Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1910-01-14
PEOPLES POWER co.

snapped. The severed ends Of the
booms swung back toward either shore.
Between them floated a rowboat. In
the rowboat gesticulated pudgy man.
The river was well sprinllled with logs.
Evidently the sorting was going on
well.
May as well go back to the works, :"
said Orde HE won't string them to-
gether again today. not If he waits for
that tug he sent Simpson for"
Orde detailed to an appreciative audi
erce the happenings below.
why, he hain't sorted out more'n a
million feet of his logs" cried Rollway
Charlie ''IIe hain't seen no logs yet"
They turned with new enthusiasm
to the work of shunting III" logs into
the channel.
A stableman picked his way out over
the booms with a message for Orde.
"Mr. Heinzman's ashore and wants
TO see you" said he.
Orde found the mill man pacing rest
lessly up and down before a steaming
pair of horses. Newmark. perched on
a stump, was surveying him sardonic-
ally.
Here you poth arer burst out
HcinZman. 'T must not lose my logsi
Vat is your probosition?"
Newmark broke in quickly.
give told Mr.. Heinzman," said he,
that we would sort and deliver the
rest OF his logs for 50 a thousand
Thar will be about it, agreed Orie.
But exploded HeiDzman. that is
rs much as you agreet to drive and
deliffer my whole cut"'
Precisely" said Newmark
Put hat all the eggspence OF driv-
ing the logs myself. Why shout pay
you for doing what haf alretty paid
to hat done:"
Orde chuckled.
'Heinzman,' said he. 1--WE aren't
forced to bother with your logs, and
you're lucky to get out so easy. If L
turn your whole drive into tie river
you'll lose more than half of it out
right. and it'll cost you a heap to
salvage the rest. And, what's more,
I'll turn 'em in before you can get
hold of a pile driver. I'll sort night
and day." he bluffed, land by tomor-
row morning you won't have a stick
of timber above my booms." He
laughed again. You want TO get
down to business almighty sudden"
When finally Heinzman had driven
sadly away and the whole drive. H.
logs included, was pouring into the
main boom Orde stretched his arms
over his head in a luxury Of satisfac-
ton.
THAT just about settles that cam
rAoi low ho fn arl-
"Oh, no, it doesn'tr' replied the lat
ter decidedly.
''Why?" asked Orde, surprised. You
don't imagine he'll do anything more?'
mo, but 1 will,' said Newmark.
Early in the fall the baby was born.
1t proved to be boy. Orde, nervous
as a cat after the ordeal of doing
tiptoed into the darkened
room. He found his wife weak and
pale, her dark hair framing her face,
a new look of rapt inner ,contempla-
ton rendering even more mysterious
her always fathomless eyes. She held
her lips to him. He kissed them.
Grandma Orde brought the new
conner in for Orde's inspection. he |
iOOktu OOWu Oli LlIc
discolored bit of humanity with a |
faint uneasiness.
"Is-do you think-that is He /
hesitated. Does the doctor say he's |
going to be all right?"
"All right" cried Grandma Orde in
I'D like to know if he isn't .
all right now! What in the world do
you expect of newborn baby?"
But Carroll was laughing softly to
herself on the bed. She held out her
arms for the baby and cuddled 1t close
% her breast
Hes a little darling" she crooned.
and he's going to grow up big and
strong, just like his daddy" She put
Ter cheek against the sleeping babes
md looked up sidewise at the two
above her. But 1 know how
-ou feel she said to her husband.
When they first showed him to me l
hought he looked like a peanut a
thousand years old"
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