart laped, for he under- Redwood Lumber Company's little w
side the brake -rod until he reached sti41 ihe reason for her grief. She hospital and had his wrecked nose re -
the roof; then, still standing on the
ladder, he reached the brake -wheel had sent. him eway in anger, and he organized and his cuts bandaged. It fo
had gone to his death; ergo it would I was characteristic of his father's son N.
ackally be Ing afore Shirley would forgive
around until the wheel -blocks began lehat when this detail had been at -
and drew it promptly hut grju
to bite, when he exerted his temen- herslf. Bryce had not intended pre- tended to, he should go to the office in
t 1.1' If beforeh i hi
sen ting imse her n s i and work until the six o'clock whistle f
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of that buck& agoodeshogs of
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you, John Cardigan, 'did a
fine job of cleaning. Even'
far as to muss the. Colonel trix:41
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part. ae'r:Wt. fo:H:eawholwaos:gRtetYrtinar7oerieseel. 13d14:01;vi.40,
I wanted that 'nen Rondeaurta
theBrnayeaed-wtraasin;e1Yiee'vuedkl.lowlii's' fe,ther did
not know, then, of the act of vandal-
ism in the Valley of the Giants. This
fact strengthened Bryce's resolve. not
to tell him -also to get the fallen
monarch. sawed ,up and the- stump
blasted out before an operation
should restore his father's sight *and
reveal to him the crowning et-eel:Cy
of his enemy.
Arm in arm they walked up the
garden path together.
Just as they entered the house, the
telephone in the hall tinkled, and
Bryce answered.
"Mr. Cardigan," came Shirley
Sumner's voice over the wire.
"Bryce," he corrected her.
She ignored the correction.
"I -I don't know what to say to
you." she faltered.
"There is no necessity for saying
anything, Shirley."
"But you saved our lives, and at
least have a right to expect due and
grateful acknowledgment of our
debt. I rang up to tell you how
splendid and heroic your action
was "
"I had my own life to save, Shir-
tleimy"leY".,o,u did not think of that at the
"Weil -I didn't think of your un-
cle's, either," he replied without en-
thusiasm.
"I'm sure we never can hope to
catch even with you, Mr. Cardigan."
Don t try. Your revered relative
ill not; so why should you'?"
"You are making it somewhat hard
r to -to -rehabilitate our
iendship, Mr. Cardigan. We have
at passed through a most extraord-
ary day, and if at evening I can
eel as do now. I think you ought
do your share -and help,"
"Bless your heart," he murmured.
"The very fact that, you bothered to
ring me up at ale makes me your
debtor. Shirley, can you stand some
plain speaking -between friends, I
mean?"
"1 think so, Mr. Cardigan."
"Well, then," said Bryce, "listen to
this: am your uncle's enemy until
death do us part. Neither he nor I
pect to ask or to give quarter, and
m going to smash him if can."
"If you do, you smash me," she
arned him.
"Likewise our friendship. I'm
rry, hut it's got to be done 'if I
n do it. Shall -shall we say good -
'e, Shirley?"
"Yes -s -s!" There was a break in
er voice. "Good-bye, Mr. Cardigan.
wanted you to know."
"Goad -bye! Well, that's cutting
the mustard," he murmured sotto
Voce, "and there goes another bright
d a y -dream." Unknown to himself,
s poke directly into the transmit -
r, and Shirley, clinging half hope-
fully to the receiver at the other end
of the wire, heard him -caught ev-
ery inflection of the words, common-
place enough, but freighted with the
pathos of Byrce's first real tragedy.
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dous strength to the utmost and vrith batt.red and bloody condition, but Mew -
his knees braced doggedly against the sight of her distress now was' Old Cardigan was waiting for him • te
the front of the caboose, held the
wheel.
The brake screamed, but the speed
of the caboose was not appreciably
slackened. "It's had too good a
tart!" Bryce moned. "The momen-
tum is more than I can overcome.
Oh, Shirley, my love! God help
you!"
He cast a sudden despairing look
over his shoulder downward at the
coupling. He was winning, after all,
for a space of six feet now yawned
between the end of the logging truck
and the bumper of the caboose. If
he could but hOld that tremendous
train on the wheel for a quarter of a
mile, he might get the demon ca-
boose under control! Again he dug
his knees into the front of the •car
and twisted on the wheel until it
seemed that his muscles must crack.
After what seemed an eon of wadt-
ing, he ventured another look ahead.
The rear logging -truck was a hun-
dred yards in front of him now, and
from the wheel's of the caboose an
odour of something burning drifted
up to him. "I've got your wheels
'locked!" he half sobbed. "I'll bold
you yet, you brute. Slide! That's
it. Slide, and flatten your infernal
wheels. Rah! You re quitting --
quitting. I'll have you in rontrol be-
fore we reach bhe curve. Burn, curse
you, burn!
With a shriek of metal scraping
metal, the head of the Juggernaut
ahead took the curve, clung there an
instant, and was catapulted out into
space. Logs weighing twenty tons
were flung about like kindling; one
instant, Bryce could see them in the
more than he could bear. He coughed at the gate when hp reached home.
slightly, and the alert Colonel glanc- George Sea Otter had already given
ed up at him instantly. the old man a more or less garbled
"Well, I'll he hanged!" The words account of the runaway log -train, and
fell from Pennington''s lips with a Cardigan eagerly awaited his son's
heartiness that was almost touchinx. arrival in order to ascertain the de -
"I thought you'd gone with the train." tails of this new disaster which had
"Sorry to have disappointed you, come upon them. For disaster it
old top," Bryce replied blithely, "but was, in truth. The loss of the logs
I'm just naturally stubborn. Too bad
about the atmosphere you thought
cleared a moment ago! It's clogged
worse than ever now."
At the sound of Bryce's voice, Shir-
ley- raised her head, whirled and
looked up at him. He held his hand -
was trifling -perhaps three or four ex
thouend dollars; the destruction of
the 'rolling -stock was the crowning
misfortune. Both Cardigans knew w
that Pennington would eagerly seize
upon this point to stint his competi-
tor still further on logging -equipment ea
kerchief over his gory face that the that there would be delays -purpose- I),
night might not distress her; he could Nal hut apparently unavoidable -be-
have whooped with delight at the joy fore this lost rolling -stock would he h
that flashed through her wet lids. replaced. And in the interim the
"Bryce Cardigan," she commanded Cardigan mill, linable to get a suf-
sternly, "come down here this inst-
ant."
"I'm not a pretty sight, Shirley.
Better let me go about my business."
She stamped her foot. "Come here!"
"Well, since you insist," he replied
and he slid down the bank.
"How did you get up there -and
what do you mean by hiding there
spying on me, you -you --oh, you!"
"Cuss a little if iwill helnpay "
he suggested. "I had to get out of
your way-out of your Right- and
up there was the best place. I was
on the roof of the caboose when it
toppled over, so all I had to do was
step ashore and sit down."
"Then why did-n't you atay there?"
she demanded furiously.
"You wouldn't let me," he answer-
ed demurely. "And when J saw you
weeping because I was supposed to
be with the angels, I couldn't help
coughing to let you know I was still
hanging around, ornery as a book -
agent."
"How did you ruin your face, Mr.
Cardigan?"
"Tried to take a cast of the front
end of the caboose in my classic
countenance --that's all."
"But you were riding the top log
on the last truck-"
"Certainly, but I wasn't hayseed
enough to stay there until we struck
this curve. I knew exactly what was
Wein to happen, so I climbed down to
• the humPer of the caboose, uncoupled
it from the truck, climbed up on the
Hof, and managed to get the old
• thing under control with the hand-
brake; then I skedaddled up into the
brush beestuse I knew you were in-
' side, and- By the way, Colonel
..`Penninton, here is your axe, which
herreWd this afternoon. Much
• 'biled for Re use. he last up -train
PrehablY Wniting on tbe Sidi* at
*Ater to pass the late lament-
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401.
;0 -!'es
ficient supply of logs to fill orders ;n
hand, would be forced to close down.
Full well Pennington knew that any-
thing which tends to bring about a ho
shortage of raw material for any te
manufacturing plant will result in-
evitably in the loss of customers.
"Well, son," said John Cardigan
mildly as Bryce unlatched the gate,
"another hump, oh?"
"Yes sir -right on the nose."
"T meant another bump to your
heritage, my son."
(Continued next week)
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