The Jones County news., 1920-08-26

ANNui LtN gthlaf lHlllh4 VI EuNf1tf
he would 8lways take few drinks
with the men around payday but after
mother died be began taking bis
drinks between pay-days. Then he
took 20 going down 70 Sequola on
Saturday nights and coming back on
The MAIDS train. the maddesf of fhe lot
suppose be- was lonely too lie
didn't get real bad however It'll
about tWo years ago"
"We. we have to get logs 70 the
min, ana we cunt get them with old
John Barleycorn for woods-boss
MORA So we're going to change
woods-bosses and the new woods-boss
Hlii not be driven on the JOB, because
lm going 70 stay up here couple q
weeks and break him ia myself But
how 90 sou manage 70 get money 20
clothe yourselfg Sinclair tells me
Mac needs every cent Of his two hun
dred ana ffty dollars a month 10 enjoy
himself"
u used 10 stea from him" the girl
admitted. "Then I grew ashamed Of
that and for the past six months I've
been earning my own living Mr. Sin
clair was very kind He gave me
Job waiting on table In the camp din.
ing room. You see, ! had TO have
something here. ! couldn't leave my
fntheT lie bad to have somebody 70
iake care Of him. Don't you see, Mr..
RyceT'
sinclair IS fuzzy old fool" Bryce
declared with emphasis, "The idea Of
our woods-bosss daughter Singing
hash o. lumberjacks Poor MORA !"
He took one Of her hands in his
noting the callous spots on the plump
palm. me thick finger joints that hint
ed so Of toll the nails that had never
been manicured save by Moira herself
do you remember when / was a boy
MORA, how ! used 10 come up to the
l0gging-eamns 10 hunt and fish, I al
ways lived with the McTavishes then
And In September, when the buckle
berries We're ripe we used to 90 ont
and pick them together. Poor Moira
Why, we're old pals and til be shot
II I'm going to see YOU suffer. Listen,
Moira. I'm going % fire your father,
as I've said. because he's working for
old J. b. now, not the Cardigan Red
wood Lumber company. I really ought
TO pension him after his long years In
the Cardigan service but I'll be
hanged n we can afford pensions any
more particularly 20 keep a man in
booze: so the best our old woods-boss
gets from me IS this shanty. or another
like II when we move 10 new cuttings.
and q perpetual meal-ticket for our
camp dining room while the Cardi-
gans remain IN business I'D finance
him for trip TO some state instltu-
tion where they sometimes reclaim
such wrecknge, II didn't think he's
too old dog to be taught new tricks"
"Perbups." She suggested sadly
"you had better talk the matter over
with him"
"No, I'd rather not I'm fond Of your
father. MORA He was a man when
I saw him last-such a man as these
woods win never see again and I
don't want 20 see him again until he's
cold sober lll write him a letter. As
for You, Moira, you're fired, too. III
not have you waiting on table in my
logging by n jugful You're
20 come down to Sequoia and 90 20
work 10 our office We can use you on
the books, helping Sinclair and re-
lieye him Of the task Of billing, check
Ing tallies. and looking after the pay
roll. IN pay you a hundred dollars
a month, Molra. Can you get along
On thatl"
Her hard hand closed over his
tightly. but she did not speak.
IAN right. Mora. It's a 80. then
There. there. girl. don't cry. We
Cardigans had twenty-five years OF
/ faithful service from Donald McTav
/ lsh before he commenced slipping
after all, we owe him something,
think"
She drew his hand suddenly TO her
lips and kissed Il; her hot tears OF
Joy fen on It, but her heart was toe
full FOR mere words.
"Flddle-de-dee, M0ira Ruck up
he protested, hugely pleased, but EN-
harrassed withal. "The way you take
this. one would think you hnd expect
ed me 20 50 back on an old pal and
had been pleasantly surprised when
didn't. Cheer up, Moira TIL tell yor
what tn do. I'll advance you tive
months salary for-wen. you'll neet
lot Of clothes and things IN SeQuolG
that YOU don't need here. And Tn
glad I've managed to settle the Nc
lavish hash without kicking up a row
, and hurting your feelings. Poor old
Mac I'm sorry can't hear with him
but we simply have 10 have the logs
You know"
He rose. stopped. and pinched hel
ear: for had he not known her sine,
, childhood. and had they not gathered
, huckleherries together in the Ions
ago2 She was sister 10 hlm-iust an
other one of his prchlems-and moth
ing more Report on the job rs Soor
I as possible Moira," he called to hel
4. from the gate.
: Presently. when Moira lifted hel