The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-06-27
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 The door of the shack suddenly opened and the tall form of White Horse lowered before them. Calmiy, but with each word for-cful as bui- l let. White Horse spoke
 This thing is going to stop I've got 1 to have you in the woods tomorrow and you must get back to camp while you are able to walk. I've been a patient man today, but I've reached my limit Now clean out of here bef clean sullenly they turned upon him, snlttlng on their feet and glancing ai each other uneasily. And. seeing their doggednes, an omnibus glitter suddenly came into the gray orbe of the boss, and roughly he shouldered his way to the ] of the shack and drew small cylinder from his pocket
 Dynamite cartridge with a two-min- ute tail, he said as he sat it upon the wood box. and held flaming match above it. You want to dance and fight some more do you. We'll unless you hike out of here you'll all be doing a ouick-step tonight for the devil"
 No man knew, just how far White Horse would go in the enforcement of Struggling, cursing, roaring they fought their way out of the door and went swarming down the track, while the boss, extinguishing the fuse, stepped out on to the trampled sonw and threw his cartridge deep 1 70 the woods. Far down the track the runaways weer staggering into the distance. wranglins and bowling insanely.
 The afternoon sun sank until 1t seemed to rest on the tops of the west ern forest like broad gold piece pois- ed delicately. And the walking boss, arising from a log beside his cutter, where he had sat for an hour follow ing the rout, climbed up to the seat Back along the rough woods trail he went until the gleaming ice road lay before him, then turned upon it. v As his half galloping ponies swung around a bend of the forest road. they suddenly arose upon their hind legs with wild pawings at the air. Less than | dozen yards In front of them and ly- ing flat upon his back on the ice, was tee first of the fallen that White Horse had feared would litter the homeward route.
 The legs of the lumber jack kicked spasmodically and White Horse. snort ening' his reins, leaped to the ica. Cant ieave you here to freeze up solidp he gruntAd as he dumped the limp form headlong into the sleigh box behind. But I'll make you pay for this ride to- morrow"
 At the next turn of the road the first oath that had escaped his lips that cay burst from him explosively Fairly in front of him, locked in each others arms as they had gone to sleep fighting, were Jimmy Hard Boots and Ole Sawlog. Along the next hum dred yards more men were strewn like skirmishers fallen fin battle
 One by one tn walking boss laborf- ously raised them and piled them upon each other in the box, wedging the last map firmly between the dashboard and the seat
 The moon sailed high and the black shadows of the forest lay heavily upon the clearings. White Horse, hurrying back from Camp 2. where he had been summoned to quell an incipient riot, drew deep breath as he threw open the. door of the cook shop.
 They arN sleep.-Ig all right now They'll be fn fair hape to break their backs again tomorrow. and most like ly they won't lick up another drop of firewater until after the drive in the spring. Poor devils! There isn't much pleasure in this world for them--nok much--not much"
 And this is how White Horse deIiv. cred an impossible contract for FindIav Brothers on time to the dot, with scarce an hour to spare between success and a $50,00o loss,