Roanoke Rapids herald. [volume] (Roanoke Rapids, N.C.) 1914-192?, 1920-04-09

up to that grove, your woods.bos
went up and stole that which yo
knew you could not buy"
THAT will be about all from you
young man. Get out of my office
And. by the way, forget that you hay
met my niece"
ITS your ofl'Ice-so I'll get out A
for your second c0mmand"-he snappe,
his fingers in PennlngtonS face
"fOoey :"
When Bryce had gone, the Colone
hurriedly called his logging-camp OF
the telephone and asked for Jules
Rondeau, only to be informed by The
timekeeper who answered the tele
phone, that Rondeau was up in Tho
green timber with the choppers and
could not be gotten TO the telephone
In less than two hours.
do not send for him, then" Pen.
nngton commanded. I'm coming up
on the cIeNcn-iifieen train and will
talk 10 him when he comes in for his
lunch
At eleven O'Clock, and just as the
Colonel was leaving to board the
elevertfteen logglng-trHln bound
empty for The woods, Shirley sumner
made her appearance in his office.
Uncle Seth" she complained I'm
lonesome. The bookkeeper tells me
you're going up to the logging.camp.
May 20 with your
by all means. Usually | ride in
the cab with the engineer and fireman; ;
but If you're coming. I'll have them
nook on the cabooSe. Step lively, my
dear, or they'll be holding the train
for us and upsetting our schedule"
By virtue of their logglng-contract
with Pennington, the Carllgans and
their employees were transported free
over Pennlngton'S logging railroad;
hence, when Bryce Cardigan resolved
TO wait upon Jules Rondeau in the mat.
ter Of that murdered Giant, IL was
Of him to choose the
shortest and most direct route to his
luarry. and MS the long string of empty
Ioggingtrucks came crawling off the
lagunn 'irande Lumber compHnys log
lump he swung over the side, quite
ignorant of The fact that Shirley and
her precious relative We're riding in
the little caboose In the rear
At tweye-lcn the train slid in on
he log landing.
"WhercS Rondcau?' Bryce asked
The engineer pointed 20 huge
'wnrthy man approaching across the
'l"aring in which the camp was sit
lated, That's him" he replied +.
And without further ado. Bryce strobe I
o meet his man.
Are sou Jules Rondeau?" he de- |.
handed us lie came up to the woods. I
'osS, The latter nodded. I'm Bryce
'Hrdigan,' his interrogation announced
and I'm here to thrash you for chop
ling that big redwood tree over in
hat little valley where my mother is
uried"
"Oh !" hondeau smiled. "Wlz
leaSure, MSleur" And without
moments hesitation he rushed. Bryce
acked away from him warily, and
ey circled.
when | get through with you, Ron
eau" Bryce said distinctly. it'll take
good man TO lead you to your meals.
his country isn't biz enough for both
{ us, and since you came here last
ou've got to 90 first
Bryce stepped in, tented for Ron
eau's jaw with his right, and when
he woods-boss quickly recovered. rip
ed sizzling left into the latters
lldrlf ROndeau grunted and dropped
is guard with the result that Bryce's
reat fists pl;yed devils tattoo on
Is countenance before he could
ROUGH and cover.
This Is tough one thought Bryce.
lis blows had not, apparently, had the
ighteSt effect on the wOods-boss.
rouched low and with his arms
raped around his head, Rondeau
ill came on unfalteringly, and Bryce
as forced 10 give way before him; to
I'VE his hands. he avoided the risk Of
altering Rondeau's hard head and
newy arms.
Already word that the woOds-boss
ms battling with stranger had been
lOuted into the camp dining room
nd the entire crew of that camp
their half-fnished NEAL
lme pouring forth to view the contest
ut of the tail Of his eye Bryce saw
lem coming but he was not appre-
ansive, for he knew the code of the
oodsmnn: LET every man roll his
" u HubI. II NoulN bt llSHt 10 II r.,
llsh for no man would interfere.
riking. kicking gouging, biting, or :
loking would not be looked upon as
lsportsmanlike; and rs Bryce backed .
Iutlonsly away from the huge, 1.-THE, !,
tive. and powerful man before him,
, realized that Jules Rondeau was, !,
his father had stated, top dog !,
nOng the lumheriacks." !.
Rondeau, II was apparent, had no
omach for Brycr's style of combat.
e wanted a rough-and-tumble fight
I'd kept rushing, hoping to clinch; II !,
could but get his great hands on
ryce, he would wreste him down, !.
imb him, and finish the fight in jig :
ne. But rough-and-tumble was !,
actly what Bryce was striving to
old hence when Rondeau rushed
'yce sidestepped and peppered the