The Lehi sun. [volume] (Lehi, Utah) 1913-1949, 1920-08-12

ceIver on the hook. turned and grOpeI
for his son. When he found him. thu
old man held him for a moment in his
aums. Lead me upstairs. SON" he
murmured presently. I'm tired. Tn
going to bed"
When Colonel Seth Pennington
turned from the telephone aud faced
his niece, Shirley read his triumph III
his face. "Old Cardigan has capltu'
lated at last" he cried exultingly lie
Just telephOned to say he'd accept my
last offer for his Valley of the Giants.
"But you're not going to buy IL
You told him so. Uncle Seth"
"Of course Pm not going to buy IT,
at my last offer. IT'S worth hve thou.
sand dollars in the open market ana
once I offered him fifty thousand Tor
II. Now III give him five"
81 wonder why he wants to SELL
Shirley unused. "FrOm what Bryce
Cardigan told me once, his father at
inches sentimental value To that
strip OF woods; his wife is buried
there"
Hes selling II because he's desper-
ate. n he wasn't lettering on the
verge OF bankruptcy, he'd never let
me outgame him" Pennington replied
gayly. "Tll wait until he has gone
husband save twenty-five or thirty
thousand dollars"
81 think you're biting off your nose
to spite your face. Uncle Seth. The
Laguna Grande Lumber company
needs that outlet In dollars and
cents. what Is II worth 10 the com
pnny7"
"If I thought I couldn't get II from
Cardigan n few months from now, I'd
go as high as a hundred thousand for
II tonight" he answered cOolly.
"In that event. advise you to take
II for fifty thousand. It's terribly
hard on old Mr.. Cardigan to have to
sell II. even at that price"
"You do not understand these mat
ters, Shirley. Don't try. And don't
waste your sympathy on that old
humbug. He has to dig up fifty thou
sand dollars to pay on his bonded in
debtedness. and he's finding II n diff
cult Job. He's just sparring for time,
but he'll lose out"
AS II to indicate that he considered
the matter closed, the Colonel drew
his chair toward the fire, picked up a
magazine, and commenced idly to slit
the pages. Shirley studied the back
of his head for some time. then got
out some fancy work and commenced
plying her needle. And as she piled
II, n thought, nebulous at first, gradual
" took form In her head until even
tually she murmured loud enough for
the Colonel TO hear:
an do It."
"Do whatf" Pennington queried.
Something nice for somebody who
did something nice for me-" she an
swered.
About two o'clock the following aft
ernoon old Judge Moore OF the Su-
perlor court OF Humboldt county, drift
ed into Bryce Cardigan's Office. sat
down unlimited. and lifted his long
legs to the top OF an adjacent chair.
"well. Bryce, my boy" he began,
"a little bird tells me your daddy Is
considering the sale OF Cardigan's
Redwoods, or the Valley OF the Giants.
How about it7"
Bryce stared at him a moment Ques-
tionlngly. ayes, judge" he replied,
"we'll sell, II we get our price"
"Well," his visitor drawled, IL have
a client who might be persuaded. I'm
here to talk turkey. what's your
price,"
Before we talk price," Bryce par
rled, II want you to answer ques-
tlon."
Let her fly" said Judge Moore.
"Are you. directly or Indirectly. act
Ing for Colonel Pennington"
That's none OF your business, young
man-at least. 1t would be none Of
your business II were. directly or in