The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1915-12-02
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CHAPTER XII.
An Unreoorded Deed.


country to Sandry as he watched hin
in the days that followed. He spok
but seldom and then with quaint pre-
cision, a beauty of speech and though
that amazed the man from the East
But they were old thoughts, Sandr.
found at last, thoughts formulated II
the fire and enthusiasm OF youth, henc
still burning when youth had fed ant
age had brought Its empty seeming.
And it Is there he said to himself
that S'letz gets her manner OF speech
though her visions arc her own, Dorl
Of her conferred SOUL
At the end Of the week 6andry wen
to Salem. When he returned his face
was drawn AZ II from loss OF sleep
and he summoned Daily to the ONCE
Sandry pulled open . drawer In Mi
desk and took out the deed TO the Eas,
Bolt.
This" he said tensely. has never
been recorded. | searched the records
At the land Office and our deed is moi
there Instead there is brand new
homestead filing in the name OF T. j
O'Connel. Daily. either old Frazer was
crooked or fool
There was q strained note In the
owners voice His foreman sat in the
tip-tilted office chair, open-mouthed
and round-eyed.
Then Hampdens got tn strangle-
holt-damn his soul to hell He
knows about the contrack an hen blk
1t II he can. But Frazer wasn't crook
ed, Mr.. Sandry, I'd stake my life on
that"
Then why did he sell me the East
Belt stumpage-the prize card in the
Dillingworth pack-without a record
cd deed? This isn't worth its paper.
He waved the folded slip.
And why didn't Sou verify all pa,
pers. Mr.. Sandry. when you made the
deal7"
Daily was entirely earnest and I'M
conscious OF the effrontery of his
words. Sandry's boyish face flushed
painfully.
"Inexperience," he said bluntly;
faith In men. though by all the signs
! should have lost that, and lastly no
conception that such thing could be
done Our first move now, however,
is to find Frazer
Daily shook his head.
THAT new bucker we took on yes
terday in the bunch of new men told
me last night that Frazer was In
Frisco two weeks ago, and was goin
south. Sailed on the mail boat for
Panama"
Sandry regarded his foreman grimly
out OF sparkling blue eyes.
Then" he said, after moments
thought, well save our contract first
and fight for our stumpage later
He rose and began gathering up the
papers on his desk.
"At noon," said he, thinking rapidly |
and with astonishing ease in this, his |
first business crisis, you will take
every man off the present work. We
will build no more trail toward the
East Belt now. Instead we will lay
track as fast as possible into the tim
Der at the head Of the valley there to
the north. You know that contract
calls for six million of logs to be
in raft at Yaquina bay by the six
teenth of March. If it is not there we
lose our big profits and the connection
with this powerful company. Now
get busy"
Speculation and comment were rife
|
in camp when Daily announced at
noon that all work along present lines
was to be dropped and that all hands
were to fall to laying track to the
north.
''By jingo," grumbled Collins open
ly, we're gettin' scairt out by tn
Yella Pinesl AT it amt plumb dis
gustin'w
"Quit?" cried Jim Anworthy, "let a
bunch o. cutthroats call us cutters?
What's eatin' you, John?"
Orders said the foreman warn
Ingly, and the men buzzed like nest
IF hornets. Among the old hands at
the camp it was almost personal al
fair and they took it to heart, criticiz-
ing with that freedom which charact-
erized their kind and laying the blame
upon the new owner, the tenderfoot
from the East. Feeling at the abrupt
giving up of operations at Hampdens
threats ran so high that three old
Smith the hook
tender, jewel in the crown of any
logging camp-rolled down their
sleeves and called for their time.
Cant stand the atmosphere" said
little Smith, settling his round, mar
row-brimmed felt hat a trife forward
on his bullet head, a it's gettin' too
cultured. Well be asked to stop
swearin' next, and eatin' with our
spoons. Me fer tn timber right. II
don't like civilization"
Let them 60" said Sandry grimly.
'1'll learn how and tend hook myself
if necessary"
Days slipped by so swiftly that
Sandry scarce found time to count
them and they were all too short. He
was out before day had even crept
up the eastern slopes of the great
Cascades, and was still going when it