Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1934-04-26
CHAPTER VII--Continued

why do you have to go away,
Mater
"Got a couple of deals Oh and |
cart handle them from here"
III you're coming back In the fall"
she suggested, "you should have the
Bar III place put In order. It's fallen
into decay; 1t smells neglected. 1t
isn't a nice place for you to live, ever
with capable servants to care for you"
Il had thought of that. Indeed, it's
0ne OF the reasons I have to leave
Eden Valley. Got to engage an archi-
feet to draw plans for a new house,
new barns, four-car garage, kennels,
and such. Got to engage a smart gar
dener to put In a nice lawn around
the new house and plant flowers. Got
to grade a new graveled road from
the main Eden Valley highway to the
ranch house and plant a border OF
trees. And | wish you'd sort OF super
intend the Job while I'm away. And
when the house is finished I'd be
obliged to you IL you'd run down to
San Francisco and buy the furnishings
for It."
"Oh, I'll be so glad to. Nate, you're
giving mi an interest In life. A wom-
ans interest. I'm kept pretty busy
operating the Circle X, but it isn't my
job and"
She sighed ecstatically. SO he was
coming back, after all. He needed her
and he hadn't scrupled to tell her so.
That night, when he departed for
the Bar Fl, the girl walked with him
to the gate. A full moon rode the sky
above them, and Eden Valley was filled
with the silyery light. 1t was a night
for love, and Nate Tichenor, who had
never felt his heart beat high In any
woman's presence, was suddenly
thrilled to the core of his being at
sight OF Lorry Kershaw leaning over
the gate. He had a sudden mad Inn
pulse to place his hand under her
adorable chin, tilt her face upward
and kiss her on the lips.
For the %strangest of all reasons he
refrained. He had been reared Ia
Eden Valley; he was old-fashioned, the
victim Of an iron code OF morals and
social procedure. Her father hadn't
been dead long enough So he COM
promised and said, with an effort pa
t~ernally ~patronizing: Good night,
Lorry dear. I've had a delightful eve
ming
But his burning eyes betrayed him,
The girl smiled up at him wistfully
Thanks to you, Pm happy for the
first time since Owen went away" she
said.
At his gate he stood for a little
while, gazing over the hills toward For
lorn Valley. Coyotes !" he growled.
mot one Of you, except Doc Donald
SON, would come to her fathers funeral
and Doc couldn't. And not one OF
you anne to my mothers funeral,
either. She was an angel and Rance
wasn't less than a man, II he did
pump Uncle Taylor of . Well, one
day you'll come asking me for a favor,
and when you do, by CAD. I'll remem-
Der and charge accordingly. Coyotes II
Silas Babson rose next morning, sans
headache, and with a very definite
realization that he had man busy
days before him. He drove over to
Gold Run first, to interrogate the coun-
ty recorder, from whom he ascertained
that a deed to a quarter-section In
Eden Valley from Nate Tichenor to
the Mountain Valley Power company
and another deed for four thousand
acres, from Lorraine Kershaw to the
same company, had just been sent oyer
by the First National bank to be re-
corded.
Well, he had been thwarted by this
i~nterloping power corporation, just as
he had feared would be the case. Well,
no matter. The Mountain Valley Pow
er company could not thwart him In
his plan to secure from the Depart
ment OF the Interior permission to
erect a diversion dam In the Handle
and dig a canal from Eden Valley
creek down beyond the western but
tress of Forlorn Valley. They might
have influence, but not with the con-
gresham and senator whose constitu-
ency included Forlorn Valley.
Well, his first step was to create