The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-02-17

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cAyANAaH PENHD HIS RESIGNATION AND
MAILED 1T.
have q man In there now who knows
the western ways and who's willing
to boom things along. The cork Is out
Of your forest bottle"
Gregg was most offensive Of all.
This means throwing open the forest
to anybody that wants to use it
means an entire reversal Of this fool
policy"
~Wait and see" replied Cavanagh.
But his face was rigid with the ex-
preston Of the fear and anger he felt.
With hands that trembled he opened,
the door to the telephone booth, closed
It carefully behind him and called for
the supervisors Office. As soon as
Redfeld replied he burst forth in
question, "Is 1t true that the chief Is
out?"
Redfeld's voice was husky as he re
piled. "Yes. lad: they've got him"
Good Lord. what blow to the serv.
zee" exclaimed Cayanagh with a
groan of sorrow and rage. "What is
the president thinking of to throw out
the only man who stood for the future
the man who had built up this corps.
who was its Inspiration" Then after a
pause he added, with bitter resolution;
This ends 1t for me. Here's where /
get on"
Don't say that. boy. We need you
now more than ever"
"f'm through I'm done with Amer.
ica-with the States. / shall write my
resignation at once. Send down an.
other man to take my place."
Redfeld's pleadings were Of no avail.
Cavanagh went directly from the
booth to the postoflce. and there, sur
rounded by jeering and exultant citi.
zens. he penned his resignation and
mailed # Then. with stern and con-
tempfuous face. he left the place, max
ing no reply to the jeers Of his enc
mics. and, mounting his horse. me-
chemically rode away out upon the
plains, seeking the quiet, open places
IN order to regain calmness and de-
cision. He did not deliberately ride
away from Lee Virginia. but as he en-
tered upon the open country he knew
that he was leaving her as he was
leaving the forests. He had cut him.
self OF from her as he had cut him.
self or from the work he loved. His
heart was swollen big within his breast.
He longed for the return of ''the colo
nef- TO the White House. What man.
ncr Of ruler Is this who is ready to
strike down the man whose very name
means conservation and who in a few
years would have made this body of
forest rangers the most effective corps
Of IT'S size I'm the world" He groaned
again. and his throat ached with the
fury of his indignation.
Dismissed for INSTRUMENTATION" the
report said in what way? Only in
making war on greed. in checking
graft. in preserving the heritage Of the
people
The lash that cut deepest was the
open exulfation of the very men whose
persistent attempt TO appropriate pub
lie property the chief had helped to
thwart. "Redfeld will go next. The
influence that got the chief will get
Hugh. He's too good a man to escape.
Then. as Swenson says. the thieves
will roll in upon US to slash and burn
and corrupt. What a country! What
q country
As he reached the end of this line of
despairing thought he came back to
the question of his remaining personal
obligations. Wetherford must be cared
for. and then-and then-there was Vir
ginia waiting for him at this moment
For her sake. to save her from hu
initiation, will help her father to free
dom"
This brought him back to the hide
Gus tragedy of the heights, and with
that thought the last shred of faith in
the sense Of justice in the state van
ished-
They will never discover those muir
derers. They will permit this outrage
to pass unpublished. like the others. 1t
will be merely another dramatic Incl
dent in the history of the range
His pony Of it's own accord turned
and by a circuitous route headed at
last for the home canyon as If 1t knew
its masters wavering mind. Cava-
nagh observed what he was doing, but
his lax hand did not intervene. Help
less to make the decision himself. he
welcomed the Intervention Of the hon.
ing instinct of his horse. With bent
head and brooding face he returned to
the silence Of the trail and the loneli-
ness Of the hills