The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1920-04-08


In the country, and everybody realizes
it l don't know what I'd do without
Rondeau. He certainly makes those
bohunks Of mine step lively"
"Oh-h-hl Do you employ bohunks
Colonel"
Certainly. They cost less; they
are far less Independent than most
men and more readily handled. And
you don't have to pamper them-par.
ticularly in the matter of food. Why,
Mr.. Cardigan, with all due respect to
your father, the way he feeds his men
is simply ridiculous! Cake and pie
and doughnuts at the same meal!"
swell. Dad started in to feed his
men the same food he fed himself,
and l suppose the habits one forms in
youth are not readily changed in old
age, Colonel"
but that makes it hard for other
manufacturers, the Colonel protested.
Il feed my men good plain food aud
plenty of it-quite better food than
they were used to before they came to
this country; but l cannot seem to
satisfy them. Your respected parent
is the basis for comparison in this
country, Cardigan, and find it dewitt
ish fnconvenient." He laughed fndul-
gently and passed his cigarette-c case
to Bryce.
Uncle Seth always grows restless
when some other man is the leader"
Shirley volunteered with mische.
vous glance at Pennington. "Don't
you, Nunkydunk?"
"Fm afraid | do, my dear" the
Colonel admitted with his best air OF
hearty expansiveness. I'm afraid !
do. However, Mr.. Cardigan, now that
you have-at least, I have been so in
formed-taken over your fathers bust
ness, l am hoping we will be enabled
to get together on many little details
and work them out on a common basis
to our mutual advantage. We lumber
men should stand together and not
make it hard for each other. How
ever" he concluded, "let's not talk
shop. l imagine we have enough OF
that during the day. Besides. here
are the cocktails"
With the disposal of the cocktails
the conversation drifted into discus
sion of Shirley's adventures with a
salmon in Big lagoon. The Colonel
on tho CJ1nori0r
sport of muskellunge-fshing. which
prompted Bryce to enter into descrip-
ton of going after swOrdfish among
the islands Of the Santa Barbara chan
mel. "Once l was fishing at San"
The butler appeared in the doorway
and bowed to Shirley, announcing that
dinner was served. The girl rose and
gave her arm to Bryce; with her other
arm linked through her uncle's she
turned toward the dining room.
Just inside the entrance Bryce
paused. The soft glow of the candles
in the old-fashioned silver candle
sticks upon the table was reflected in
the polished walls of the room-walls
/ formed OF panels or the most eX-
quisitely patterned redwood burl Bryce
| Cardigan had ever seen. Also the
panels were unusually large.
Shirley Summers alert glance fol-
| lowed Bryce's as it swept around the
room. This dining room is Uncle
Seth's particular delight, Mr.. Cardi-
gan" she explained.
SIT is very beautiful, Miss Sumner.
And your uncle has worked wonders
in the matter of having it polished.
Those panels are positively the largest
and most beautiful specimens of red
wood burl ever turned out in this
| country. The grain is not merely
wavy; it is not merely curly; it is
actually so contrary that you have
here, Colonel Pennington, room alb
solutely unique, in that it is formed
| of birds-eye burl. Mark the deep
shadows in it. And how it does reflect
| those candles"
ut is beautiful" the Colonel de
clared. "And l must confess to a
| pardonable pride in it, although the
task of keeping these walls from be-
ing marred by the furniture knocking
against them requires the utmost
care"
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