The Huttig news., 1916-06-17

Pity a man has to stop to eat on a day like this, isn't it, MT. Massingale?" he laughed; and then: How is Steve?"
 Massingale nodded The boys z comin' along all right now. They're sayin' on the street that you're lettin' out half O your men-that so?"
 Brouillard laughed again. Yes, it's true. Have you been doing something in real estate this morning, MT. Mas singale?"
 All l could." mumbled the old man between mouthfuls. But I cayn't do much. If it aint one thing, it's an- other. Bout as soon as I got that tangle with the Red Butte smelter strengthened out the railroad hit me-"
 How was that?" queried Brouillard, with quickening interest coming alive at a bound.
 Same old song, no cars; try and get 'em tomorruh, and tomorruh it'll be next day, and next day it'll be the day after. Looks like they don't want to houl 0hy Ol6nI Oul U ucT6. l T see" said Brouillard, and truly he saw much more than David Mas singale did. Then: No shipments means no money for you, and more de- lay; and delay happens to be the one thing you cant stand When do those notes of yours fall due?"
 Massingale was troubled, and his fine old face showed it plainly.
 T aint much of a man to holler when I've set the woods afire myself" he answered slowly. But don't know why I shouldn't yip little to you If feel like it. Today is the last day on at the bank, and he gave me the ulti- maytum good and cold"
 One of Bongras' rear-room luxuries was portable telephone for every group of tables. Brouillard made 8 sign to the waiter and the desk set was brought to him. If David Mas singale recognized the number asked for, he paid no attention; and, since a man may spend his life digging holes in the ground and still retain the in- stincts of 8 gentleman-if he happens to have been born with them-he was equally oblivious to the disjointed half of the telephone conversation he might have listened to.
 Hello! Is that Boyer-Niquoia Ma tional? This is Brouillard. Can you give me my present figure? Not more than that? Oh, yes; you say the Hillman check Is in; 1 had overlooked it. All right, thank you"
 When the waiter had removed the desk set, the engineer leaned toward his table companion:
 MT. Massingale, I'm going to ask you to tell me frankly what kind of deal it was you made with Cartwright and the bank people,"
 Tt was the biggest tom-fool razzle that any Twin live man out of luna tic 'sylum ever went into.' confessed the prisoner of fate. T was to stock the Susan for half million--oh, she's worth it. every dollar of It. you might say the ores in sight for it right now,' -tHIb III ueIeT6UC6 LO bFOulIIBTu brow-lfting of surprise They was to put in hundred thousand cash, and was to put in the mine and the ore of, the dump, just as she stood.'
 The engineer nodded and Massingale went on.
 "I was to have two-thirds of the stock and they was to have one-third. Thn C.. ment we'd get at the bank, on my notes, because was president and the biggest stockholder, with John Wes, as indorser. Then. to protect the bank accordin' to law, they said. we'd put the whole bunch O. stock-mine and their n-into escrow in the hands of Judge Williams. When the notes was paid, the Judged hand the stock back to us"
 Just moment" interrupted Brouil- lard. Did you sign those notes per sonally. or as president of the new company"
 That's where they laid for me-" said the old man shamefacedly. Right there is where John Wes' ten-dollar-a- oottio Stuu Wc Wd6 SOppHl up must a foolished me plumb silly"
 50 it amounts to this: You have given them a clean third of the Susan for the mere privilege of borrowing one hundred thousand dollars on your own paper. And if you don't pay, ycu lose the remaining twothirds as we'll"
 That's about the way 1t stacks up to sober man. Looks like needed janitor to look after my upper story, don't it? And reckon mebby I do."
 "One thing more," pressed the re. lentless querist. Did you really handle the ed-thousand-dollar develop ment fund yourself, MT. Massingals.'
 Well. no; not exactly. Ten thou sand dollars of what they called contingent fund was put in my name; but the treasurer handled most of it. nachurly, we bein' stock company"
 Brouillard took out his pencil and began to make figures on the back of l.