Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1916-03-17

for the power dam in the upper can
yon. II they look good to me ri adopt
them"
81 am very far from wishing to
quarrel with anybody" said Brouillard
but his tone belied the words. "At
the same time, IL you think we are
going to do your engineering work.
or any part of it, for you, you are
pretty severely mistaken. Our own
| job is fully big enough to keep us
busy"
You're off," said the big man coolly.
Somebody has bungled in giving you
the dope. You want to keep your Job,
don't you?'
That is neither here nor there.
What we are discussing at present is
the departments attitude toward your
enterprise. | shall be exceeding my
instructions If | make that attitude
friendly to the detriment of my own
work"
The new resident manager sat back
in his chair and chewed his cigar re-
fectively, staring up at the log beam
ing of the Office ceiling.
You're just like all the other gov
ernment men I've ever had to do busi
ness with, Brouillard pig-headed, OBJ
stinate, blind as bats to their own in
terests. didn't especially want to
begin by knocking you into line, but
| guess it'll have to be done / guess
the best way to get you is to send. a
little wire to Washington. How does
that strike your"
Il haven't the slightest interest in
what you may dc or fail to do" said
Brouillard
"Rut you have made the plans for
this power plant, haven't your"
Yes; and they are the property of
the department. If you want them
I'll turn them over to you upon a
proper order from headquarters"
That's little more like it, Where
did you say I'd find your wire Officer"
Brouillard gave the information, and
as Hosford went out Grislow came in
and took his place at the mapping
table.
!, Glad you got back in time to save
my life" he remarked pointedly, with
shy glance at his chief. He's been
, plowing burrows up and down my little
, potato patch all day"
, "Humph! Digging for information
suppose?" grunted Brouillard.
, Just that; and he's been getting it
too. Not out of me, particularly, but
out of everybody. Also. he was willing
, to impart a little. We're in for the
. time of our lives, Victor"
Il know it." was the Grabbed rejoin
der.
You don't know the tenth part o
it," asserted the photographer slowly
q TITS modest name, The Niquoia I'm
), provement company but it is goins
to be like charity-covering a multi
- tude of sins. Do you know what tha
plank-faced organizer has got up hi
g sleeve? He is going to build us
neat, up-to-date little city right her,
in the middle of our midst If hadn'
y made him believe that l was only
craftsman. he would have had me ou
with a transit, running the lines TO
= the streets"
"a city?-in this reservoir bottom
e guess not He was only stringinI
: you to kill time. Grizzly"
Don't you fool yourself!" ez
claimed the mapmaker. He's got tn
plans in his grip. We're going to b
on little reservation set apart for u
by the grace of God and the kind
ness of those promoters. The remain
der of the valley is laid off into cut
little squares and streets, with every
thing named and numbered, ready t
| be listed in the brokers' offices. Yo
may not he aware of it. but this palf
| tial Office building of ours fronts o
Chigringo avenue.
| Stuff" said Brouillard. What ha
| all this bubble blowing got to do wit
| the building Of a temporary dam an
/ the setting up of a couple of cemer
| kilns?''
Grislow laid his pen aside an
| whirled around on his working stoo
Don't you make any easy-goin
| mistake, Victor" he said earnestl.
| ''The cement and power proposition
only side issue. These new peopl
are going to take over the sawmill
open up quarries, build stub railroa
to the Hophra mines, grade a pract
cable stage road over the range
Quesado, and put on a fast-mu
freight line to serve until the railroa
builds in. Wouldn't that set yol
teeth on edge?"