Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-04-05

States district court. Wonder why he
didn't wire his attorney to attend to
tho matter for him."
He has tho crossing blocked. and
inasmuch as the mayor feeds out OF
Pennington's hand, the Colonel Is
quite confident that said crossing will
remain blocked. As for tho restrain
ing order-well, IL one wants thing
we'll done, one should do 1t oneself"
"All that doesn't explain your
cheerful attitude, tho"
"Oh. but II does, I've told you
about old Duncan McTavish, Molra's
father, haven't r." ogilvy nodded. and
Bryce continued. when I fired the
old scoundrel for BOOKING II almost
broke his heart: he had to leave
Humboldt where everybody knew
him so he wandered down to Men
docino county and got job sticking
lumber In the drying. yard of the VIII
Its Lumber company. He's been there
two months now. and | am informed
by his employer that old Mac hasn't
taken drink In all that time. And
what's more. he isn't going to take
one again"
How do YOU know"
Because make II my business to
find out. Mac was the finest woods
boss this county ever knew: hence
you do not assume that I would lose
the old scoundrel without making n
fight for him. do you" Why Buck,
he's been on the Cardigan pay roll
thirty years. and only fired him in
order to reform him. Well last week
I sent one of Mack's old friends to
Willis purposely to call on him and
wouldn't drink with him. No sir, he
couldn't he tempted On the con-
trary he told the tempter that I had
promised to give him back his job il
he remained on the water wakon for
one year; he was resolved to win
back his Job and his self-respect."
Il know what your plan is" Ogilvy
interrupted. Listen now, to fathers
words of wisdom. Didn't you hear me
tell that girl and her villainous avun-
cular relative last night that 1 had
another ace up my kimono?"
Bryce nodded.
That was not brag. old dear. had
the ace, and this morning I played it
wherefore in my heart there is that
peace that passeth understanding
particularly since have just had 4.
telegram informing me that my al
took the odd trick.
You will recall that from the yeTy
instant we decided to cut in that
NJ
plan against interference by Pen
nington; in consequence we kept.
tried to keep, our decision a secret.
However. there existed at all times
the possibility that Pennington might
discover our benevolent intention
and block us with his only weapon
restraining order issued by the
Judge of the United States district
court.
Now. one Of the most delightful
things | know about a court is that
it is open to all men seeking justice
Or injustice disguised as justice.
Also there is wise old saw to the
effect that battles are won by the
fellow who gets there first with the
| most men. The situation from the
start was absurdly simple. If Pen
nington got to the district court first,
| we were LOST"
You mean you got there frst?
exclaimed Bryce.
Il did-by the very simple method
| of preparing TO get there first in case
anything slipped. Something did
slip-last night. However, 1 was
| ready; SO all had to do was press
the button, for as one Omar Khay-
yam remarked: What shall it avail
a man # he buyeth paddock for his
stable after his favorite stallion
hath been lifted?' Several days ago.
my boy, I wrote long letter to our
attorney In San Francisco explaining
every detail of our predicament; the
instant l received that temporary
franchise from the city council,
mailed certified copy of it to our
attorney also. Then. in anticipation
Of our discovery by Pennington. I in
structed the attorney to prepare the
complaint and petition for a re-
straining order against Seth Pen
nington ct al. and stand by to rush
to the judge with itNthe instant he
HedTu from me.
WELL about the time old Penning-
ton started for San Francisco this,
morning, 1 had our attorney out of
bed and OH the long distance tele-
phone; at o'clock this morning he
appeared in the United States dis
trict court: at 9:15 the judge signed
restraining order forbidding our
enemies to interfere with us in the
exercise of right legally granted us
by the city Of Sequoia. and at $3.50
deputy United States marshal
started in an automobile for Sequoia,
via the overland route. He will ar
rive late tomorrow night, and on
Sunday we will get that locomotive
out Of our way and install our cross
ing"
"And Pennington"
"Ah. the poor Pennington! Mon
pauvre Seth" Buck sighed comical-
~. "He will be just twenty-four
hours late"
you old he-fox!" Bryce muir
INJURED. you wicked, wicked man."
Buck Ogilvy lifted his lapel and
shifted luxuriously at his white car
nation, the while a thin little smile
played around the corners of his HUI
morous mouth "Ah," he murmured
presently, 'life's pretty sweet, isn't
| it,"
(To be continued)