Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1919-04-11

that's what II is. Oh, can see through
a fence with knothole rs big as your
head. He doesn't want to finish the
headgate. He wants to put on going
until It's too late to 60 on with 1t; l
know him. He'd risk the whole thing.
and all the money the O. p. has
chucked into IT, just to start with a
clean slate; to get the glory Of stop
ping the river himself. It turns my
stomach; It's q plot The lower lip
shot out.
MacLean's attention was deferential.
He had always liked Hardin; al the
fellows did. But he was Jumping OF
wrong this time. He'd brought It all
on himself.
HE said something about levee for
the towns. He's got to investigate that
before he goes to the 'front.'"
"A leveei Wen. wepldn't that jar
your Hardin addressed the stenog-
rapher in the transparent shIrtwaist.
docs he think we're going to have
another food this seasonf Thinks It's
going to reach the hotel and wet his
clothesf Take the starch out Of his
shirtsr He flung out Of his chair,
throwing the papers back into the
drawer.
He stamped ont Of the ONCE, mad
clear through. To this crisis they had
sent down q dandy. q bookman who
wanted to build levee. Oh, hell!
sThey'll come crawling after me to
help them after this fellows buried
himself under river mud. come calling
to me ~ they did after Maitland failed.
Please. Mr.. Hardin. won't you come
back and finish your gater I'll see
them dead nrst. No, I'll be fool enough
to do It. can't help myself. I'm a
Hardin. have to finish what I've be-
gun"
It was not because this was q pet
the great work of his life,
that he must eagerly eat humble pie,
take the buffets. the falls, and come
whining back when they whistled to
him. He told himself It was because of
his debt to the valley. to the ranchers.
The colonists were about desperate.
Who could blame them? The last years
floods had worked havoc with their
crops; this year had been a horror.
The district they called No. 8 was a
screaming irony Of ruin. The last de-
bauch Of the river had made great
gashes through the ranches, had
secured deep gorges which had under
mined the canals on which the water
supply for No. 6 depended. The suits
were piling up against the D. R., dam
age suits, and they hold up his gate.
while he gets the curses of the val.
ley. And Mr.. Richard thinks he'll
build a levee!
He flung himself on the couch In the
tent. Gerty was laying q careful
cloth for supper. A brave, determined
smile was arranged on her lips. The
noon storm had passed. She hummed a
gay little tune. II there was anything
Hardin hated 1t was humminR.
You'll have your dude to dinner all
right" her husband announced. Hes
n town."
Eyes. I know" rejoined his SPOUSE.
Il had a letter from him yesterday.
From Imperial"
Tom sat up glaring. HE wrote to
vou from Imperialr
His wife misplaced the accent. She
Toms scowl. II was
The old story over again. Whenever
hose two men came together the old
feeling of Jealousy must be revived
again! 1t was unpleasant, Of course
very unpleasant. to have men care like
hat. but II made lie exciting. Life
lad been getting sIittle stale htely-1
Ike book Of obvious, even plot.
Richards entrance into the story ave
! new interest, > new twist. She
an air from 3 new opera that
aad set the world waltxing. 81
Hardin's thoughts did not touch her
It the hem. He vs. ct the headente.
III gate. What Ve deuce hadsRickArd |
|oas to Imperial fort Hhe wasn't the