The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-03-23

prickled his skin. tingled at the roots
Of his hair. Some way. somehow.
these we're siletz peope--these silent,
shiftless. well-taught creatures. who
made no use of their talents. yet who
did hard. unnecessary labor at the call
OF the blood
That night. with the raft and even
the two engines under guard and all
the length OF track patrolled. he came
in tired. worn to a thin edge with
sleeplessness. tense and taut as sing.
ing wire. to meet Miss Ordway.
She slipped her hand into his arm
with little, familiar gesture and
turned him about.
Come along and relax" she said.
you're almost hysterical."
II believe | am" said Sandry wea-
rily. though as he stepped out into the
night, soft already with the breath OF
spring as is the way with the coast
country, where the seasons shoulder
each other suddenly for place. he
looked uneasily for Siletz.
Let's go up to the old rollway It's
you-oh, many things!"
She laughed. her little rippling
laugh that was 80 soft and rich and Il
soothed the mans strained nerves like
narcotic.
Miss Ordway sat down. or rather
climbed up. on log that. lay beside
the rollway and drew her gray broad.
cloth aside.
Sandry settled himself beside her
and took of his hat The soft. changed
breath of the night air was grateful
to him.
"Wbe-ewl I'll be thankful when this
strain is over. that raft headed out to
sea and my contract fulnlledl never
knew business was so strenuous"
Miss ordway looked at him through
the dusk with adniring eyes.
But look how you're succeeding!
Why it's great!"
"Yes-but for how much OF II can
I thank myself? Hampden has me In
bad hole about my great East Belt
the best timber in the region and the
base. practically. of the Dillingworths
future-and but for these Indians {
would be now-well. hate to think
where I'D have been"
"S'h!" said Miss Ordway; mot so
fast about that bad hole Instead. Mr..
Walter Sandry, we've got your friend
Hampden in the deepest hole he was
ever in in all his life. In fact. when
we say the word he'll turn over the
East Belt with both hands"
Sandry held out a hand and Miss
Ordway took 1t, not after her usual
manner of hallfellow. but with a
gentle, proprietary motion. She tapped
the breast of her princess gown.
II have right here copies of filings
on sixteen claims, all duly put through
by cash entry by as many different
men-and know that Bampden owns
all these numbers. that he furnished
the money tor building the cabins. for
proofs at the land Office and for the
government price of the land. In re-
turn for all this these bogus entry.
men-your drifting gentry of the
spiked boots and the turkey in most
cases-received four hundred dollars
each for the breaking OF their faith
with the government. No wonder
Hampden is rich!"
For long moment Sandry sat In
a silence so deep that he ceased to
breathe. He was grasping the magnt.
tude OF the mans daring gigantic
risk he ran with his safety in the un.
certain hands of sixteen men.
And also he was beginning to com
prehend, wonderingly. the daring OF
this woman. her fnesse. her clever.
ness and her success.
WONDERFUL" he said at last; "it Is
past belief! And how. for the love OF
heaven, did you ever wind up that
commissioner to put his own head In
the moose by giving you those proofs?'
Miss Ordway looked away down the
fast darkening slough. and there was
that in her narrowed. smiling eyes
which, had Sandry seen. would have
shocked him from her.
HE didn't give" she said oddly; 81
took"
And something in the speech 81
fenced the man.
Sometimes" went on this clever
woman, 'one will take - providing
there is great enough incentive.
had a great incentive"
She ceased. waiting. and against his
will Sandry supplied the question.
"What?"
YOU" said Miss ordway in whis
per.
With her pretty. inlmitable gesture
OF daring she put up hand, laid Il
against his cheek and drew his face
toward her.
Boy" she said in a curiously
choked tone. as If emotion dominated
her, "oh. boy With your youth anC
your eagerness, your inherent strength
and your losing battle Did you no
know that you we're as fire TO me?"
She slipped of the log and stood be
fore him, her hands clasped across hel
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