The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1916-02-17

think, though the woman-if it is a
woman-is riding on mans saddle
Brouillard's eyebrows went up in a
little arch of surprise. Harding, the
typographical engineer who had made
all the preliminary surveys and had
spent the better part of the former
summer in the Niquoia, had reported
on the Massingales, father and son, and
his report had conveyed a hint of pos
sible antagonism on the part of the
mine owners to the government prof.
ect. But there had been no mention
of a woman.
1.-THE Massingale mine, eh?" broke
in the appraiser of values crisply.
They showed US some ore specimens
from that property while we were stop
ping over in Red Butte. It's rich
good and plenty rich-if they have the
quantity. And somebody told me they
had the quantity, too; only it was too
far from the railroad-couldn't jack
freight it proftably over the Timan-
yonis."
In which case 1t is one of many"
Brouillard said, taking refuge in the
generalities.
But Mr.. Cartwright was not to be so
easily diverted from the pointed par
ticulars-the particulars having to do
with the pursuit of the market trail.
I'm beginning to get my feet on
bottom, Brouillard," he said, dropping
the courtesy prefix and showing his fat
hands deep into the pockets of the
dust-coat There's a business propo-
sition here, and it looks mighty good
to me- l tell you, l can smell money
in this valley CT yours-scads of it"
Brouillard laughed. 1T is only the
fragrance of future reclamation-serv-
ice appropriations" he suggested.
There will be a good bit Of money
spelt here before the Buckskin desert
gets its maiden wetting."
Il don't mean that at ALL" was the
impatient rejoinder. Let me show
YOU: you are going to have a popula-
ton of some sort That's the tasis.
Then you're going to need cement,
lumber and steel. 1t can be manufac
tured right here on the spot"
he cement and the lumber can be
produced here, but not the STEEL"
Brolillard corrected.
hats where you're off," snapped
me millionaire. There are fine ore
I'm the Hophras and pretty good
NIFTY of coking coal. Ten or twelve
mes of narrow-gauge railroad would
imp the pig metal into the upper end
Of your valley, and there you are.
With small reduction plant you could
tell the big steel people to go hang"
"Unquestionably. But this is case
Of can't-help-it," Brouillard argued.
you couldn't begin to interest private
capital in any of those industries you
speak Of"
why not?" was the curt demand.
Because when the dam is complet-
ed and the spillway gates are closed,
the Niqoyastcadje and everything in it
will go down under two hundred feet
of water"
"The-what?" queried Miss Cort-
wright.
THE Niqoyastcadje 'Place-where-
they-came-up' said Brouillard, eluci-
dating for her. THAT is the Navajo !
name for this valley. Our map max
ers shortened it to 'Niquoia' and the
cowmen of the Buckskin foothills have
cut that to 'Nick-wire.
This bit of explanatory place lore
was entirely lost upon Mr.. ]. Wesley |
Cartwright He was chewing the ends
of his short mustaches and scowlipg
thoughtfully out upon the possible site
of the future Industrial city of the
plain.
Say, Brouillard," he cut in, you get
me the right to build that power dam. !
and give me the contracts for what