The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-11-28

Observation-Disclosures
excavation stop until we had gone
through it."
well! That was pretty decent
OF him."
Eyes; and It shows that Hard
ing was lying when he said that
the Massingales were opposing the
reclamation project. They are
frankly in favor of 1t. Irrigation
in the Buckskin means popula-
ton; and population will bring
the railroad, sooner or later. In
the matter of hurrying the track
laying, Massingale is only adopt
ing modern business methods"
Two days after the arrival of
the letter from Washington,
Brouillard, returning from a
horseback trip, found a visitor
awaiting him in the camp head
quarters.
One glance at the heavy-faced
| man chewing an extinct cigar
while he made himself comforta-
BILE in the only approach to a
lounging chair that the office af-
forded, was sufficient to awaken
antagonism.
my name is Hosford and l rep
resent the IiQuoia Improvement
company as its manager and resi-
dent engineer, said the lounger.
You're Brillard, the government
man. ! take it,"
"Brouillard, if you please" was
the crisp correction. What can
We do for you, MIR. Hosford?"
"A good many things first and
last. I'm two or three days ahead
of my outfit, and you can put me
up somewhere until | get camp
of my own. You've got some sort
of an engineers mess, | take it,"
I'VE have" said Brouillard,
briefly. you'll make yourself at
home with us, of course
"All right; so much for that
part of it," said the self-invited
guest. Now for the business end
of the deal. I'd like to go over
your plans for the power dam in
the upper canyon. If they look
good to me I'll adopt them"
Perhaps we better clear away
the underbrush before We begin
on the standing timber, Mr.. Hos
ford" Brouillard said. Have you
been given to understand that this
office is in any sense a tail to your
improvement company's kite?"
81 haven't been given to under
stand anything" was the gruff
rejoinder. ut won't be worth
your while to quarrel with us, Mr..
Brouillard."
81 am very far from wishing to
quarrel with anybody" said
Brouillard. "At the same time,
IL you think that we are going to
do your engineering work, or any
part of 1t, for you, you are pretty
severely mistaken"
You're off," said the big man
coolly. Somebody has bungled in
giving you the dope. You have
made plans for this power plant,
haven't your"
Eyes; and they are the property
of the department. If you want
them, I'll turn them over to you
upon the proper order from head
quarters.
That's little more like It.
Where did you say Id 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 came back in time to
save my life," he remarked point
eddy, with sly glance at his chief.
tits most modest name, The
Niquoia improvement company,
but 1t is going to be like charity
covering a multitude of sins. Do
you know what that plank-faced
organizer has got up his sleeve?
He is going to build us neat, up
to-date little city right here in the
middle of our midst. II | hadn't
made him believe that | was only
a draughtsman he would have me
out with a transit, running lines
for the streets"
"A city?--in this reservoir bot
tom? l guess not. He was only
stringing you to kill time.
Grizzy?"
Don't you fool yourself!" ex-
claimed the map-maker. Hes got
the plans In his grip. The cement
and power proposition is only a
side issue"
| "I'll believe II when l see it,
was Brouillard's reply: and with