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CHAPTER V
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Still, something did turn up.
Just at breakfast time, while Ben
was prowling the mill, admitting ro
himself that perhaps it was time to
look at his Lole card—the letter that
the old cruiser had sent to him with
its intriguing Inscription—a stranger
behind a light driving team swung into
the mill-yard, stopped and tied his
horses.
“Well, you had a fire!” he sald as
“See you've stillgot a
“Standing, yes. But that's all you
“That's tough!”
in genuine concern.
chance Ben Elliott?”
“1 am.”
“Elliott, my name's Blackmore. Glad
to see you! I was in here and talked
The man eyed him
“Are you by any
he was saving out some veneer logs
for me. I'm with the Veneer Export-
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of some more stuff to fill out a ship
ment. 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.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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