The Dickson County herald. (Dickson, Tenn.) 1907-1979, 1917-07-20

es--heiieves In ina resources cs the
country and all that. But you can,
borrow money ffnIn him withAsis secuf,
lily. II that's what you're ainling to Do
Can't wef' smiled ihe young man
who knew hanks and bankers. Lets
70 and see. Won may intrnsacs ME III
Kinsie as your acting financial secre-
| tary. II You like. Now one more ques-
tIon; What Is KinKie's attitude towars,
| Tirnanyonl DitehT
AT FIRST he Was all kinds of friend
iy: be ~ a stakeholder In spail WAY.
But after q while he began 10 cool
down q little, and now--weii. don't
know; | hate to think II OF Dave. but
I'm afraid he's leaning che other way,
toward these Eastern fellows. He
tried to cover Stanton's tracks In the
stock-buying from Gardner and Boil
ling"
THAT In natural. too" said Sfaith,
! whose point OF view was always IN
obscured In any battle Ut business.
THE big company would be better
customer for the bank than your little
one could ever hope TO be. l guess
that's all for the present. II you're
ready. wen go down and face the
music"
by Jandersw said the colonel with
an open smile II believe you'd Just as
soon tackle a banker as to eat your
dinner; and I'd about rs soon take q
horsewhipping. Come on: I'll steer
you up against Dave, but Tn telling
you right now that the steering IL
about all you can count on from mi"
Ii was while they were crossing the
street together that Mr.. Crawford
Stanton had his third morning caller,
thickset. barrcl.bodied man with
little pIgiike eyes. closely cropped hair,
bristling mnstacae. and wooden
leg OF the homemade sort. The men
| OF the camps called the cripple Peg
leg or blue Pete" indiferenily.
though not 10 his face. For though
| the Int face was always relaxed In a
good.natnred smile, the crippled sa-
loonkeeper was OF those who kill with
| the knife.
Stanton looked up from his desk
whea the paIundsclick Of the cripple's
| step came In from the street..
"lIello, SImms," he said, In curt
greeting. want to see mef Sit
| down"
.S.snms threw the hrim Of his soft
| hat up with a hackhanded stroke md
/ shook his head. at amt worth while I;
and gotta get back to camp, blew
| In to tell>y'u there's {ella out there
tina, needs tn sandbag,"
"Who Is itT'
"Fella name Smith. He's showln'
en- how to cut too many corners
pacc-settin', he calls II. First thing
they know. thcy'll get the concrete up
to where the high water won't bust It
OUT
STATIONS laugh was impatient.
Don't make any mistake Of that
sort. Simms," he said. "We don't want
the dam destroyed: we'd work just
rs hard rs thoy would to prevent that
All we want II to have other people
think It's likely to 50 out--think 1t
hard enough to keep them from put
ting up any more money. Let thar 20.
IL there any more fresh talk--aHong
the menf" Stanton prlded himself n
little upon the underground, ,wire.pull-
ing which had resulted In putting
Simms,o on the ground as the keeper Of
the constructive camp canteen. II VAS
n fairly original way of keeping lis
tening ear open for the camp gossip,
Little" said the cripple briefly,
This here blink.hIank fella Smiths
been tellln' Williams that ort TO be
run of tn reservation: says tn booze
puts the brake on for speed"
$50 II does" agreed Stanton mus.
ingly. "But ! guess Jon can stay
while longer. I have notion that
Smiths been sent hereby some outflt
that means to suck us. II he hasn't
any backing"
The interruption was tie hurricd'in-
coming Of the young man with sleepy
eyes and the cigarette stains on his
fingers, and for once In way he was
stirred out Of his customary attitude
Of cynical Indifference.
"Smith and Colonel Baldwin are
over yonder in Kinsie's private office"
h. reported hastily Before they shut
the door I heard Baldwin introducing
smith as the new acting financial see
rotary Of the Timanyoni Ditch com
pany!"