The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-08-11

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 aI, am, done me-" 'hes muttered. T work fors no cemrany that will leave lhonestSmep tosst@xe."
 It wasa hSpeless from the start, yet 6tevs ,t5ieds again.
 "Y, ean promise youz work as long ai you5 are able stog hnid a rein, ,"ahe of fered, but shef fmoweds nearer the. door xv1zdle he was speaking. That Is all ] ean promise"
 I reahaps Eaaieo believed that Biz H,oule .was, Perhaps he felt fhAt the, sftuetton was, too highly dra- fuafde to be wasted, for he made wide doWieh with one hand.
 I .sWe want, our time, and we want il now" heythreatened. We're going tc show you who bosses this river before nlere.done hsyoup
 | Tal3on shon1dn.t hAve g1oafed; he shouadn,sshavethreete AndsShayne shouldn't shGve tsnn1sed. Steve had slip. ped tho latch 'lcose Now he swung open the door.
 'Cal fer. yeurstams at the Morrison loace, !" ne isatas sveGay, ''and if you're going -wh1, =eer
 4 By collar and bestHshe swsng him Rack and drove silAm sprawiihg Into 3 drift.
 1 ..Are you in . hurry, too, -ShayneY neAske0pssasantly, and Mhaynsburied his head beside Failonas in the snow Then Steve closed the door carefully and turned aesin to'BiG sLouie. I "Louie," he said, II make 1t q rule tc urge no man who does not wish te stay. If it needs persuasion to keeI Heu I do nctywant, you here. But you -ase running with the wrong crowd Iouie. You'll elesrn 1t soslae dey, but pome day may be tos late"
 The tlg, dseaAy eyed man was: hard ly Iistening. but hss ssstured toward the Aocr. And sesswer treated hts dc pazture kinday, ss he ha4 always treat ca his prissnce.
 OofEde wheCe ShaUne and FaTon had picked themsslHes unyBfg Louie hesftnGed ana fuan21eds in shis pocket with . cold cramnsl. hand. He daily. egsd the lettcHfsrs1lteuAen which had ben intrusteF to him by Miss Sarah Thanu arc many Emens Ike Big Louie whe- ase patfful1I- fufGtul. mtil. evente hutstrip their 1ntu1 u1sa6s. Steve wal norry for him, anA half hour later after he had reAde Miss Sarah,s ,prin lnots reqnestingf fhissDFsssnce at dinner Iat 7:30 Chr1stmas eve, he grew sor Tier st1ll wtdle5 5hes watched the i'll as sorted trio meet onOeA more, blanket becks upon tl5eiri ibacks.and snowshoei on their feet. Big kouie had joined tho ottsr two fromthe direction of tho Istables. There were words betweer Them. for Steve saw tho huge mans arm Ht,to strike Ehayne to the ground and then drop harmlessly back to hil
 side. And Steve knew what that bi Of pantonhme meant. Big Louie had been to hdd his team goooby. Thers Wassa smudge of brown sugar across hfs ceat, though the watcher was too far away to see that But he knew that Big Louie had been crying, knew that 6hayne, had smiled It was tee second t1fne that 6hayne had smiled that evening -hiss second bed mistake Long sfter they had disappeared int the uuEth toward the Reserve com panyS camps Soevo wsDdered that fl had net cost him his 1ife.
 Miss Narah's note which had been al most week. e the way was very | primly correct, but the Inevitable post script which mderran it sounded ( l x1oro4 Intimate note.
 We are. not excessively formal as !,
 EusA ;StBphsn, "sshe wfote, ''so a din | nar jacket Will be adequate. As I an expecting two other guests beside l your frieu1s, Ms. Morgan and Garret Deverean, I must ask you to let n, business nssteeB intsrfere with you l pCoDDtnen1."
 Steve dared not let himself wonde who those other gsestAs would prove t
 be. Miriam Burren. he knew, had al
 ready written Garry that this was t