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CHAPTER ~,

1t was on the Gay that John Cardi-
gan received the telegram from Bryce
saying that, following four years at
Princeton and two years of travel
abroad, he was returning TO SeQuoia to
take over his redwood heritagethat
he discovered that a stranger and not
the flesh Of his flesh and the blood Of
his blood was to reap the reward of
his fifty years of endeavor.
For long time he sat there lethar.
eic with misery. Eventually he
reused himself. reached for the desk
telephone. and pressed button on
the office eIchangestation. His man.
ager, one Thomas Sinclair, answered.
Thomas" he said calmly, you
know, Of course. that Bryce is COM
ing home. Tell George to take the
big car and so over to Red Bluff for
him"
George Sea Otter. son of Bryce
Cardigan's old half-breed nurse. was
a person In whose nature struggled
the whites predilection for advertise
ment and civic pride and the red
mans instinct for adornment. For
three years he had been old man
Cardigan's chauffeur and man-of.all-
work about the latter's old-fashioned
home, and in the former capacity he
drove John Cardigan's single evidence
of extravagance-a Napier car. which
was very justly regarded by George
Sea Otter as the king of automobiles,
ciDrn II tho only {yoy
the county. Upon receipt of orders.
therefore from Sinclair. to drive the
Napier over to Red Bluff and meet
his future boss and one-time play
fellow, George Sea Otter arrayed him
self In pair of new black corduroy
trousers. yellow button shoes, a blue
woolen shirt with a large scarlet silk
handkerchief tied around the neck. a
pair of beaded buckskin gloves with
fringe dependent from the gauntlet
and broad white beaver hat with a
rattlesnake-skin band. Across the
windshield OF the Napier he fastened
an Orange-colored pennant bearing
in bright green letters the legend:
MY CITY-SEQUOIA. As safety
nrSt preCautioH against man and
beast en- route. he buckled gun
scabbard to the spare tires on the
r1inning-board and slipped rifle into
the scabbard within quick and easy
reach of his hand; and arrnyed thus,
George descended upon Red Blufr at
the helm Of the king of automobiles.
When the overland train coasted
into Red Bluff and slid to grinding
halt, Bryce Cardigan saw that the
Highest Living Authority had de-
scended from the train also. He had
elected to designate her thus In the
absence Of any information anent her
Christian and family names. and for
the further reason that quite obvious
ly she was very superior person.
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CHAPTER iI-continusd.

OF all their adventures together,
,ov,yer, those which occurred on their
t,ousnt excursions up to the Valley
a, ths Giants Impressed themselves
luperi,habIy upon Bryce's memory.
Nav well he remembered their first
tin when, seated astride his fathers
,boulters with his sturdy little legs
,oupd CardIgan's neck and his chubby
utls hands clasping the old mans
urs they had gone up the abandon
ID sEld.roaG and into the semi-dark-
rs,, OF the forest. terminating sud-
denly In a shower of sunshine that
,el IN an open space where boy
could roll and play and never get
dirty Bryce looked forward with
esgerness to those frequent trips with
bis father ITO the place where Mother
dear went TO heaven"
When Bryce was six years old. his
father sent him to the public school
10 SequOla with the children OF his
loggers and mIll-hands. thus laying
the foundation for democratic edu-
cation all too nfreQuent with the sons
0. men rated us mIlliona!res. Bryce's
toyhOOd was much the same as that
Of other lads In SeQuoia, save that in
he matter Of toys and later guns.
sshlng.rOds. dogs and ponies he was a
source Of envy to his fellows. After
bis tenth year his father placed him
90 the mill payroll. and on payday
he was wont TO line up with the mill
crew to receive his modest stipend Of
Ten dollars for carrying in kindlIng to
the cook In the mill kitchen each day
after school.
This otherwise needless arrangement
was old CardIgan's way OF teaching
bis boy financial responsibility.
When Bryce Cardigan was about
fourteen years old there occurred an
Important event In his life. In a COM
mendable effort to Increase his income
ne had laid out small vegetable
garden In the rear of his fathers
house and here on Saturday morn
Ing, while down on his knees wedding
carrots he CHANGED to look up and
discovered young lady gazing at him
through the picket fence. She was a
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woe. This staggered Bryce aud pleas
ed him Immensely. And at parting
she kissed him goodbye, relteratlpy
her opinion that he was the incest,
sindest boy she had ever met or hoped
to meet.
When Shirley and her uncle snt
aunt boarded the steamer for San
Francisco. Bryce stood dIsconsoIate
on the dock and waved to Shirley
until he could no longer discern her
on the deck. He thought Of his elfn
companion very frequently for q week.
and he lost his appetite. very much to
Mrs. Tully's concern. Then the
steeihead trout began to run ln Eel
river. and the sweetest event that can
occur In any boys existence-the sud.
Den awakening TO the wonder and
beauty OF life so poignantly realized
In his first loveaTair-was lost sight
OF BY Bryce. In month he had for
gotten the Incident: In six months he
had forgotten Shirley Sumner.
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rail connection with the outside world.
SO We are forced to ship our lumber
by water. But some day a railroad
VIII be built In from the south-frofn
San Francisco: and when II comes. the
only route for II TO travel is through
our timber In the San Hedrin valley.
I've accumulated that ten thousand
acres for you. my son. for the railroad
Will never be built in my day. II
doesn't matter. son. You wifi still be
logging there fifty years from now.
And when the railroad people come TO
you for right of way, my boy. give
II to them Don't charge them a cent.
II has always been my policy TO en-
courage the development of this
county, and want you to be for
wardlooking, public-spirited citizen.
That's why I'm sending you East 10
college. You've been born and raised
In this town. and you must see more
OF the world. Listen to me. son.
You're only a boy, and you can't un-
derstand everything tell you. but
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uon. The heavy buet-logs hae sunk
to the bottom he continued. -wis
normal head o. water, the lads1i move
them. but wi the drappie we have the
MOO" he threw up his hamlike
hands despairingly.
Three days later a cloud-bursr filled
the river TO the brim: II came at night
and swept the river clean OF Csrdl-
gan's clear LOGS. An army OF jug
gernauts. they swept down on the
boI.ls torrent TO ttdewster. reaching
the bay shortly after the tide had
commenced TO ebb.
Now. chain Is only as strong IS
Its weakest link. and q os-boom is q
chaplet Of small logs, linked end to
end by means OF short chains: hence
when the vanguard of logs on the
lip Of that food reached the log
boom. the impetus Of the charge was
too great 10 be resisted. Straight
through the weakest link In this boom
the huge saw-loes crashed and out
over Humboldt bar TO the broad Pa
cific. With the ebb ttde some of them
came back, while others, caught In
cross-currents, bobbed about the bay
all night and finally beached at widely
scattered points Out OF the fifteen
million feet Of logs less than three
million were salvaged. and this task
in Itself was an expensive operation.
John Cardigan received the news
calmly. He turned from the manager
and walked away through his logged
over lands. across the little divide
and down into the Quarter-section of
green timber he had told McTavish
not to cut. Once In the Valley OF the
Giants, he followed a weIl-worn foot
path to the little amphitheater. and
where the sunlight filtered through
like a halo and fell on a plain little
white marble monument, he paused
and sat down on the now almost de-
cayed sugar.pine windfall.
I've come for a little comfort,
sweetheart" he murmured to her who
slept beneath the stone. Then he
leaned back against redwood tree,
removed his hat, and closed his eyes,
holding his great gray head the while
little to one side in a listening atti-
tude. Long he sat there. great,
time-bitten devotee at the shrine OF
his comfort; and presently the har-
ried look left his strong, kind face
and was replaced by little prescient
smilNthe sort of smile worn by one
who through bitter years has sought
something very, very precious and
has at length discovered IL.
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some day understanding will come to
you. You mustn't fail the people who
work for you-who are dependent upon
your strength and brains and enter
prise to furnish them with an oppor-
tunity for life, liberty, and the pursuit
OF happiness. When you are the boss
of CardIgan's MILL you must keep the
wheels turning; you must never shut
down the mill or the logging-camps
in dull times just to avoid a loss you
can stand better than your employees"
His hard, trembling old hand closed
over the boys. II want you to be Il
brave and honorable man." he con-
cluded.
True to his word. when John Cardi-
gan finished his logging in his old
original holdings adjacent to SeQuoia
and Bill Henderson's SQuaw creek
timber, he quietly moved south with
his Squaw creek woods-gang and join
ed the crew already getting out logs
in the San Hedrin watershed. Not
until then did Bill Henderson realize
that John Cardigan had called his
bluff-whereat he cursed himself for
fool and poor Judge of human ma
ture. He had tried hold-up game
and had failed; a dollar thousand
feet stumpaGe was fair price; for
years he had needed the money; and
now, when 1t was too late, he realized
his error. Luck was with Henderson,
however, for shortly thereafter there
came again to Sequoia one Colonel
Pennington, a millionaire white-pine
operator from Michigan. From n
chair-warmer on the porch OF the
Hotel Sequoia, the Colonel had heard
the tale of how stiff-necked old John
Cardigan had called the bluff of equal
ly stiff-necked Bill Henderson; so for
the next few weeks the Colonel under
pretense OF going hunting or fishing
on SQuaw creek. managed to make a
fairly accurate cursory cruise of the
Henderson timber-following which
he purchased 1t from the delighted
Bill for a dollar and quarter per
thousand feet stumpage.
No man is infallible. and In plan
ming his logging operations in the San
Hedrin watershed John Cardigan
presently made the discovery that he
had erred In Judgment. That season.
from May to November, his woods
crew put thirty million feet of logs
into the San Hedrin river, while the
mill sawed on n reserve supply Of logs
taken from the last of the old chop
pings adjacent to Squaw creek. That
year. however. the rainfall In the San
Iedrin country was fifty per cent.
less than normal. and by the first of
May of the following year Cardigan's
woods-crew had succeeded In driving
slightly less thnn half of the cut Of
the preceding year to the boom on
tidewater at the mouth Of the river.
"Unless the Lorill gi' us a lot more
sater in the Esver," the woods-boss
McTayish complained. II dinna see
hos I'm to keep the mill runnin'." !"
Ii" w.s taking John Cardigan up the
t ~ :'nA Ind explaining the situa.
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,sN years his Junior, and stranger
eequoia. Ensued the following
asersa'ion: au Hello. little boy"
boy" ain niue
., one ignored the correction. "what
"eyou dolng?"
.W,e weedin' carrots. Can't you seew
hassee' "'see' highly incensed at having
,una. a designated a little boy by this
n '.r'of ., damsel, saw his opportunity
h,.sane s"en'e her. Cats fur for kitten
s,ss .ssnes" he retorted-without any
r.. f'.ce OF originality. we must con-
ut.' '' und for the space Of several min.
ID1 save all his attention to his crop.
~ presently the visitor spoke again.
,r,tt, luxe your hair. little boy. It's a
ts.a aat settled the issue between
s.S I ., TO be hailed a. little boy was
rc,n,sh. enough. but to bs reminded Of his
+ sa,ns ,a misfortune was adding insult
s,ry. asy. He rose and cautiously
sned the fsaes with the intsn-
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What Tenderness ts.

Tenderness Is the extreme suscepti-
bility of the softer emotions and pas
sions. 1t implies the refinement o.
pity. the sensitive delicacy of love. the
culture Of sympathy. and the most
complete embodiment of a fervent,
deep-seated. and impulsive gentleness.
"A. NJ. A. W.
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Bryce Cardigan comes
home to his blind father.
(To BE CONTINUED)
silk for Consistent Hlndus.

Muga silk is a product Of Assam. Er.
silk comes from cnterpillars which feed
on the castor oil plant. 1t Is Of great
value In India. because It is the only
silk that can be spun from cocoons
without killing the .nsects in the CO
coons, and It 10 thei efore the only silb
that can b worn By Q strict Hindoo.
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.cRAzY-LIkE A FOX"

svrop,l,-Pioneer in the Caiifor-
,.daood region. John Cardigan.
a ~ ,orty-,even. is the leading eiu.sn
:, s.ouois, owner Of milis. ships.
ND many acres of timber. . w,d-
-, after three years Of married
M. and father of two-day old
p,,e. n.y. Cardigan. The redwood. with
n, cousin ths seauoia. 10 the Oldest
nd biggest thing on earth. II
rows nowhere but in California
vo,, Of tho redwoods have gone:
,ho,s remaining are apparently
Soopusd to the az and saw. The
..ouoias are safe to future gsnor-
.t,ons In sequoia and Yosemite Ma
t,oa,l parks The Save the Red
yoods League" has been organized
yth the purpose Of ssta olishing .
R,dvoods National park
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Apply piseip,ire.

Restrain all the senses under the
severity Of discipline. and give not
thyself over to foolish mirth-Thom-
- KempiA
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heavily. Moore pulled them up with
Jerk as two figures leaped into view,
his whistle coming to an abrupt pause.
"H-rs fire !" was all he said, staring
dumbly down into Brennans face over
the front wheel. "Where In Sam Hill
did you come from?'
"Fm the one to ask questions, son."
returned the little marshal. the vicious
blue barrel shining In the sunlight,
"and the smarter you answer the less
reason ! shall have TO hurt yer. Don't
reach for that gunl Are you travelling
aloner
Moore nodded, his hands up, but
still grasping the reins.
''Then climb down over the wheel.
Jim, take a look under that canvas |;
Moore, here. is generally genial sort
O. liar and we'd better be sure. All
right-hey? Then dIsmount, Matt. and
be quick about 1t. Now unbuckle that
belt and hand the whNe outfit over to
Westcott; then wen talk business to-
gether."
He showed his own weapon back into
its holster and faced the prisoner, who
had recovered from his first shock Of
surprise and whose pugnaclous temper
was beginning to assert itself. Bren-
nan read this In the mans sulky, de-
liant glance, and his lips smiled
grimly.
Getting oullish, are you, Matt?" he
said, rather softly. "Goin' ter keep a
close tongue In yer head; so that's the
game? Well, ! wouldn't, son, If was
you. Now, see here, Moore" and the
marshals eyes were like flints. You
know me, reckon, an that / amt
much on boys play. You never heard
tell O. my hittin' anybody just fer fun,
did yer?"
There was no answer.
"An' yer never heard no one say"
went on Brennan, shat l was afraid
ter hit when needed to. reckon also
yer knows what sorter man Jim West
colt is. Now the two ov us amt out
here In this id Shoshone desert
fer the fun of it-not by jugful. Get
that fact into yer head. son, an maybe
it'll bring yer some sense. Do yer get
met"
"Yes." sullenly' and reluctantly.
"but yer haven't got nuthin' on me-"
"Oh, haven't 1? You drove a young
woman out here from Haskell night
afore last for Bill Lacy. Amt abb
duction no crime? An that's only one
count. I've had an eye on you for
more'n six months, an Lacy's been
making a catspaw out of you all that
time. Well, Lacy is playin' his last
hand right now, an I've got the
cards" The marshal paused. fully
aware that he had struck home. then
added quietly: ut alters struck me,
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Machine DIGS Trees at Nursery.

The nursery tree-dieger has been
devised by Edgar A. Jackson Of Gu,
pertino, Cal. With this machine 50.-
600 trees may easily be dug In day.
using about ten gallons of fuel. The
gas-englne is geared to drums attach
ed to cables, which in turn are at.
tached to the cutter device. The gear
reduction gives tremendous pull, and
holds the cutting knife with a very
large litter. making the hand pulling
of the trees easy. The machine moves
from one row to another by its own
power.
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do yer say7 Can we count you in on
this shlndigT /

40 yer snyl Can We count you IN on
this shlndigT'
"Sure; didn't just tell you sof"
Brennan wheeled about.
"Give him his gun, Jim. and the
belt" he commanded briefly. II don't
send no man into fracas like this un-
less he's heeled. Leave yer coats here,
an take II slow. Both of yer ready2'
Not until his dying day will westcott
ever forget the moment he hung dam
Cling over the edge of that pit. follow
Ing Moore who had disappeared, and
felt gingerly In the darkness for the
narrow rock ledge below.
At best they could only creep, feel
ing way bllndiy from crag TO crag.
clinging desperately TO every projec-
tlon, never venturing even the slight
est movement until either hand or foot
found solid support. Moore led. his
boyish recklessness and knowledge Of
the way giving him an advantage.
Westcott followed, keeping as close as
possible, endeavoring to shape his own
efforts In accordance with the dlmiy
outlined form below: while Brennan,
short-legged and stout. probably had
the hardest task OF all In bringing up
the rear.
There was nothing but intense black
ness down there--a hideous chasm of
death clutching st them; the houses,
the men. the whole valley was COM
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ly reached their ears, yet II undoubt-
edly came from below, and all three
we're upon their feet, when "a second
shot decided the matter.
Westcott was first at the rim. star
ing eagerly downward. For mo-
ment all he noticed was man lying
on ,the ground In front of the small
hut, but almost Immediately men be-
gan to swarm out through the door
of the bunk-house, and horseman
came spurTlng from the field beyond.
The men were armed, several with
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NEZ24ZZ R12IZW
CHAPTER xIII.-continued.

TITS bToores team, all right" he
whispered back, "andy Matt is driving
them. There isn't anyone else on the
seat, so guess he must be alone"
"We can't be sure of that" returned
Brennan, wise In guarding against
surprises. "There was another fellow
with him on the out trip and he might
be lying down back in the wagon.
Wed better both Of us hold 'em up. 1
can hear the Sreak of the wheels now,
% maybe you best slide down. Is the
outfit loadetir
Travelling light, I should say" and
Westcott, after one more glance, crept
down the sand heap and Joined the
waiting man below. Both stood intent
and ready, revolvers drawn, listening
The heavy wheels grated in the sand,
the driver whistling to while away the
dreary pull and the horses breathing
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A Happy Accident.

Miss Gushmore-I hear you're the
man who invented that cute little
Charlie Chaplin sub-nasal mustache.
How did you ever happen to think
OF It?
Mr.. zltt--It happened this way. l
had trouble getting my safety razor
under my nose, so | just shaved the
rest Of my face and let 1t sprout
there.
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pleteiy swallowed In the night. Twice
Westcott had to let go entirely, trust
Ing to ledge below to stop his fall;
once he Travelled yard. or more, dan.
Cling on his hands over the abyss, his
feet feeling for the support beyond;
and several times he paused to assist
the shorter-legged marshal down to a
lower level. Their progress was that
Of the snail. yet every inch of the way
they played with death.
Fifty feet below, Just as Moore
rounded the dend cedar, the guns be-
gan again. the splits of red flame light
ing up the outlines of the cabin, and
the dark figures Of men. II was as
though they looked down into the pit.
watching the brewing Of some sport OF
! demons-the movements below them
weird, grotesque-rendered horrible by
those sudden glares of light This flr-
ing was all from without, and was un-
answered; no boom Of shotgun replied,
no muffled crack Of revolver. Yet II
men crouching against the cliff. their
faces showing CHASTITY In the flashes Of
powder. were able to perceive mass.
Ing OF figures below. Then the shots
ceased. and tho butt Of the great log
crashed against something with the
force Of catapult, and 4 yell rolled
up through the night.
At last Moore stopped. and waited
until westcott was near enough for
him to whisper in the others ear.
There's drop yere, bout ten or
twelve feet, reckon; an then inst
slope to ther bottom. Don't make no
more noise then yer have to. an give
me a chance ter git out Of ther way
afore yer let CO."
Westcott passed the word back
across his shoulder to Brennan. who
was painting heavily. and watched, as
best he could on hands and knees,
while Moore lowered himself at arms
length over the narrow rock ledge. The
boy loosened his grip, but landed al.
most noiselessly. Westcott. peering
over, could see nothing; there was be.
meath only impenetrable blackness.
Silently he also dropped and his feet
struck earth, sloping rapidly down
ward. Hardly had he advanced yard,
when the little marshal struck the dirt.
with force that made him grunt au-
dibly. At the foot Of this pile OF debris,
Moore waited for them, the night, so
dark down there in the depths. West
cotts outstretched hand touched the
fellow before he was assured Of his
presence.
| The Mexicans were still; whatever
deviltry tbev were up TO, II was being
carried on now in silence; the only
sound was a muffled scraping. Bren-
nan yet struggled for breath, but was
eager for action. He showed his head
forward, listening.
"What do yer make o. that nolseT
he apked, his words scarcely audible.
II heerd 1t afore yer come up" re-
turns Moore. "Taln't tlthin' regu-
FAR. I figure the Mex are goin IA
through that winder they busted That
sounds their boots scaling the WALL"
"Ever been insideT
"Wunst, ter take some papers ter
Lacy"
! cyo BE coNTINunDa
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'Do you sell rubber articles7' asked
the man entering the store at popu-
lar bathing resort.
Surely" replied the wise clerk.
1--WE have here very fine line of op-
era glasses"
The Washington times., 1920-05-02
From MY Paris Studio.

much lace or q great deal Of tulle or net.
The presence Of these soften It's severity
and render the snow colored bridal gown
beautifying to any wearer Tulle, net and
lace are OF universal becomingness.
The wedding gown displayed on this
mage ia q resplendent combination OF white
satin, net and pearl beading. The satin is
arranged in folds about the bodice and
waist line. The skirt Is bouffant, OF pan
nier. like effect, but draped closely about
the ankles A narrow apron OF the pearl
beading decorates the front OF the gown.
The shoulders are draped In the same
pearl embroidered net. The long square
train is also trimmed olaborately with the
pearl embroidery. The long, full veil Is
attached to the hair at the side OF the
head so that flowing from the side OF the
head, Il does not hide the beauty OF the
sumptuous embroidery on the train,
The other figures show smart brides
maids dresses. That on the upper left
hand Of the page Is made Of taffeta trimmed
with satin flowers. The leghorn hat OF the
popular rolling brim Is faced with satin
and trimmed with small ostrich feathers OF
contrasting pastel shades.
The other bridesmaid gown 10 OF white
satin and marauisette, with insets OF lace.
The belt line is marked In front by small
velvet bow on one side and q cluster OF
flowers on the other.