The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-11-29

HhBr Jt1n B0tsTksl@ cffed Orde- said he. To appeal to the charity of such man would be utterly useless Orde saw this point. He picked up his reins and spoke to his team
 A huge riverman planted himself squarely in the way. The others, rfs- ing. slowly surrounded the rig.
 He drove deliberately ahead, forcing the men to step aside, and stopped his horses by a stub. He tied them there and descended. A huge form appear ed above the river bank.
 Orde made out the great square fig- ure of the boss, his soft hat, his fam ing red beard, his dingy mackinaw coat, his dingy black and white check ed flannel shirt. his dIngy blue trousers tucked into high socks, and, instead of n1vng Doos. his ordinary lumber mans rubbers. In a moment he thrust through the brush and stood before Orde. He stared at the young man, and then, with wild Irish yell. leap ed upon him. Orde. caught unawares, was unable to struggle against the gi- gantic riverman- He was pinned back against the wall, and the Rough Reds face was within two feet of his own
 " shouted the latter, with a roll of oaths.
 awhy, Jim Bourker' cried Orde.
 The Rough Red jerked him to his feet and pounded him nightly on the back
 .sYou ould snoozeri''s he beloved. .swhere tn biankety blank did ye- come fromf Byes," he shouted to the men. -it.s me ould boss on tn Au Sable six year back-thnt time, ye mind. whin we had tn ice jami Glory be. but I'm glad to see yer
 Il didn't know you'd turned into the Rough Red" laughed Orde- ft-
 The Rough Red grinned-
 What have ye been doin'?"
 .-That's just 1t, Jimmy" said Orde. drawing the giant one side, out of ear shot sAll my eggs are in one basket, and it's a mean trick of you to hire out for filthy lucre to kick that basket
 ..what do ye maneT asked the Rough Red.
 You don't mean to tell he," coun- tered Orde. "that this crew has been sent up here just to break out those measly little rollways"
 .sThimY said the Rough Red "Thimr Not muchl Thim's my body guard. They can lick their weight in wild cats. and I'd lofke well to see tn gang of highbankers that infists this river thry to pry thim out We were sint here to foight- Me boss and tn sucker that's droiven this river has a row onr'
 Jimmy" said Orde. didn't you n er. 1ao mentioned? I'm driving this river, and that's my dam-keeper you've got hid away somewhere here. and that's my water you're planning to waster'
 "whaty' In tone of vast sstonisb- ment, the Rough Red mentioned his probable deserts in the future life.
 "Luk here. Jack" said he after a moment, here's a crew of white water birlers that ye can't beat nowheres- What do ye want us to do? We're now gettin' $4 day and board from that murderin' ou1d villain Heinzman. so we can afford to wurrk for ye cheap"
 Orde hesitated.
 "Oh. please do now, darlintr' whee- dled the Rough Red, his little eyes agleam with mischief sind us some more peavies. and we'll hilp ye on yure rollways. And till us afore ye go how ye want this dam, and that's tn way she'll be. Come, now, dear. and aiR't ye short handed nowY'
 orde slapped his knee and ndsIaugned-
 This is sure one deuce of a joker he cried. "It sure bel
 ..rll take you boys on." said Orde at last, lat the usual wages-dollar and half for the jam. three for the rear. I doubt if you'll see much of Heinzman's money when this leaks out"