The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-11-27

sharing the Joke with his daugh,
ter; he says he doesn't under.
young man, you don't mean to tel
stand" Then to Brouillard: Say
me that your fathers son needs 6
guardian, do you? You know ex
actly where these canals are going
to run and all the choice spots they
are going to irrigate; what's te
prevent your getting in ahead Of
so of those prime quarter sections
the rush and taking up a dozen OF
l-homesteads, townsites, and the
like? Lack of money? Why
bless your soul, there are plenty
of us who would fall all over our.
selves running to back PROPOSE
ton like that. For that matter,
don't know but I'd undertake tc
finance you alone"
Brouillard's first impulse sprans
full-grown out of honest anger
But the calmer second thought
turned wrath into amused toler-
ance.
You forget that I am first oil
all the governments hired man
Mr.. Cartwright" he demurred. 81
fancy the department heads would
take 1t rather hard if we fellows
In the field went plum picking"
Let theml" retorted the Do
tential hacker of profitable side
issues. Whats the odds II you
go to IL and bring back the
money? How far Is 1t up to where
you are going to build your dam r.
Brouillard gave the distance
and Mr.. Cartwright measured the
visible trail grades with a depre.
catory eye.
DO you think my daughter
could walk itf" he asked.
Miss Genevieve answered fol-
herselfi "Of course l can walk
it,"
The transfer of viewpoints from
the lower end Of the canyon to
the upper was effected without in
cident. Conversation tagged. even
to the encouragement of the volu-
BILE money king, but when they
reached the upper portal Mr.. Cort.
wright recovered his breath suf.
ficiently to gasp his appreciation
of the prospect and it's possibil.
tiles.
why, good goodness, Mr.
Brouillard, it's practically all done
for you!" he wheezed, taking in
the level, mountain-enclosed val
ley with an appraisive eye-sweep
What will you do?-build you
dam right here and take out your
canal through the canyon? Ii
that the plan?"
Brouillard nodded and went q
little further into details, showing
how the inward-arching barrier
would be anchored onto the two
opposing mountain buttresses.
1And the structure itself--how
high is it to be?"
Two hundred feet above the
spillway apron foot"
The lard millionaire twisted his
short, fat neck and guessed the
distance up the precipitous slopes
of Chigringo and Jacks mountain.
THAT will be whole chunk OF
masonry" he said. Then, with
businesslike directness: What
will you build 1t of-concrete?"
Eyes; concrete and steel"
"Then you are going to need
Portland cement-a whole world
of it. Where will you get it? And
how will you get it here?"
I'VE are in luck on the cement
proposition" Brouillard told the
eager money maker. I'VE shall
probably manufacture our own
supply right here on the ground.
There is plenty of limestone and
an excellent shale in those hills
just beyond our camp; and for
burning fuel there is fairly good
vein of bituminous coal underly-
ing that farther range at the head
of the valley"
Him" said the millionaire; "a
cement plant, Ell? The materials
have all been tested, / suppose?"
ooh, yes; we've had experts in
here for more than a year. The
material is all right"
Mr.. Cortwright's calculating eye
roved once more over the attract
i've prospect.
fuel for your power plant?-
wood, take it?" he surmised; and
then: "oh, I forgot; you say you
have coal"
Eyes; there is coal. of a sort;
good enough for the cement kilns.
But for power we shall utilize the
river. There is another small
canyon at the head of the valley
where a temporary dam can be
bull t which will deliver power
enough to run anything-an entire
manufacturing city II we had one"
Mr.. Cartwright made a clucking
noise with his togue. Then his
eye lighted upon the dump of O
solitary mine high up on the face
of Mount chigringo. whats that
up there?" he demanded.
1T Is mine." said Brouillard
Two men named Massingale
father and son, are working It
I'm told" And then to Miss Gene.
We've: THAT In their cabin--or
the trail little to the right OF the
tunnel opening"
Il see It quite plainly" she re,
turned. adjusting . field glass
which she carried slung over hel
shoulder. Two people are JUS
leaving Il to ride down the path
q man and a woman"
Brouillard's eyebrows went vi
In . little arch of surprise. Hard
Ing, the engineer who had mad,
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