Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1921-02-11
CHAPTER XIX.

Col. Seth Pennington was thoroughly
crushed. Look which way he would
the bedeviled old rascal could find no
loophole for escape
"You win, Cardigan" he muttered
desperately as he sat in his office after
Shirley had left him. you've had
more than a shade in every round thus
far. and at the finish you've landed a
clean knockout. If had to fight any
man but you"
He sighed resignedly and pressed
the push-button on his desk. Sexton
entered. Sexton" he said bluntly
and with a slight culver in his voice,
"my niece and I have had a disagree
ment. We have quarreled over young
Cardigan. She's going to marry him.
Now, our affairs are somewhat in
volved and in order to straighten them
out we spun a coin TO see whether she
should sell her stock in Laguna
Grande to me or whether I should sell
mine to her-and I lost. The book
valuation of the stock at the close of
last years business, plus ten per cent
will determine the selling price, and I
shall resign as president. You will,
in all probability, be retained to man
age the company until it is merged
with the Cardigan Redwood Lumber
company-when, imagine, you will be
given ample notice to seek a new job
elsewhere Call Miss Summers attor-
ney. Judge Moore, on the telephone
and ask him to come to the Office at
nine o'clock tomorrow, when the pa
pers can be drawn up and signed.
That is ALL
The Colonel did not return to his
home in Redwood boulevard that night
He had no appetite for dinner and sat
brooding in his office until very late;
then he went to the Hotel Sequoia and
engaged a room. He did not possess |
sufficient courage to face his niece |
again.
At four o'clock the next day the |
Colonel, his baggage, his automobile, |
his chauffeur and the solemn butler, |
James, boarded the passenger steamer
,or San Francisco, and at four-thirty
sailed out of Humboldt bay over the
bar and on into the south.
The Colonel was still a rich man, but
lis dream of a redwood empire had
AIDED, and once more he was taking
Up the search for cheap timber.
Whether he ever found it or not is a
natter that does not concern us.
AT a moment when young Henry
dream of legal opulence
7as fading, when Mayor Poundstone's
opes for domestic peace had been
battered beyond repair, the while his
heap political aspirations had been
qually devastated because of GER
hin damnable document in the possess
ion of Bryce Cardigan, many events
Importance were Transporting. On
he veranda of his old fashioned home
ohm Cardigan sat tapping the floor
18th his stick and dreaming dreams
hich for the first time in many years
ere rose-tinted. Beside him Shirley s
1t, her glance bent musingly out |
cross the roofs of Sequoia and on to s
lie bay shore where the smoke and |
Shaust steam. f1oated up from two t
lwmills-her own and Bryce Cardi- {
ms. To her came at regularly spaced S
tervals the faint whining of the saws c
Id the rumble of log trains crawling q
It Of the log dumps; high over the I
les of bright, freshly sawn lumber n
e caught from time to time the flash "
white spray as the great logs tossed
ON the trucks hurtled down the IL
ids and crashed into the bay. At Il
e docks of both mills vessels were n
lding, their tail spars cutting the
Y line above and beyond the smnkc
lcks; far down the bay steam 81
looner, loaded until her main decf "
IS almost flush with the water. wa ~