The Concordia sentinel. (Vidalia, Concordia Parish, La.) 1882-current, 1920-07-10

McTaviSh left her desk and came over
to see what the visitor desired.
81 should like to see Mr.. Bryce
Cardigan" Buck began in crisp bus
iIesSlike accents. He was fumbling
in his card-Case and did not look up
until about to hand his card to MORA
when his mouth flew half open. the
while he stared at her with consum-
mate frankness. The girls glance met
his mOmentarily. then was lowered
mOdestly; she took the card and car
ried ii to Bryce.
"Hum-m-m !" Bryce grunted. THAT
noisy fellow Ogilvy, eh?"
His clothes are simply wonderful
and 50 is his voice. He's very refined.
But he's carroty red and has freckled
hands. Mr.. Bryce."
Bryce rose and sauntered into the
general office.
"NIr Bryce Cardigan?" Buck queried.
AT your service, Mr.. Ogilvy. Please
come in"
THANK you so much. sir" He fol-
Lived Bryce to the latter's private
office. closed the door carefully behind
him. and stood with his broad back
against 1t.
Buck. are You losing your mind?"
Bryce demanded.
Losing it? l should say not. I've
just lost it,"
81 believe you. If you were quite
sane. you wouldn't run the risk of be-
ing seen entering my office"
."Tut-tut, old dear! None of that!
Am not the handspring of the North
ern California Oregon railroad and
privileged to run the destinies of that
soulleSs corporation as see ftp He
sat down, crossed his long legs, and
ierkeI a speckled thumb toward the
outer office. 81 was sane when came
in here, but the eyes of the girl out
side-oh, VOW. them eyes! l must be
introduced to her."
Love at first sight. Ell. Buck?"
81 don't know what it is. but It's
nice. Who is sheY'
"She's Mora McTavish, and you're
not TO make love to her. Understand?
! can't. have you shopping around this
office after to-day"
Mr.. Ogilvy's eyes popped with interest,
"Oh," he breathed. ".YOu have an eye
70 the main chance yOuself, have youf
Have you proposed to the lady as
YETI"
"NO. you idiot"
"Then I'll match you for her-or
rather for the chance to propose first
"Nothing doing. Buck. Spare your
self these agOnizing suspicious. The
fact OF the matter is that you give me
wonderful inspiration. I've always
been afraid MORA would fall In love
with some ordinary fellow around
Sequola--prOpinquity, you know"
sYou bet. rropinquity's the stuff.
I'll stick around"
and I've been on the lookout for
fine man to marry her off to. She's
too wonderful for you, Buck, but in
time you might learn to live up TO
her."
Duck! I'm liable to kiss you"
Don't he too precipitate. Her father
used to be our woOds-bOss. fired
him for boozing"
81 wouldn't care two boots If her
dad was old Nick himself. I'm going
tC marry her-if she'll have me. All
the glorious creaturep He waved his
long arms despairingly. 20 Lord, send
me a cure for freckles. Bryce, you'll
speak kind word for me, won't you
sort of boom my stock. Ell? Be q
good fellow n
certainly. Now come dow 10 earth
and render a report on youf lewaftl
ship" -
"Tu try. To begin, I've secured
rights of way, at total cost Of twelve
thousand, one hundred and three dol
lars and nine cents, from the city
limits of Sequoia to the southern bOun
dairy Of your timber in Township nine
I've got my line surveyed, and so faI
as the building of the road is concern
ed, know exactly what I'm going tC
do. and how and when I'm going Il
do 1t. once get my material on the
ground.
81 have an option of rattling goOt
secondhand locomotive down at the
Santa Fe shops, and the Hawkins
Barnes Construction company has offer
ed me a steam shovel. half a dozer
fiat-cars. and lot of fresnOs ant
scrapers at ruinous prices. We cal
buy or rent teams from local citizen.
and get half of our labor locally. AnC
as soon as you tell me how I'm to ge
my material ashore and out on the job
I'll order It and get busy"
That's exactly where the shoe be
gins to pinch. PennlngtOn's mainline
tracks enter the city along Waite
street. with one spur into his log-dumi
and another out on his mill-dock
From the mainline tracks we alst
have built a spur through our drying
yard out TO our log-dump and I
switch-line out to our mill-dOck. W.
can unload our locomotive. steam
shovel, and flat-cars on our owl
wharf, but unless Pennington give
US permission to use his main-Iin,
tracks out to a point beyond the cit.
limits-where a Y will letd of Il
where the point of construction be
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