The Durham recorder. [volume] (Durham, N.C.) 1879-19??, 1908-03-13

would not be paid for his labor in cut
ting and banking it. At once he began
to below through the woods:
"Hey, Fitz Patrick! Come here, you
blank, BANKED, blank of a blank! Come
herev'
The scaler swung leisurely down the
travoy trail and fronted the other with
level eyes.
"Well?" said he.
"W'hy amt that log marked"
II cuIled It,"
saint it sound and good? Is there
mark on It? A streak of punk or rotf
Amt 1t good timber? What tn blanks
tn matter with it? You tried to do me
out of that, you blank skunk"
A log Is culled or thrown out when
for any reason it will not make good
| timber.
"I'll tell you, Jimmy Bourke," replied
Fitz Patrick calmly, 9TH stick is sound
and good or was before your murderin'
crew got hold of 1t, but II ven take a
squnt at the butt of 1t yen see that
your gang has sawed her on six
inch slant. They've wasted a good foot
OF tn log. spoke OF that afore, an
now give We warnin' that Gull every
log. big or little, punk or sound, that
amt sawed square and true across tn
butt"
9Th log is sound an good, an ven
scale it. or I'll know tn reason why!"
1T will not" replied FitZ Patrick.
The following day he culled log in
another and distant skidway whose
butt showed slant of a good six
inches. The day following he culled
another Of the same sort on still an
other skiAway. He examined it close
IL, then sought the Rough Red.
at Is useless, Jimmy Bourle." said
he. "to he hauling Of that same POOR
log from skidway to skilway. You
can shift her to every travoy trail in
tn Cr0thers tract, but II will do We lit
tie good. I'll Gull II wherever l find
it. and never will ye get tn scale of
that log"
The Rough Red raiTcd his hand, then
dropped 1t again, whlrled away with a
curse. whiried back with another and
spat out:
by -. Fitz Patrick. We go too far
we've bounded me and harried me
through tn woods all tn year! BY -
It's good stick. an We shall scale it,
"Yo' an yore old fellows is robbers
alike" cried one of the men.
Fltz Patrick turned on his heel and
resumed his work. The men ceased
theirs and began to talk.
That night was Christmas eve. Aft
er supper the Rough Red went direct
, IL from the cook camp 70 the men't
camp. FitZ Patrick. sitting lonely il
the little office. heard the sounds o
debauch rising steadily Ike mysterious
storm winds in distant pines. HI
: shrugged his shoulders and Tailed hi
: days scaling and turned into his bunl
r YEARLY. for Of holidays there are nom
in the woods save Sunday. Abon
- midnight some one came in. Fitz Pat
. rick. reused from his sleep by aimles
, biunderings. truck light and saw in
J. cook looking uncertainty toward hin
. through blood clotted iashes. The maj
was partly drunk. partly hurt. bu
r more frightened.
"Le' me stay" pleaded the man. a.
, won't bother you. won't even max
, a noise. I'm skeered."
, Course you can stay" replied th
scaler. Come here"
4 lie washed the mans forehead an,
. bound up the cut with surgeons p'as
ter from the van. The man fell silent
q looking NJ him In wonderment for sucI
4 Kindness.
Four hours later dinly through II
mist Of his broken sleep FitZ patrici
}. heard the cTew depart for the wood
Ia tie early dawn. ON the crest %
n some higher waves OF console Hes
h were boruc TO him druahen .houts
maudiin hlasphamies. Ate: a i!!aS h
A arose aud tlemIuicI breakfast.
The COOK. pale and nervous. s"r'C,
: him. The man was excited. ire 1~'lC
q eager 10 speak. Finally hc dry. d
do. gu the bench opposite Fii5 Fat
. rick and began:
4 "Fitz." said lac. don't ~ in tn
4 woods today. The men Is fair wild wi,
Z the drink. aud the Rough Red /" b.
4 side hi'scIf Las night hCeri tdrl1
They are coin 10 skid ibs hr't h.
= again. and they swear that 80 You cul
n IL again they win XIII you"
!. fiiz Patrick swallowed his coIer Il
silurrc. In silence he arose "ul Sly
r. ped an hIs mackinaw b'anhei co;!. Il
= silence b. thrust his tcr'hT -. t@t
ICtA lnt0 his pocket ard ri,l.ci lis plt
4. able scalCr's rule froni The CO:nrr.
"Wj,crc ARE e roln':" rs:"l III
, cook uhsi1t,s'y.
l. i'm goin' TO do the work they pd.
=, ms to ,lO." answered I'its TcI+; i.
), IT, t",. his way do1u t'r .~liI. hi
-. fEr 60: straight before him. the g.,!tt
:. Of hig hr'sjh stcamlug lv,i;~. Til
frt stl'way he scaled with oa.". la%
n ieg his rule nat ncrnss the fare "f ra''
log. entering III" figures on H.. RAN.
=. lcdvcd tables cf beech. marHing th
1 tir'eg4 swiftly with his blue cr:yon,
Thr woods were empty. 40 ri"E q