Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1916-07-14
will spell trouble right from the


jump"
"Oh, don't know" was the depre-
catory rejoinder. 1T will relieve us
of a lot of side-issue industries-cut
'em out and bury 'em, SO far as We
are concerned"
That part of it is all right, o:
course; but it won't end there; not by
hundred miles. Jobson says in that
letter that the relations have got to
be friendly! I'll bet anything you like
that I'll have to go and read the riot
act to those people before they've
been twenty-four hours on their job"
Grislow was trying the point of his
mapping pen on his thumb nail Gu
rious that this particular fly should
drop into your pot of ointment on
your birthday. wasn't it?" he re-
marked.
20 suffering Jehu," gritted Brouil-
lard ragefully. Are you never going
to forget that senseless bit of twad-
dle?"
You're not giving me chance to
forget it," said the mapmaker soberly.
You told me that night that the
seven-year characteristic was change;
and you're a changed man, Victor, IL
ever there was one. Moreover. it be-
gan that very night-or the next morn
ing"
Brouillard laughed.
All of which is bad enough, you'd
say, Murray; but it isn't the worst of
it, I've just run up against another
thing that is threatening to raise
merry hell in this valley"
Il know" said the hydrographer
slowly. You've been having a seance
with Steve Massingale. Leshington
told me about it,
What did he tell your" Brouillard
demanded half angrily.
"Oh. nothing much; nothing to make
| you hot at him. He said he gathered
the notion that the young sorehead
was trying to bully you"
He was" was the brittle admission.
See here. Grizzly"
| The thing to be seen was a small
buckskin bag which, when opened,
gave up paper packet folded like a
medicine powder. The paper contained
a spoonful of dust and pellets of metal
of dull yellow luster.
| The photographer drew long
breath and fingered the nuggets.
"Gold-placer gold!" he exclaimed.
| opd prou;lIord poddod opd uapt oy, m
tell how he had come by the bag and
its contents.
| "Massingale had an ak to grind, of
course. You may remember that
Harding talked loosely about the Mas.
singale opposition to the building OF
the dam. There was nothing in it.
The opposition was purely personal
and it was directed against Harding
himself. with Amy Massingale for the
exciting cause"
That girl?-the elemental brute!'
Grislow broke in warmly. He knew
the miners daughter fairly well by
this time, and. in common with every
man on the staff, not excepting the
staffs chief, would have fought fol
her in any cause.
Brouillard nodded. Il don't know
what Harding did. but Smith, the Tri
angle-Circle foreman, tells me tina
Steve was on the warpath; he tolC
Harding when he left, last summer
that if he ever came back to Niquoia
he'd come to stay-and stay dead"
Il never did like Harding any toe
WELL" was the photographers defini
tive comment, and Brouillard wen
seance and it's golden outcome.
THAT is only a little side issue
Steve Massingale came to me this
morning with a proposal that wa:
about as cold-blooded as a slap in the
face. Naturally, for good business rea
sons of their own, the Massingales
want to see the railroad built ovel
War Arrow pass into the Niquoia. In
some way Steve has found out that
/ stand pretty well with President
people. His first break was to offel
to incorporate the Little Susan anC
to give me a block of the stock If IL
pull Ford's leg on the extension prop
osition."
"Well?" queried Grislow.
Exactly. You can imagine what
told him. Then he began to bully ant
pulled the club on me-"
Again Grislow's smile was jocose.
We'll. when | turned him down
young Massingale began to blustel
and to say that I'd have to boost the
railroad deal, whether | wanted to Oh
not told him he couldn't prove it
and he said he would show me, IL ID
take half an hours walk up the valley
with him. You know that long, mar