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Maybe with your mill shut down you might be interested.” “That's a close guess, Shoot!" “I'll pay you a hundred and twenty dollars a thousand for bird's eye maple and ninety dollars for veneer birch; standard specifications and delivery in- gide of two weeks on, say, thirty thon- sand. I know you're busy, so I name the top and pass any dickering.” A hundred and twenty. . . . And ninety for birch! Ben's heart leaped but he gave no outward indication af the great relief that surged through him. “T'wo weeks? he asked, “You. nnd less. Let's see. , . . I'l} have to have thirty thousand dellv- ered In just eleven days to be safe In getting 'em to Montreal on time. I'll take fifty thousand at the price but the thirty will have to be loaded and | on track first." i “That'll be fast production” “All of that! But if I can't get the stuff from you I can from Brandon by going up a few dollars a thousand. My cards are on the table, Elliott. Can we deal? len considered, rubbing bis chin with a knuckle, He looked up the road which led toward camp to See a man approaching with that quick, space de- vouring stride of the woodsman. “Had breakfast?" be asked “No. “Blanket your team and go eal ji have an answer for you by the Gime you're through.” As the veneer buyer entered the boarding house Bird-Eye Blaine—the traveler from camp—had reached the mill-yard. “For the love av—" he began, turn- ing his amazed stare from the mill to Elliott. “Yes, a fire, Bird-Eye. that now. Where'd you name?” “Me man" “l mean ‘Bird-Eye. call you that?" “Oh, that! Why, 1 looked veneer stuff from Brandon for years ontil i got sick with disgust fer LY mon.” “I gee. And you've been on the Hoot Owl for three years, haven't you? Know the timber pretty well?” “I know livery quarter stake by Its first name !" “How much bird's-eye and veneer birch Is there within draying distance of the steel? Let's get down to Cases, Do you think there's ten thousand? Or fifty? “Fifty Naw! Tin? twisting his head. *“Twict that, annyhow. ‘Nd om twinty-three the’ 's another bunch av ut. Scattered all through, too, but bunched, Misther Elliott, loike ye don’t goe ut frequent, That makes ut easy to git out.” “What I'm getting at is this: With the crew I've got could we get thirty thousand out in ten days?” Bird-Eye shrugged. “Domn, b'y, but that's a chore! With this crew av hay tossers?" He shook his head. “Mebby you could . . . you ‘nd Paul Bunyan. Most men couldn't even so much as start.” “Wait here. I'll see you in a few minutes.” He entered Buller's house where Able Armitage sipped coffee gloomily, Never mind get your name! Say, where does anny Why do they “This is the nineteenth,” Ben sald. can't be renewed and Interest on others that'll be due? My figures are all up at camp.” Able considered at length, “Three thousand might let us out Why" He put that question dryly. “1 just wondered.” Ben turned to Buller. “How many men will you need to get the mill in shape? I mean, how many can you use and not have them falling over each other?” “Oh, four or five besides myself.” Ben nodded. *“Thst'll give me Af teen of the mill erew to throw into the woods.” His eyes snapped as he looked back at Able. “A half hour ago I was feeling about half licked. I'l make the three thousand by the first or break my neck!" “What are you getting at, Benny?” Able demanded. “This.” Ben hitched his chalr close to the table and with a relish which in. dicated the love of battle, sketched his plan. By noon that plan was In partial operation, Bird-Eye Blaine, his duties as barn boss temporarily delegated to another, and Ben Elllott cruised through the timber north of camp, belt axes In their hands. And in the morning the camp crew, augmented by fifteen men from the mill, left off the work of felling timber in strips, scattered through the woods and dropped marked trees. Swampers were with them, clearing the way for teams that fol lowed close on the sawyers' heels and drayed these high quality logs out to the rallroad. Ben Elliott was everywhere. Bird Eye knew his specialty, he determined, and Ben let the little Irishman go It alone. Without help Blaine could find more veneer trees in a day than the crew could drop and get out to the decking grounds. “But it's a man's sized Job to keep your eye on such an operation!” Ben declared to Able. “I've got to watch suller and the mill, too. I've got to think about markets so we'll be all set when we commence to saw again, And the devil of it is I'm only one hand and there are only twenty-four hours in a day!” He grinned. “Where's this good man you told me about? Jeffers? Is that his name?" “Tim Jeffers? Over in the next town! Put I doubt he'll even listen. He hasn't wanted a Job in three years” “Doubting isn't knowing,” Ben sald grimly and the next afternoon drove hard for Jeffers’ little farm clearing. The old logger met Elliott with an eye that seemed at first to be hostile but which on closer observation proved to be only one of severe appraisal. “£0 you're after a camp foreman,” he sald. “No, I've quit the timber for good, Elliott. I'm through. A man has rouble enough without hunting it I'm not & young man, son, I've no years nor strength any more to put into another man's losing fight.” “We won't lose. Brandon's tried everything up to and incinding fire and he hasn't got me licked yet. Come along with me, Tim Jeffers, and we'll run him Into his hole!” But the man was obdurate and Ben left him, chagrined and a bit angered at his fallure, “Brandon's got a crimp in the whole countrys,” be muttered as be drove on toward camp. to do four men’s work. I'll tell the world!” office to inquire for head for the locomotive which was due. He wanted to start nding his veneer logs and getting them out to the siding as rapidly as they came from the woods. He had signed a contract with the time for delivery specified and wanted to run no chance of de lay. But the repair part was not there. “Got the bill of it,” the station agent sald. “But It hasn't shown up. Ought to be along tomorrow.” However, the next day did not bring the repairs and the driver of Ben's supply team reported the fact to him. “And the agent, he wants to see you,” the man added enigmatically. “Didn't that piston head come yet?” Ben demanded angrily of the supply teamster after the man's nest trip to town, “I told you the agent wanted to see you.” The other's manner Was doggedly mysterious and Eilllott, without further questioning, harnessed and drove to Tincup. The agent shook hands cordially and drew him inside the tiny ticket office. He spoke in a cautious tone, although they were alone. “The messenger on the train says he put that engine part off for me the night the bill came through. It aint here and I'm takin’ a chance of losing my job just telling you even that much.” Ben frowned, “What are you driving at? it's not here and you'll jose—~ You mean, the express company'il hold you responsi- ble for an article lost out of the de pot?” “That don't worry me. The ship ment came in and I never saw it and if 1 was to tell you that the only thing that could've happened was that it was taken off the truck while 1 was handling baggage it wouldn't be a bad But If certain parties knew 1 told you that much the railroad would get such a complaint about me that I'd be out of a job between days and don’t you forget it!” “Oh, 1 see.” Ben looked at a cal- endar. “It took them five days to get it back to me. Can't wait that long. Give me a telegraph blank. I'll have ‘em notify me by wire when they ship and if I have to meet trains myself . . . why, 1 can do that, too.” The other nodded and gave Ben a worried look, “I sort of liked the way you did up Duval in that log rollin’; and I heard about the trimmin' you gave Him at camp. And I'm , . . Well, I've seen enough raw stuff go on around this man's town to feed me up. I'l help you all 1 can but I've got kids to think about.” Ben made a wry face, “Even children don't seem safe” he sald. “Some of us have got only our dander invested in the particular fra- cus I'm mixing In, but everything the little McManus girl bas got 1s at stake” “Yup. You're— Little girl? “Yes, The McManus girl. She owns the Hoot Owl” “Oh,” the agent sald with a queer look. The following morning, a half hour after the men had gone to the woods, a sawyer came running toward the camp office just in time fo catch Ben before he left for the mill “Hi, Elliott!” he called a minute!” He came sleigh. “Hold on breathlessly up to the “Somebody cut three inches offen the measures last night Thought you ought to know, Logs three inches short might be thrown out” “Somebody cut How'd you a find that eut™ “Well, layin’ on a we left the measuring stick we'd dropped night. T'd marked It myself, figurin on making one more Jog before we quit and then we decided not to. It spowed just a durin’ the night I laid measure down again this morning and made another mark, for getting about the first which was cov. ered up with snow, you see When 1 marked, ## knocked the snow off the log, showing my first one three inches off. 1 thought that was funny so 1 measured again. Somethin’ was wrong, sure. We looked her over and found where a plece had been eut off the stick and then we saw where tracks—" “Be with you pronto,” Ben muttered as he turned his team back toward the barn, He found five of the saw gangs with tree last mite the it up shortened measures. Fortunately, the discovery was made early in the dny been made. However, it proved to Ben that menacing influences struck in an expected ways and from all quarters An unexplained snowshoe trail was found which led In from joe north and none knew who had made iL he visitor evidently had gone out by read in the dead of night. “Seems to me” Bird Eye sald shat night, “that 1 heard "bout two fellys trappin’ over ferninst Squaw lake. Moight be they ain't trappers a-tall, a-talll” Shortly after dinner on the follow. ing day Ben Elliott set out to investi gate this story of a trappers’ camp on Squaw lake, which lay to the nerth- ward of Hoot Owl Things were going swimmingly on the job. He was a bit ahead even of the stiff schedule of production he had set for himself and If the weather held reasonably good and he could frustrate these attempts to slow him up, he would turn the trick which engaged him for the present. It was a good six miles to Squaw lake but he did not follow the most direct route. Swung right and left pow and then, smiling when he came on a particularly fine plece of timber. Certainly, the Hoot Owl stuff looked belter every time he went through it Money standing on end for an orphan girl if he, Ben Elliott, should be strong enough to outlast Nicholas Brandon's ruthlessness and persistence! He won- dered about Dawn McManus, known and marked as the daughter of a muff. derer. Tough, he told himself, for a child to grow up under a cloud like that. He started back after a fruitless in- vestigation, and had pot gone more than half-way to camp when he came suddenly upon a fresh snowshoe trail He stopped short with a little thrill Another prowler? The one who had shortened his measures yesterday? The tracks were only moments old, he knew by the way the freshly falling snow lay in them, He took the trail at a swift walk, Don Stuart, old, “king of the river,” the town's leading citizen, town and Elliott, resenting finds a friend in Judge. Able Armitage. ber camp, the Hoot and town bully, er Ben worsts him in a fist leaving » letter for Elliott “to be refuses to open breaks out in the threatened to win mill. Ben, leading the fight for | gasoline. fambering town of Tincup, with Billott Is arrested and him to run the one lum- This belongs who has disappeared with Duval to beat up Ben, camp. Don Stuart dies, mes too tough” Ben his own efforts. Fire inst the flames that discovers the fire was started with came on a place where the one he fol- lowed had stopped and stood a mo- ment, turned around and then resumed his way. len went faster, breaking into a jog trot where the going was good. A half hour later he saw the moving figure before him, Ben saw him turn about, looking upward, stare into the wind which blew from the northwest and swing and go with it. Not com- pletely lost, as a greenhorn might be; not floundering in panic and traveling meaningless circles. but still far from certain in directions, Ben felt a tightening in his throat. This, the chances were, would be an encounter with one of the men who, most certainly acting on Brandon's or- ders, sought to hamper and hamstring him. A savage anticipation ran his veins with that: to meet this prowler would be a greater satisfaction, even, than throwing Bull Duval out of his camp had been. Elliott pushed on, moving faster than the other, cutting down the distance between them as the thickening gloom made it Impossiblé for him to see clear- iy at any distance. he man before him stopped sud denly and faced about. Elliott hesi- tated, wondering whether he had been seen or pot. If not, he wanted to trall secretly; if so— He had po doubt, now, that he had been seen, went forward reso- lutely, intent on meeting the wanderer with challenge. He dipped into a climbed the other slope | 80 he sharp ravine, . and came Ab “Good Afternoon” She Said Brusquely. face to face with the most lovely girl he could then or afterward remember having seen in bis life, Great brown eves looked at him, The pose was small, aristocratic ; the mouth red lipped, mobile, be imagined, but pow it was set rather grimly inte an expression of extreme petulance, He did mot register consciously the knitted toque of soft maroon wool, nor the well-tallored jumper and knickers. Impressions leaped at him in ensemble, rather than detail: a trim, trig, com- petent little figure. 4 “Oh!” he said, when she did not speak. “Oh . . . Why, hello!” He grinned, then, but no responsive gmile changed the girl's face or even lighted ber eyes. “Good afternoon,” she said brusquely, almost sharply. 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