The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1913-01-18


all, though. Lord Bazelhurst wants
war, does he? That log down there is
the dividing line In our river, eh7 And
I have to stay on this side Of It BY
George, he's mean spirited person:
and it's his wife's land. too. l. won
der what she's like. It's a pity i fei-
low can't have quiet. decent, sum-
mer up here in the hills. StiIl'''-light-
ing his pipe-"I dare say can give
as we'll as I take. If I stay or his
land they'll have to keep of of mine.
Hullo, who's that? A man, by George.
but he looks like a partridge. AS
live. Bonaparte is pointing. Ha, ha,
that's one on you, Bony" Mr., Shaw
stepped into the brush at the side Of
the path and watched the movements
of the man at the "log," now less than
100 yards away.
Lord Bazelhurst, attired in his brown
corduroys and his tan waistcoat, GER
ta1nly suggested the partridge as he
hoped nimbly about in the distant
foreground, cooking his ears from
time to time with all the aloofness of
that willy bird. He was. strange to re-
late, some little distance from Bazel-
hurst territory, an actual If not a con-
hdent trespasser upon Shaw's domain.
His horse, however, was tethered to
sapling on the safe side of the log,
comfortably browsing on Bazelhurst
grass. Randolph Shaw, an unseen OBJ
server. was considerably mystifed by
the actions Of his unusual visitor.
His lordsh1p paced back and forth
with stride that grew f1rmer as time
brought forth no hostile impediments.
His monocle ever and anon was direct
ed both high and low in search of Shaw
or his henchmen, while his face was
rapidly resolving itself into a bloom Of
rage.
"Confound him." his lordship was
muttering, looking at his timepiece
with stern disapproval. "he can't ex-
pect me to walt here all day. I'm on
his land, and I'll stay here us long as
nke!" at this juncture he involunta-
rily measured the distance between
himself and the log.) II knew It was
all a bluff, his threat to put me OH.
Hang it all, where is the fellow? I
won't 60 up to his beastly house. I
won't crafty him by going up there
even to give him his orders: Demmed
cad, blowhard! Five o'clock. confound
him! I dare say he's seen me and has
crawled of into the underbrush. He's
afraid Of me: he's 4 coward. It Is as
feared. can't see the rascal. There's
only one thing left for me to do. I'll
pin note to this tree. Confound him,
he shall hear from me. He'll have to
read it."
Whereupon his lordship drew forth
a large envelope from his pocket and
proceeded to fasten it to the trunk Of
a big tree which grew in the middle Of
the road, an act Of generalization which
showed strange powers Of prophecy.
How could he, except by means Of
clairvoyance, have known before leav-
ing home that he was not to meet his
enemy face to face?
As Mr.. Shaw afterward read the
note and tossed 1t into the river, it is
only fair that the world should know
its contents while 1t hung unfolded to
the bark of the tall tree. 1t said in a
very scrawling hand: "Mr. Shaw,
have looked all over this end of your
land for you this afternoon: You
doubtless choose to avoid me. SO be
It. Let me state once and for all that
your conduct is &1espicable. 1 came
here personally to tell you to keep of
my land henceforth and forever.
will not repeat this warning, but will
instead, If you persist, take such sum.
mary measures as would beflt- q per-
son Of your instincts. I trust you will
feel the importance Of keeping of. -
TO this his lordship bravely signed
himself.
"There," he muttered, again holding
his watch and fob up for close inspec-
ton, hell not soon overlook what
I've said IN that letter, confound him"
He had not observed the approach Of
Randolph Shaw. who now stood. pipe
In hand. some twenty PAGES behind
him in the road.
what the devil are you doing?" de-
manded a strong bass voice. 1t had
the effect Of cannon shot.
His lordship leaped half out of
his corduroys. turned with agonlzing
abruptness toward the tall young man
and gasped "Oh!" 50 shri(ly that his
horse looked up with a start. The
next instant his watch dropped forgot
ten from bis f1ngers.and his nimble
little legs scurried for territory beyond
the log: Nor did he pause uipon
reaching that supposedly safe ground.
The swift glance he gave the nearby
river was significant as well az appre.
hens1ve. 1t moved him to Increased
but unpublished haste.
he leaped frantically for the saddle.
| scorning the st1rrups. landing broad
dde. but with sufficient nervous ener.
~ In reserve to scramble on and up-
ward into the seat. Once there he
kicked the animal in the tanks with
both heels. clutching with his knees
ana reaching for tho bride rein In
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