The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1920-11-19

! one of Macs old friends down tc
Willis purposely to call on him and
invite him out for a time;' but Mao
wouldn't drink with him. No, sir, he
couldn't be tempted. On the contrary
he told the tempter that / had prom
ised to give him back his job If he re-
manned on the water wagon for one
| year; he was resolved to win back his
| job and his self-respect."
81 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 had an.
other ace up my kimono?"
Bryce nodded.
THAT was not brag, old dear. had
the ace, and this morning I played II
wherefore in my heart there is that
peace that passeth understanding
particularly since / have just had a
telegram informing me that my ace
took the odd trick.
"You will recall that from the very
instant we decided to cut in that jump
crossing, we commenced to plan
against interference by Pennington; in
consequence we kept, or tried to keep,
our decision secret. However, there
existed at all times the possibility that
Pennington might discover our benevo-
lent Intentions and block us with his
only weapOn-a restraining order is
sued by the judge of the United States
district court. s..
"Now, one of the most delightful
things l know about court is that 1t
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 Pennington got to the dis
trict court first, we were lostr'
You mean you got there first? ex-
claimed Bryce.
II did-by the very simple method
of preparing to get there first in case
anything slipped. Something did slip
last night! However, I was ready
so all l had to do was press the but
ron, for as Omar Khayyam remarked
What shall it avail man If he buy
eth a paddock for his stable after his
favorite stallion hath been lifted? Sew
eral days ago, my boy, ] wrote q long
letter to our attorney in San Francisco
explaining every detail of our predica-
ment; the instant received that tenn
porary franchise from the city council,
| mailed certified copy Of it to our
attorney also. Then, in anticipation
of our discovery by Pennington, l in
structed the attorney to prepare the
complaint and petition for q restrain
ing order against Seth Pennington ct
al, and stand by to rush to the Judge
with it the instant he heard from me
wei, about the time old Penning-
ton started for San Francisco this
morning, l had our attorney out of bed
and on theslong-distance telephone: at
nine o'clock this morning he appeared
in the United States district court; at
nine-ffteen the judge signed a restrain
ing order forbidding our enemies to
interfere with us in the exercise of
right legally granted us by the city of
Sequoia, and at nine-thirty a deputy
United States marshal started in an
for Sequoia, via the over
land route. He will arrive late tomor-
row night, and on Sunday we will get
that locomotive out of our way and in
stall our crossing"
"And Pennington"
"Ah, the poor Pennington! Mon
pauvre Seth" Buck sighed comical-
ly. "He will be just twenty-four hours
late"
"You old he-fox!" Bryce murmured.
"You wicked. wicked mani"
Buck Ogilvy lifted his lapel and
shifted luxuriously at his white carna-
ton, the while thin little smile
played around the corners of his hui
morous mouth. "Ah," he murmured
presently, 'life's pretty sweet, isn't
it?"