Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1916-04-28
e CHAPTER XIV
Quicksands
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A short week after the reclamation
service headquarters had been moved
from the log-built offices on the gov
eminent reservation to the commodi-
GUS and airy suite on the sixth floor of
the Niquoia building Brouillard re-
ceived the summons which he had
been expecting ever since the night
of rioting and lawlessness which had
marked the close of the railroad cele
bration.
Mr.. Cartwright would like to see
you in his rooms at the .Metropole, .
was the message the Office boy brought.
and Brouillard closed his desk with a
snap and followed the boy to Bongras'
T, The shrewd-eyed tyrant of Mirapo-
lis was in his shirt sleeves, busily die
tating to two istenographers alternate
ly, when the engineer entered the third
room of the series; but the work was
suspended and the stenographers were
sent away as soon as Brouillard was
announced.
We'll, was the millionaire's greet
ing. you waited to be sent for. didn't
your
Why not?" said Brouillard shortly.
81 have my work to do and you have
yours"
"And the two Jobs are at opposite
ends of the string, you'd say. Never
mind; we can't afford to throw each
other down. and just now you can
tell me few things that want to
know. How is young Massingale get
ting along?'
"As well as could be expected. Car
ruthers-the doctor-says he is out OF
danger"
Him. 1t has been handed in to me
two or three times lately that the ole
man is out cunning for Van Bruce OF
for me. Any truth in that?"
Il think not. Massingale is Ken
tuckian, and fancy he is quite capa
BILE of potting either one or both O
you for the attack on his son. But Sc
far he has done nothing-has hardly
left Steves bedside
Mr.. J. Wesley Cortwright flung him
self back in his luxurious swing chail
and clasped his pudgy hands over tn,
top of his head where the reddish-gray
hair was thinning reluctantly.
I've been putting it off to see which
way the cat was going to jump" he ad
mitted. IF young Massingale is out o
danger, it is time to get action. Wha
was the quarrel about, between hin
and Van Bruce?"
1T occurs to me that your son woult
be better source of information.
said Brouillard, evading.
Van Bruce has told me all he re
members-which isn't much, owing t
his own beastly condition at the time
He says young Massingale was threat
ening something something in cor
nection with the Coronida grant-an
that he got the insane idea into hi
head that the only way to stop tn
threat was by killing Massingale."
The sandy-gray eyes of the millior
aire promoter we're shifting while b
spoke, but Brouillard fixed and hel
them before he said: why shoul
Massingale threaten your son. MI
CortWrlght!'
Il don't know" denied the promotes
and he said it without fiinching a hair
breadth.
Then can tell you," was the equa
ly steady rejoinder Some time ag
you lent David Massingale, through tn
bank, pretty large sum of money fc
development expenses on the 'Littl
Susan taking mortgage on ever,
thing in sight to cover the loan. Bl
when the railroad was an assured ia,
he learned that the Red Butte smel
| ers wouldn't take his ore. giving SON
t technical reason which he knew to |
a mere excuse"
: Mr.. Cartwright nodded so far yc
might be reading it out of a book"
, I'm consequence, David Massinga
! finds himself in a fair way to becon
, a broken man by the simplest of cor
: mercial processes. The bank holds b