The Huttig news., 1916-01-22
CHAPTER TX.
Hampden and the East Belt.

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 In the press Of business and the pleasant moiiing over the whole old city of New York with Miss Ordway, Sandry forgot all about Hampden in the next few days. Ma Daily had noth ing to say, keeping a grim silence which Sandry noticed. AS for Siletz. she followed her with fascinated eyes whenever she appeared. Miss Ordway did not eat with the men Her morn. ings were given up entirely to the in. cessant clicking of the typewriter in the seclusion of the little room, and she emerged after the noon hour. ate with Ma Daily and Siletz, and inya riably took a-short walk in the after noon. s-s,..ss..
 In the evenings Sandry came in, and they sat in the empty eating room, dis cussing with a common knowledge that seemed to shut them apart to- gether, the things of the great out. side world. At such times Siletz lis. tened in quiet eagerness, her dark face agiow and her eyes like mysterious pools in the shadow of her heavy hair
 That week there were several arri vals at Daily's camp-well-clad, re- sponsible-looking business men from Portland; and before they left, Sandry had landed such an order for logs as plunged the camp into the hardest work, longest hours and highest over time it had ever known.
 Also he sent out word to Toledo that he had use for all the men he could lay hands on.
 An extra crew was put to building the log trail up thros2h the slashed opening to the East belt, and activity characterized the hills.
 The incessant shrill toots of the don key, the scream and cough of it's fussy labors, the rumble and chatter of the log train. began to be music ill San to his father became brighter, filled with the eXhilaration of accomplish ment
 For day or two the work went forward finely and the new logs of the fresh-laid trail gleamed white against
  lins, sent into the uncut timber ahead to blaze for further operations, re turned to the works in double-quick time.
 'John,' he said to the foreman for none of the mon would award Sandry the right of consultation unless it was unavoidable, even yet. so distinct and deep-rooted was their aversion to the Fastener and his rawncss; John, they's new homesteader's shack set tin square acrost the trail"
 ''The hell you say! Hampden."
 The logger nodded. The purport of Hampden's visit had been freely spread in the camp.
 Daily turned to Sandry.
 "They's a new cabin settin' acrost our trail up in the track between here'n the East Belt, Mir. Sandry Let's go up an take look at It," he said T guess Hampden's pushin his bluff" ]"
 With surge of anger Sandry turned abruptly, and the two men struck up the new trail.
 "Ill have to settle that man, Daily" said the owner; has ne been doing such things ever since the two com panies have been rivals?s
 Pretty much. Sometimes we've been doin' 'em," returned Daily grim ly. Sandry laughed.
 Well, you Westerners believe in fixing things first-hand, anyway, which helps some.'
 Far up ill the heavy timber they came into a small natural clearing some 200 feet in extent set like a hole amid the solid bulk ot the close crcwding pines. In the center was tiny log shack, shahe-roofed. without