Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1920-07-09

main blocked. Az for the restraining
order--well. II one wants a thing well
done, one should do II oneself"
"All that doesn't explain your
cheerful attitude. though"
"Oh, but II does. I've told you
about old Duncan McTavish, Moira's
father. haven't IT. Ogiivy nodded, and
Bryce continued: "When I fred the
old scoundrel for booking. It almost
broke his heart; he had to leave Hum
boldt. where everybody knew hin 20
he wandered down into Ay&Qs
county and got q Job stickih- Timber
In the drying yard Of the Willis Lum'
Der company. He's been there two
months now, and I am Informed By
his employer that old Mac hasn't TAX
en- a drink In all that time. And
what's more. he isn't going to take
one again"
"How do you known
Because I make It my business to
find out. Mac was the finest woods
boss this county ever knew; hence you
do not assume that I would lose the
old scoundrel without making q fight
for him, do you? Why, Buck, he's
been on the Cardigan pay roll thirty
years, and only fred him in order
to reform him. Well, last week sent
one Of Macs old friends down to
Willis purposely to call on him and
invite him out for time: but Mac
wouldn't drink with him. No, sir. he
couldn't be tempted. On the contrary,
he told the tempter that had prom
ised to give him back his Job II he re-
NAMED on the water wagon for one
year; he was resolved to win back his
Job and his self-respect-"
II know what your plan is" Ogflvy
interrupted. Listen. now. to fathers
words of wisdom. Didn't you hear me
tell that girl and her villainous avun.
cular relative last night that had an.
other ace up my kimonor
Bryce nodded.
"That was not brag. old dear. had
the ace. and this morning I played II
wherefore In my heart there Ii that
peace that passeth understanding
particularly since I have just had Q
telegram informing me that my ace
took the odd trick.
"You viii recall that from the very
instant we decided to cut In that Jump
crossing, we commenced to plan
against interference by Pennington; In
consequence we kept. or tried to keep.
our decision secret. However. there
existed at all times the possibility that
Pennington might discover our benevo-
lent Intentions and block us with his
only weapon--a restraining order is.
sued by the Judge Of the United States
district court
"Now, one Of the most delightful
things I know about court Is that 1t
is open 10 all men seeking justice-or
injustice disguised a. Justice. Also
there is wise old saw to the effect
that battles are won by the fellow who
gets there first With the most men. The
situation from the star was absurdly
simple. II Pennington got to the dis
trict court first. we were losti"
"You mean you got there nrstY' ex.
claimed Bryce.
II dld--by the very simple method
OF preparing to get there nrst in case
anything slipped. Something did slip
last night However. was ready;
so all had to do was press the but
ton. for as Omar Khayyam remarked:
What shall Il avail a man II he buy.
eth paddock for his stable after his
favorite stallion hath been liftedr Sew.
eral days ago. my boy. wrote lons
letter to our attorney In San Francisco
explaining every detail Of our predica.
ment; the instant received that tenn.
porary franchise from the city council
mailed certified copy Of it to "a,
attorney also. Then, In anticipates
Of our discovery by Pennington, IN
structed the attorney to prepare the
complaint and petition for q restrain
Ing order against Seth Pennington et
al, and stand BY to-rush TO the Judge
with II the instant he heard from me
"well. about the time old PenninC
ton started for San Francisco this
morning, had our attorney out Of bed
and on the ong-distance telephone; al
nine O'clock this morning he appeared
in the United States distrie, court al
nine-fifteen the Judge signed a restrain
ing order forbidding our enemies Il
interfere with us in the exercise Of
right legally granted rs by the city OF
Sequoia. and ut nine-thirty a deputy
United States marshal started In an
automobile for Sequoia. via the over
land route. He will arrive late tomor
row night. and on Sunday we will &c,
that locomotive out of our way and In
stall our crossing"
"And Pennington"
"Ah. the poor Pennington Mon
pauvre SETH" Buck sighed comicalI
ly. HE win be Just twenty-four hours
late" Ne
"You old he-foxir Bryce murmuredI
you wicked, wicked mani"
Buck Ogilvy lifted his lapel and
shifted luxuriously at his white carna
ton, the while a thin little smiltI
played around the corners OF his hui
morous mouth. "Ah." he murmuredI
presently. 'fife's pretty sweet. isn'
Y 1T" Aps
CONTINUED next week.