The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1920-05-20

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been mauieueed save by Moln herself
.Do you remember when was boy,
Mora. how ! used to come up TO the
logging camps 20 hunt and fshi ] al
ways lived with the McTayishes then
And In September. when the buckle
berries were ripe. We used 10 90 out
and pick them together. Poor M0ira J
Why. were old pals. and I'll be shot
n I'm going TO see you suffer Listen.
Moira. I'm going to fire your father,
as I've said. because he's working for
old J. u. now. not the Cardigan Red
wood Lumber company. ! really ought
20 pension him after his long years In
the Cardigan service. but III be
hanged II We can afford pensions any
more-particularly 10 keep a man In
booze; so the best our old woods-boss
gets from me is this shanty. or another
like IL when we move 10 new cuttings,
and a perpetual meal-ticket for our
camp dining room while the Cardi-
gans remain in business. I'd finance
him for trip 10 some state institu-
ton where they sometimes reclaim
such wreckage. n | didn't think he's
too old dog TO be taught new tricks. "
perhaps" she suggested sadly,
"you had better talk the matter over
with him"
"No. ia rather not. I'm fond Of your
father, Molra. lie was man when
| saw him last--such man as these
woods will never see again-and
don't want 10 see him again until he's
cold sober. I'll write him a letter. As
for you, Moira. you're fired, too. III
not have you waiting on table In my
logging-camp-not by Jugful You're
TO come down TO Sequoia and go Ia
work in our office We can use you on
the books. helping Sinclair. and re.
leve him of the task OF billing. check
Ing tallies. and looking after the pay
roll. I'll, pay you hundred dollars
month. MORA. Can YOU get along
on that?"
Her hard hand closed over his
tightly, hut she did not speak.
"All right. MORA. It's go. then
There. there. girl. don't cry. We
Cardigans had twenty-five years OF
faithful service from Donald McTav.
sh before he commenced slipping
after all, we owe him something
think"
She drew his hand suddenly TO her
lips and kissed IT. her hot tears OF
ioy fell on It. but her heart was toe
full for mere words.
"Fiddle-de-dee. Moira Buck up
he protested. hugely pleased. but EN-
barrassed withal. "The way you take
this. one would think you had expect.
ed me TO go back on an old pal and
had been pleasantly surprised when
didn't. Cheer up MORA I'll tell you
what I'll do. III advance you two
months salary for-well. you'll need
lot OF clothes aud things in Sequoin
that you don't need here. And I'm
glad I've managed 10 settle the Me
lavish hash without kicking up roV
and hurting your feelings. Poor ol'
Maci I'm sorry can't bear with him
but we simply have TO have the logs
you know"
He rose. stopped. and plnched ne
ear; for had he not known her sine
childhood, and had they not gathere'
huckleberries together In the Ion
ago? She was sister to him-Just an
other one ot his problems-and notl
Ing more. Report on the job as 500
as possible. Moira," he called 10 he
| from the gate.
Presently, when Moira lifted he
Madonna glance 10 the frieze OF tiii
ber on the skyline. there was ne'
glory In her eyes; and 10. II was au
tumn in the woods. for over that hll
Prince Charming had come TO her. an
life was all crimson and gold
When the train loaded with Caro-
gan logs crnwled In on the main trac
and stopped at the log-landlng In Per
nlngton's camp. the locomotive M
coupled and backed in on the sidin
for the purpose OF kicking the caboos'
in which Shirley and Colonel Penninl
ton had ridden to the woods, out ont
the main line again-where. owing {
slight downhill grade. the caboos
controlled by the brakeman coul
coast gently forward and be hooke
onto the end OF the log train for th
return journey TO Sequoia.
Throughout the afternoon Shirlel
following the battle royal betwee
Bryce and the Pennington retainer
had sat dlsinally in the caboose. Sd
was prey TO many conflicting emo
tions: but having had what her Sc
term "a good cry" she had 10 grea
extent recovered her customary pols
and was busily speculating on -
rapidlty with which she could leax
Sequoia and forget she had ever me
Bryce Carilgan--when the log trai
rumbled into the landing and the la'
Of the long string of trucks came 10
stop directly opposite the cabeose.
Continued Next Week
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