The Yale expositor., 1905-01-13

twenty. 1t wouldn't be worth your
while"
That's my lookout. I'll take the
job" replied the logger grimly. "You
got 300,000,000 there, amt you? And
you're goin' to cut IT? 1t amt such a
| small job"
Thorpe could hardly believe his good
fortune In having gained so important
a recruit With a practical man as
foreman, his mind would be relieved
of great deal of worry over unfamil-
lar details. He saw at once that he
would himself be able to perform all
the duties of scaler, keep in touch with
the needs OF the camp and supervise
the campaign. Nevertheless he answer
ed the older mans glance with one as
keen and said:
Look here, Shearer, If you take this
job we may as well understand each
other at the start. This is going to be
my camp, and I'm going to be boss. l
don't know much about logging, and 1
shall want you to take charge of all
that, but l shall want to know Just
why you do each thing, and If my judg-
ment advises otherwise, my judgment
goes. If want to discharge a man, lie
walks without any question. / know
about what shall expect of each man,
and 1 intend to get 1t out Of him. And
In questions of policy mine is the say
20 every trip. Now, know you're
good man-one of the best there Is
and l presume shall find your Judg-
ment the best, but I don't want any
mistakes to start with. If you want
to be my foreman on those terms just
say so, and I'll be tickled to death to
have you"
For the first time the numbering mans
face lost, during single instant, its
mask of immobility. His steel blue
eyes flashed; his mouth twitched with
some strong emotion. For the first
time, too, he spoke without contempla-
tive pause of preparation.
That's the way to talkv' he cried.
eco with you? Well, 1 should rise to
remark! You're the boss, and always
said it, I'll get you a gang of bully
boys that will roll logs till there's skat-
ing in Tophet."
Thorpe left, after making an APP
pointment at his own hotel for the fol-
lowing day, more than pleased with
his luck. None the less, he anticipated
his next step with shaky confidence.
He would now be called upon to buy
four or five teams of horses and enough
feed to last them the entire winter, and
he would have to arrange for pro-
visions In abundance and variety for
his men; he would have to figure on
blankets, harness, cook camp utensils,
stoves, blacksmith's tools, iron, axes,
chains, cant hooks, van goods, pals,
lamps, oil, matches, all sorts of hard
ware-in short, all the thousand and
one things from needles to court plas-
ter, of which a self sufiicing commu-
nifty might come in need. And he
would have to figure out his require
ments for the entire winter. After
navigation closed he could import moth
ing more.
Deep in these thoughts he wandered
on at random. He suddenly came to
himself in the toughest quarter of Bay
City.
Through the summer night thrilled
the sound of cachinnations pointed to
the colors of mirth. 4 cheap piano
ratified and thumped through an open
window. Mems and women's voices
mingled in rising and falling gradua-
tons of harshness. Lights streamed
irregularly across the dark.
Thorpe became aware of q figure
crouched in the doorway almost at his
feet The Pickering rays of distant
street lamp threw into relief the high
lights of a violin and head. The face
upturned to him was thin and white
and wolfish under n broad white brow.
Dark eyes cleaned at him with the
expression of a fierce animal. Across
the forehead ran long but shallow
cut from which blood dripped. The
creature clasped both arms around
violin. He crouched there and stared
up at Thorpe, who stared down at him.
"What's the matterY asked the lat
ter finally.
The creature made no reply, but
drew his arms closer about his tnstru-
ment. Thorpe made q sign to the I'M
known to rise.
"Come with me-" said he, and TIL
have your forehead attended to-"
The eyes cleaned into his with a
sudden savage concentration Then
their owner obediently arose.