New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1910-03-16


such man would be utterly useless.
Orde saw this point. He picked up his
reins and spoke to his team.
A huge riyerman planted himself
squarely in the way. The others, ris-
Ing, slowly surrounded the rig.
He drove deliberately ahead, forcing
the men to step aside, and stopped his
horses by 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
ID flannel shirt, his dingy blue trousers
tucked into high socks, and, instead Of
driving boots, his ordinary lumber
mans rubbers. In moment he thrust
through the brush and stood before
Orde. He stared at the young man,
and then, with a 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.
And how are We, We ould darlint?"s
shouted the latter, with roll Of oaths.
"Why, Jim Bourke!" cried Orde
The Rough Red jerked him to his
feet and pounded him nightly on the
back.
"fYou ould snoozerv he beloved.
where tn blankety blank did We
come from? Byes," he shouted to the
men, "it's me ould boss on tn Au
Sable six year back-that time, We
mind, whin we had tn ice jam! Glory
be, but I'm glad to see yer
II didn't know you'd turned into the
Rough Red" laughed Orde.
The Rough Red grinned.
what have We been doin'?"
"That's just it, Jimmy" said Orde,
drawing the giant one side, out Of
ear shot. Gail my eggs are in one
basket, and it's mean trick of you
to hire out for filthy lucre to kick that
basket
''What do We mane?' asked the
Rough Red.
'tYou don't mean to tell me-" coun-
tered Orde, "that this crew has been
sent up here just to break out those
measly little rollways"'
"Thim?" said the Rough Red.
''Thim? Not much! Trims my body
guard They can lick their weight in
wild cats, and I'd loike we'll to see tn
gang Of highbankers that infists this
river thry to pry thin out. We were
STINT here to foight Me boss and tn
sucker that's droiven this river has
a row on!'
Jimmy" said Orde, didn't you
know that I am the gentleman last
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 waste!"
"What?" In a tone of vast astonisb-
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
What do We want us to do? We're
now gettin' 81 a day and board from
that murderin' ould villain Heinzman,
so we can afford to wurrk for We
cheap"
Orde hesitated
ooh, please do now, darlintv' whee-
died the Rough Red, his little eyes
agleam with mischief. "Sind us some
more peavies, and We'll hip We on yure
rollways. And till us afore ye go
how We want this dam, and that's tn
way she'll be. Come, now, dear, and
amt We short handed nOW?''
Orde slapped his knee and laughed.
''This is sure one deuce of a joker
he cried. 1T sure be! ..1... ~,
It'll take you boys on" said Orde
at last, cat the usual wages-doIar
and half for the jam, three for the
rear. I doubt if you'll see much of
Heinzman's money when this leaks
out"