Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1920-06-01

! thiio. JuuSe your uncle VIII learn
today that you dined with Ogivy,
Mora and me last night"
"Oh. dear! That's terrible" He
could sense her distress.
ASHAMED of having been seen in my
company. eh?"
"Please don't. Are you quite serious
in this matter?"
"Quite."
"Unce Seth will think 1t $3.50
strange"
He'll probably tell you about It.
Better beat him to the issue by Tossing
up. Shirley. Doubtless his suspicious
are already aroused. and If you inform
him that you know am the real build
er of the N. G. O.. he'll think you're a
smart woman and that you've been
doing little private gum-shoe work
OF your own on behalf Of the Laguna
Grande Lumber company"
(which is exactly what I have been
doing" she reminded him.
II know. But then. I'm not afraid
OF you. Shirley-that Is. any more.
And after Friday morning I'll not be
afraid Of your uncle"
81 feel as II were conspirator."
II believe you are one. Your dicto-
graph has arrived. Shall send George
Sea Otter over with It? And have you
somebody to install it?"
"Oh. bother! Does It have to be in.
stalled?"
ut does. You place the contraption
hide 1t, rather-in the room where
the conspirators conspire; then you
run wires from It into another room
where the detectives listen in on the
receivers"
"COuld George Sea Otter install it,"
II think he could. There Is q print
cd card Of instructions. and dare say
George would find the job no more
battling than the ignition system on
the Napier"
"Will he tell anybody"
mot IF you ask him not to-"
every we'll. then. Please send him
over. Thank you so much. Bryce
Cardigan. You're an awful good old
sort. after all. Really. 1t hurts me to
have to oppose you. 1t would be so
much nicer If we didn't have all those
redwood trees to protect. wouldn't it,"
LET us not argue the question. Shir-
ley. l think ! have my redwood trees
protected Good-by."
He had scarcely finished telephon-
ing his home to instruct George Sea
Otter to report with the express pack
age to Shirley when Buck Ogilvy
strolled into the office and tossed a
document on his desk. There's your
little old temporary franchise. old
thing" he announced; and with many
n hearty laugh he related to Bryce the
Ingenious means by which he had OBJ
tanned 1t. "And now IL you will phone
up to your logging camp and instruct
the wood>tcSs to lny of about dfty
men to rest for the day. pending
hard nights work. and arrange to
send them down on the last log train
today. III drop around after dinner
and wen fly to that jump-crossing."
"Ill telephone Colonel Pennington's
manager and ask him to kick switch
engine In on the Laurel creek spur and
snake those fat cars with my rails
aboard out to the junction with the
main line" Bryce replied. And he
called up the Laguna Grande Lumber
company-only to be Informed by no
less person than Colonel Pennington
himself that 1t would be impossible
to send the switch-engine In until the
following afternoon. The Colonel was
sorry, but the switch-engine was In the
shop having the brick In her firebox
renewed, while the mOgul that hauled
the log trains would not have time to
attend to the matter. since the Hats
would haye to he spotted on the side
track at Cardigan's log landing In the
woods, and this could not be done I'M
I'll the last loaded log train for the day
had been hauled out to make room.
"Why not switch back with the
mogu after the log train has been
hauled out on the main line?" Bryce
demanded pointedly.
Pennington, however. was not
trapped. "My dear fellow" he replied
patronizingly, quite impossible, l as
sure YOU. That old trestle across the
creek, my hoy-it hasn't been looked
Mt for years. While I'd send the light
switch-engine over II and have no
fears"
81 happen to know. Colonel. that the
big mogul kicked those flats In to load
the rails!"
81 know It. And what happened?
Why. that old trestle saueaked ana
shook and gave. every evidence OF be-
Ing about to buckle in the center. My
engineer threatened to quit II sent
him in again."
every WELL suppose I'll have 10
wait until the switch-engine comes
out of the shop" Bryce replied re-
signedly. and hung up. He turned a
' troubled face to Ogilvy. Check