Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1921-01-21


Is anybody else. However, my client b
e given me Instructions to 20 as high
n hundred thousand If necessary to <
the property"
n 'What?"
d II said It, One hundred thousan
D dollars Of the present standar
weight and fneness."
e Judge Moore's last statement sweT
, away Bryce's suspicious. He require
now no further evidence that, regard
less Of the identity of the judge
client, that client could not possibly b
Col. Seth Pennington or anyone ACTIN
Tor him, since only the night befor
Pennington had CURLY refused to bu,
the property for fifty thousand dollars
For a moment Bryce stared stupidity
at his visitor. Then he recovered hi.
wits.
sold! - he almost shouted, and after
the fashion Of the West extended his
hand to clinch the bargain. The Judge
shook 1t solemnly. '"The Lord loveth
a quick trader" he declared. Here's
the deed already made out in favor Of
myself, as trustee" He vinked know
iRgly.
Clients a bit modest l take it."
Bryce sdggested.
"Oh. very. OF course I'm only haz-
arding guess, but that guess is that
the Colonel is In for razooing at the
hands of somebody with a small
crouch against him."
May the Lord strengthen that
somebody's arm" Bryce breathed fer
vently. "H your client can afford to
hold CUB long enough, he'll be able to
buy Pennington's Squaw creek timber
at bargain"
my understanding is that such is
the programs
Bryce reached for the deed. then
reached for his hat. "If you'll be good
enough to wait here, Judge Moore, I'll
run up to the house and get my father
to sign this deed. The Valley of the
Giants is his personal property, you
know. He didn't include it in his as
sets when Incorporating the Cardigan
Redwood Lumber company"
A quarter of an hour later he re-
urned with the deed duly signed by
'ohn Cardigan and witnessed by :
Bryce; whereupon the judge careless
tossed his certified check for hun
red thousand dollars on Bryce's desk
nd departed whistling turkey in the
traw." Bryce reached for the tele- {
hone and called up Colonel Penning- r
IN. \
Bryce Cardigan speaking" he be- v
an, but the Colonel cut him short 3
MY dear, impulsive young friend" b
interrupted in oleaginous tones. Z
low often do you have to be told that N
am not quite ready to buy that quar- :
4,
"Oh," Bryce retorted, 81 merely e,
lied up to tell you that every dollar F.
Id every asset you have in the world, M
Guiding your hearts blood, isn't suf- s.
lent 20 buy the Valley of the Giants %
ON us now" a.
"Eh? What's that? Why?" to-
Because, my dear, overcautious and RI
oroughly unprincipled enemy, it was ca
ID five minutes ago for the tidy sum -
one hundred thousand dollars, and %
you don't believe me. come over to %
office and I'll let you feast your All
IS on the certified check" -
he could hear a distinct gasp. After W.
interval of five seconds, however. MI
Colonel recovered his poise. 81 Da:
1gratulate you," he purred. 81 SUD- oal
Sc I'll have to wait a little longer He
W, won't 1? Well-patience is NV WOO
ddle name. Au revoir." IA
The Colonel hung up. His hard face cha
S ashen with rage and he stared at WI
calendar on the wall with his cold. -
ldlan stare. However, he was NOT =,
-hout generous stock of optimism. Use Use
has learned of the low pI7
tie OF the Cardigan fortune" he We
sed, and taken advantage of If to Hot
uce the old man to sell at LAST Rnb
eyre figuring on selling to me ~ a Ff
II pront. ana l certainly did over Man
y my hand last night. However Iru.
res nothing TO do now except sir WE
IT and wait for the new owners Wi Wi
t move" -
leanwhile, in the general office of scbo
Cardigan Redwood Lumber COM Gaia
y JOY was rampant. Bryce Cardi. KID
was doing q buck and v,incr Spec
md +bo ,.oo~ =, ms u'Hcc Hem
iooln' "hlie MORA McTav- and
80 "'.n ier oack TO her tall desk, MAI
ched him, in her eyes a tremendous and
ana sweet, yearning glow Of sollcl
ration that Bryce was too hannv yUL
excited to notice. zervl
lddenly he paused before ner l .ne;
IRA, you're lucky girl" he de- go
ed Il thought this morning YOU West Z
going back to a kitchen in a log. THE
camp 1t almost broke nv heart town
nlnk OF fate's swindling You like CAN,
lie put his arm around her and A
ner brotherly hug. ITS MOL
INN in the woods, MORA. and all Der II
is golden" THE
lie smiled, though II was win+ar ., od e,