The Rice belt journal. (Welsh, Calcasieu Parish, La.) 1900-19??, 1920-04-17
CHAPTER II.
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y, hired Monsieur Ile.i'"'''!
y "a started out with LATE with
y l. aog of covering a portion Of
i Il-i and seeing the operations Of |
iosbers; he also meant to Keep |
e,e, open as to the nature OF
timber hin ord
~, b,Il appeared in the distance
~ anil there. scattered along the
,.5o were solitary cabins, with |
4. patches Of cultivated ground
but them,
n, Marie terrltory?" asked Hilary.
|gsn Mr.. Askew. The two runs
! az and neck back into them noun
n We turn off presently. We haven't
[,bed this district yet"
1lsrr noted the first-growth spruce
!. NO hanks. "Why don't we cut
ANYWAY if the rest is mainly
y 10 asked. "There's enough lum-
here to FIJI our dam instead Of
Sc. Marie cOmpany's logs"
I'M answered voiubly, but did not
" Hllary's eyes.
.You see. Mr.. Askew," he began to
nloln .fts this way. There's a |
4 deal of fir on our property, and
II Dlne and spruce there is is small
There was q big fire over this
Trrt fifteen years or so ago. Now
Morris calculates that if we 60
" for a while and give the trees
arce to grow, they'll be worth twice
much in few years. We're de-
lwing the property slowly Mr.,
Kew"
HHary's hand fell on Lafe's Shout
oConnell," he said. 81 brought
n up here with me to learn the truth
on You. You're going to sign on
lin on October first, and it's me
bfre going to sign with, not Mr..
OFis. Now tell me the facts about
this"
LATE yammered and hung his head
Be schOOlbOy caught in wrong
bng But Hllary's hand was grip
big his shoulder, and at last LATE
'lsed his head and looked straight
Hilary.
'It thought you'd stick here" he
M, q guess I'd back you to the linn
But you'll never stand for st.
Onliaee, Mr.. Askew. They're so in
lnary slow here, they amt got hui
jan ways, sir And they're crooked.
Thought, when l heard you was COM
Ig, you'd be like Mr.. MOrris-I mean,
Use 10 the game-but you amt. |
hess most business is crooked every
here, but here it's crooked all
trough, You'll be selling out to Mr..
l,0usseau in a months time, and
aatll be my finish"
You're dead wrong, COnnell," an
gged Hilary. II like the looks of
his country, and I'm here to stay.
soT suppose you forget about Mr..
BTouseau for a while and consider
|ouBeif to be what you are, my paid
rpIoyee, And you can count on my
banding by you"
lie held his hand out. For a mo-
lent LATE COnnelPs keen gray eyes
80 bis searching inquiry; then he
soS Hilary's hand and wrung it.
believe you mean what you say,
Y Askew' he returned. "And you
N reckon on me so far as my duty
Ioese
suppose that tale about the Ros-
N seigniory being nothing but fir is
Ae Connellf" asked Hillary pres
lay as the pony ambled through a
Aey OyerTown with red pine.
Mostly" said LATE. "There is a
al Of fir but there's enough spruce
'M pine to make the concession pay,
" Norris wanted it to"
% Norris has been playing double?"
iaie nodded. "You see, Mr.. Askew,
'nls way" he said. "When Morris
lllpe up here / believe he meant to
u Straight. But he'd been a lumber
A g small way up in Ontario, and
wasn't wise to the game as it's
.Ssa here Here it's graft, and it's
wv oeen nothing else. So when
-'sils found your uncle didn't know
s about the business, and left
3 nus hands, he naturally fell for
" 4 game Brousseau was playing.
- s,Olsseau is the big man up here,
u ned had his eye on the Rosny
sa'O'y for long time. He wanted
IVY out Rosny was sore on him,
s y closed the deal with your uncle
'sau But afterward Brousseau got
~. mortgage on the Chateau and the
''s Y Olt Of land round it, to keen hold
Il. ae the Rosny seigniory is the
~ y piece Of freehold up this way. Be.
.s its government land, and al
.saa It's government land. Brors
\. started in to squeeze your uncle
49, ana Norris went with him. Ht
4, ~ ], double as you were saying
i. AsHew' The point of the Who'll,
"A was to freeze out your incl,
fsspss ~ the property for a song
= v, Z now Il stands. Here we turn
a., ln'O Mr.. Leblanc's lease"
IS y, chief jObber," said LATE.
~, buggy turned off through III,
~ ~ aloqg a new road. Here wa.
mr.. splendid timber, black and whit,
Y s y ana tan white pine. The SCUM,
.pslS I began to be audible, and pres
ss,, .usy reached a clearing, in whicI
.oss. er Of frame shacks we're unde
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