Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-07-23

tomorrow / shall have cut sufficient
timber to make a start. First / shall
build for my employees better homes
than the rude shacks and tent-housrs
they now occupy; then / shall build
myself a fine residence with six
rooms, and the room that faces the
bay shall be the parIor. When | can
afford it, l shall build more houses.
l shall encourage tradeSmen TO set up
in business in Sequoia and to my city
I shall present a church and a school
house. We shall have a volunteer fire
department, and if God is good.
shall, at a later date, get out some
long-length fir-timber and build a
schooner to freight my lumber to
market. And she shall have three
masts instead of two, and carry half
million feet OF lumber instead of
two hundred thousand. First, how
ever. must build a steam tugboat TO
tow my schooner In and out over
Humboldt bar. And after that-ah,
well That is sufficient for the
present
Thus did John Cardigan dream. and
as he dreamed he worked. The city
| of Sequoia was born with the Argo-
nauts six-room mansion of rough red
wood boards and a dozen three-room
cabins with lean-to kitchens; anu the
/ tradespeOple came when John Cardi-
gan, with something of the largeness
| of his own redwood trees, gave them
/ ground and lumber in order to en-
courage the building of their enter
prises Also the dream of the school,
mouse and the church came true. as
did the steam tugboat and the schooner
with three masts.
At forty John Cardigan was younger
than most men at thirty, albeit he
| worked fourteen hours a day, slept
eight, and consumed the remaining
two at his meals. But through all
those fruitful years of toll he had
| still found time to dream, and the
spell of the redwoods had lost none
of its potency.
At forty-two Cardigan was the first
mayor of SequOia. At forty-fOur he
was standing on his dock one day,
watching his tug kick into her berth
the first square-rigged ship that had
ever come to Humboldt bay to load a
cargo of clear redwood for foreign
delivery. She was a big Bath-built
clipper, and her master lusty down
Easter, a widower with one daughter
who had come with him around the
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come up on the quarterback and
stand by with a heaving-line In her
hands calmly she fixed her glance
upon him, and as the ship was shunted
in closer to the dock, she made the
cast to Cardigan. He caught the
light heaying-line. hauled in the
heavy Marila stern-line TO which
it was attached, and slipped the loop
of the mooring-cable over the dolphin
at the end of the dock.
'Some men wanted aft here TO take
up the slack of the stern-lIne on the
windlass, sir" he shouted to the
skipper, who was walking around on
top of the house. THAT girl can't
haul her in alone.
Cant. I'm short-handed," the
skipper replied. Jump aboard and
help her"
Cardigan made long leap from the
dock to the ships rail, balanced there
lightly a moment, and sprang to the
deck. He inserted belaying-pin In
the windlass, paused and looked at
the girl. Raise a chantey," he sug
gested. Instantly she lifted a sweet
contralto In that roIllcKing old ballad
of the sea-"Blow the Men Down"
Round the windIass Cardigan walk
ed, steadily and easily. and the girls
eyes widened in wonder as he did the
work of three powerful men. when
the ship had been warped in and the
slack Of the line made fast on the
bits, she said:
please run ford and help my
father with the bOwlines. You're
worth three foremost hands, Indeed
I didn't expect to see a sailor on this
dock"
II had TO come around the Horn
to get here. Miss" he explained. "and
when a man hasn't money to pay for
his passage, he needs must work IT,"
sTm the second mate" she explain
cd. 1--WE had a succession of gales
from the Falklands TO the Evan
gelistas. and there the mate got Der
in irons and she took three big ones
over the tahrail and cost us eight
men. Working short-handed. we
couldn't get any canvas on her TO
speak of--long voyage. you kaow, and
the rest Of the crew got scurvy."
you're a brave girl" be told her.
"And you're a frst-cIass A. B." she
replied. 1T you're docking for berth.
my father viii be glad to ship you"
"Sorry. bit / can't go, he called as
he turned toward the companion lad
der. I'm Cardigan. and I own this
sawmilI and must stay here and look
after It."
There was p light. eyuIfant Faaliug