Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1921-09-02
CHAPTER viii.


and a man whom Dale had never seen.
before. He was tall, and his bearing
was erect and soldierlike, though he
was every day of sixty years old.
His eyes were blue and tWinkling with
everlasting good humor; his gray
mustaches and imperial were exceed
ingly well cared for; his teeth were
his own, and as white as a school
girls, and they bore out his general
air of neatness. He was, plainly, a
Southerner of the old type.
who's that?" whispered Dale to
John Moreland.
I But Moreland didn't hear. He ran
forward with his right hand out
stretched, and so did Ben Littleford.
Men could not have greeted brother
with more gladness, Dale thought.
Hi, thar, Major Bradley!" the hill
man cried. And how dye come on
todayw
Il am very well, gentlemen, thank
you" said the major, smiling.
He shook their hands heartily. "The
trainmen gave us your message yester-
day." he went on, still smiling, "and
we were delighted to learn that the
young woman was out of danger.
trust you are all in good health, gen.
tlemen."
They assured him that they were.
Moreland turned to introduce Bill Dale
and the mining man. From the mo-
ment that Major Bradley gripped
Dale's hand they were friends.
Mighty glad to know you, sir 7"
exclaimed the old lawyer. 1--WE been
hearing great deal about you, sir,
over in the valley Of the Doe. They
seem to think there's nobody just like
Bill Dale! 1t was Bill Dale this,
and Bill Dale that; it was Here's
where Bill Dale whipped Black ADAM
or, Here's where Bill Dale was stand
ing when such-and-such happened or,
Here's where Bill Dale crossed the
| fence r"
"Hah-hah-hah! !" sIuggishly laughed
By Heck, who stood leaning on the
muzzle of his rifle. "Bill Dale is all
right, major; we've shore got my word
fo' that"
The others laughed. Then John
Moreland said they'd better be NOV
ing, or they'd be late for dinner.
When they had put a hundred yards
Of David Moreland's mountain behind
them, the old Southerner tugged slyly
at Dale's sleeve and whispered:
''Let us fal. behind a little, if you
please. / want to speak with you
privately"
They began to lag, and soon there
was distance of several rods be-
tween them and the others.
ST heard through Addie Moreland,"
began Bradley, his friendly hand on
the younger mans arm, "about you
and what you're planning to do for
the MoreIands. tell you, sir, I
thanked heaven for your coming, and
you may count on me to help in any
way I can. The Morelands are quite
friendly to me now, though up to the
middle Of last summer they didn't like
me any too well because made Ben
LittIeford's cabin my home when out
here.
! ut was a simple thing that brought
us together. John Moreland's little
nephew was lost in the woods and his
mother was frantic. There are pam
theirs, you know, and wildcats, rattlers,
and copperheads. I was fortunate
enough to find the boy, and carried
him home. That was all. They're a
fine people, my boy, and so are the
Littlefords. Good old English blood
that somehow wandered off. THERE'S
no purer, cleaner blood in America,
sir.
"And now-how are you getting
along with your plans for the opera
ton of the coal miner"
"Excellently," answered Dale. "We
have the necessary finance; geared
locomotive and cars and light steel
rails have been bargained for
"Good!" Bradley gave Dale hearty
slap on the shoulder.
ssTheres something else I wanted to
say, Mr.. Dale" he continued, his
voice grave. You're nearly certain
to have barrel of trouble with a
shyster coal man named Henderson
Golf. He's villain, sir, if ever there
was one! And he's quite the smooth
est article I've ever seen. He can
make you believe black is white, if
only you'll listen to him long enough"
rs he-has he been here recently?"
| dale wanted to know
'Hes here now" answered the ma
jor. "He's been here for three days,
and he's been working devilment fast
He was up here last INNER, trying
to buy the Moreland coal for a song !;
he knows all the people, you see AS
soon as he landed here on this pres
ent trip, he found out about your in
Sentions. Then, at night, he freed
Adam Ball from his tobacco barn pris-
on, and went home with him.
''Well, BY Heck followed them and
did some eavesdropping -poor By has
his strong points!" the major went
on. "Goff learned that Adam Balls
father knew about the coal vein long
before David Moreland discovered it
and got lawful possession of the noun
tain. Then Golf made the Balls be-
lieve that they were due a big share
of the proceeds Of the Moreland coal !!
It wasn't very hard to do, guess. The
Balls, this set, at least, were originally