Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1920-06-15

OF the restraining order. The latter
struck it aside and refused to accept
it-whereupon the deputy marshal tap
ped him on the shoulder with II.
Tag. You're out of the game, nv
friend" he said pleasantly.
AS the document fiuttered to Sex.
TONS feet, the latter turned to Jules
Eondeau. 81 can no longer take
charge here. Rondeau," he explained.
i am forbidden to interfere"
Jules Rondcau can do re lob" the
! woods-boss replied easily. "Ze law.
/ she have not restrain me. guess,
mcbbeso, You don take dose theenps
away, eh. Msieur Cardigan. Myself.
| lax see
Inc deputy marshal handed Ron.
deau paper. at the same time show.
ing his badge. you're ont. too. nv
friend" he laughed Don't be fool.
ish to try to buck the law. If you do,
snail have to place nice little pair
OF handcuffs on you and throw you in
Jail-and If you resist arrest l shall
have to shoot you. have one of
these little restraining orders for
every able-bodied man in the Laguna
Grande Lumber company's employ
thanks to Mr.. Ogilvy's foresight: so
1t is useless to try to beat this game
on technicality."
Sexton, who still fingered. made n
gesture OF surrender. "Dismiss your
crew, Rondeau." he ordered. "We're
whipped to FRAGILE"
A CLEAN of pleasure. not unmixed
with triumph. lighted the dark eyes of
the French-Canadan. 81 tOl' M'sieur
Sexton she cannot fight M'sieur Cardi.
gan and win" he said simply. "Now
mebbe he believe that Jules Rondeau
know something"
shut up" Sexton rOared petulant-
~. ROndeau shrugged cOntemptuous-
~. turned, and with a sweep of his
great arm indicated to his men that
they were to go; then. without back
ward glance to see that they followed,
the woods boss strobe away in the
direction of the Laguna Grande mill.
Arrived at the mill office. he entered,
took down the telephone. and called
up Shirley Sumner.
"Mademoselle," he said Jules
ROndeau speaks to you. have for
you zee good news. Bryce Cardigan.
she puts in the crossing today. One
man Of the law she comes from San
Francisco with papers, and M'sieur
Sexton say to me: 'ROndeau. we are
whip. Deesmess your men, So have
deesmess doze men. and now I dees-
mess myself. MebbesO bimeby go
to work for M'sieur Cardigan. For
Mademoiselle have no weesh to make
trouble to fire me. queet. l will
not fight dose dirty fight some more.
Au revo'r. mademoiselle. CO."
And without further ado he hung
up.
"What's this. what's this?" Sexton
demanded. You're going to quit!
Nonsense. Rondeau. nonsense
II will have my time. M'sieur." said
Jules Rondeau. II 60 to work for a
man. Mebbeso l am not woods boss
for heem. butt work."
"You'll have to wait until the Col
onel returns. ROndeau."
II will have my time," said Jules
Kondeau patiently.
"Then you'll wait till pay day for
1t, Rondeau. You know our rules.
Any man who quits without notice
waits until the regular pay day for
his money"
Jules advanced until he lowered d.
rectly over the manager. II toll
Msieur I would have my time" he
repeated once more. us Msieur
deaf in re ears?" He raised his right
hand, much as a bear raises its paw;
his blunt fingers worked a little and
there was smOldering fire In his
dark eyes.
Without further protest Sexton
opened the safe. counted out the
wages due, and took Rondeau's re-
ceipt.
THANK you. M'sieur," the woods
boss growled as he swept the coin
into his pocket. Nov I work for
Msieur Cardigan; so, M'sieur, will
have zee switch engine weeth two
fiat cars and zee wrecking car. Doze
dam trash on zee crossing-M'sieur
Cardigan does not like. and by gar,
take heem away. You understand,
Msieur? I am Jules Rondeau. and !
work for M'sieur Cardigan. La la.
M'sleur!" The great hand closed
over Sections collar. "NOt zee pistol
no, not for Jules Rondeau."
Quite as easily as a woman dresses
baby. he gagged Sexton with Sex
toms own handkerchief, laid him gent
ly on the floor and departed, locking
the door behind him and taking the
key At the corner Of the building,
where the telephone line entered the
Office. he paused, jerked once at the
wire. and passed on, leaving the brok-
en- ends on the ground.
In the roundhouse he found the
switch engine crew on duty, waiting
for steam in the boiler. The with