The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1920-09-09

Buck insisted on Keeping an enRnge-
ment TO dine with MORA, and Bryce
agreed TO call for him nt the Bon
Gusto restaurant. Then Bryce went
home TO dine with his father. Old
Cardigan was happier than his son
had seen him since the return OF the
latter to Sequoia.
"Well, sonny, ~ had n mighty
pleasant afternoon" he declared ms
Bryce led him 10 the dinner table
1--WE been UP 10 the Valley OF the
Giants"
Bryce was amazed. "Why, how
could your" he demanded. "The old
skid road is lmpassnble, and after you
leave the end OF the skid road. the
trail In TO mothers grave II so over
grown with buckthorn and wild lilac
! Coubt II n rabbit could get through
It comfortably"
mot bit Of IT," the old man re-
piled. somebody has gone TO work
and plnnked that old skid rond and
put up hand rail on ench side.
while the trail through the Giants has
been grubbel out and smoothed over.
Az that old logging cable abandoned
{. those ch0pplngs has been strung
from tree to tree alongside the path
on both sides. can go up there alone
now. once George sets me on the old
skid rond; can't get lost"
"lIow did you discover thisT Bryce
demanded.
"Judge Moore, representing the new
att .t,,a a
took me IN tow. He said his client
knew the property held for me Ger.
tain sentimental value which wasn't
transferred In the deed, and so the
Judge had been instructed to have the
skid road plnnked and the forest trail
grubbed out-for me. II appears that
the valley Is going 10 he public
park. after MI. but for the present and
while live, II Is my private park"
"Thls Is perfectly amazing partner"
"It's mighty comforting" his father
admitted. "Guess the new owner must
be one OF my old frlends-perhaps
somebody did favor for once
and this Is his way Of repaying. I'd
like TO know the name of the owner
I'd like mighty well to say thank you
To him. II isn't usual for people now
ndnys TO have us much respect for
sentiment In an old duffer like me NJ
the fellow has. lie sort of makes me
feel rs II I hadn't sold at nll."
Buck Ogllvy came out of the Bon
Gusto restaurant with MORA. Just ns
Bryce. with George Sea otter at the
wheel Of the Napier, drove up to the
curb. They left Molrn nt her bonrd-
ing house, and relied noiselessly away.
AT nine o'clock they arrived ut
Cardignn's log landing and found Jim
Harding, the bull-donkey engineer.
plncldly smoking his pipe IN the cab.
Bryce hailed him.
THAT you, Jim2"
"You bet"
run up TO Jabe Curtis shanty and
tell him we're here. Have him gather |
his gang and bring two pairs OF |
.overnlls and two jumpers-large size |
with him when he comes"
Presently the woods. boss, accom-.
panied by thirty OF his best men, came
down to the log landing. At Bryce's
order they clambered aboard the en-
CINE and tender, hanging on the steps,
on the roof OF the cab, on the cow
cntcher--nnywhere they could find n
toehold Buck Ogilvy cut of the air:
and the locomotive and tender began
10 glide slowly down the almost Inn
grade. with a slight click
II cleared the switch and slid out onto
the Cardigan lateral, swiftly gather
Ing speed. A quarter Of mile down
the line Buck Ogllvy applied the
brakes and cascd her down to twenty
miles per hour.
At the junction with the main line
Buck backed briskly up into the
Lagunda Grande woods, and coupled
to the two loaded Hat cars. The
woods gang scrambled aboard the
fats, and the train pulled out for Sc
luoln. Forty minutes later they rum
bled down Water street and slid to n
grinding halt at the intersection of Il
street.
From the darkness OF Cardlgan's
Trying yard. where they had been
waiting. twenty picked men of the
Mill crew now emerged. bearing Ian
erns and tools. Under Buck ogllvy's
direction the dirt promptly began to
ly, while the woods crew unloaded the
ais and piled them close TO the side
walk.
Suddenly voice. harsh and strident
With passion, rose above the thud of
he picks and the clang OF metal.
''Who's In charge here, and what in
,lazes do you mean by cutting my
racksT"
Bryce turned In time TO behold Col.
Seth Pennington leap from an auto
Mobile and advance upon Buck Ogilvy.
)gilyy held n lantern up TO the Colo
lel's face ana surveyed Pennington {
'nlmly.
Colonel" he began with exasperat-
ng politeness, II presume you are
colonel Pennington - my name Is I