Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1934-07-19

The court can see no reason for re
training from rendering an informal
decision at this time and referring the
defendant corporation to its sole and
~inalienable right at law-the right TO
acquire the lands OF the Bar FL Land
and Cattle company ct al through
condemnation suit or purchase by pri-
vate treaty. Court is dismissed
There was nothing else for SIlas
Babson to do save weep-and he did
He laid his tired head on the counsel
table and sobbed as II his heart must
break. Don't take Ii so hard. Mr.
Bahson." his counsel continued You
have one more arrow In your CULVER.
Valley and acquire Its water rights"
"0f course 1t can" Nate Tichenor
was speaking from the other side of
the counsel table. But Eden Valleys
fertile acreage far exceeds that of
Forlorn Valley. and 1t is Infinitely
more valuable. You cannot have
Eden Valley for less than two million
dollars and the lands In the Forlorn
Valley Irrigation district are already
mortgaged to the limit"
Babson. ~red-eyed. gazed at him with
something of the m~aleyolence of =
trapped mink. You've ruined For
lorn Valley he quarered. "You real
lie that. don't your"
Il haven't given any thought to
Forlorn Valley Nate replied coldly.
"Just now I'm revealing In the JOY that
comes of the knowledge / have
ruined you. All | have to do to save
Forlorn Valley is to press a button.
For Gods sake. Mr.. Tichenor. do
It," Babson pleaded All these poor
people"
who refused TO permit me TO be
kind to them and a v them from
ruin" Tichenor interrupted harshly.
"All these poor people who followed
their false leader blindIy and stupid
~, who refused to believe Lorry Ker-
shaw ard | had hearts In our breasts
All these poor people who hooted 1t
me, cried me down. smashed my body.
and smeared me with road oil and
feathersl All these poor people who
rejoiced In r~eviling my wife and me.
In reciting our sorry family history
"Then.' said Babson. aghast, -you
intend to foreclose the deed of trust
on Forlorn Valley7"
susb ~,fpxtn vox SaSwxY+ ~ a.
ment OF the interest. Babson."
"And then-youll-press the but
ton?"
Naturally. I'll have toto make
my investment sweet. Just now it's
a wee bit sour"
Silas Babson gave vent to a moan
Ing little cry, like q hurt animal; he
slid softly out OF his chair 10 the floor.
He had tainted.
A group of farmers seated I'm the
rear of the courtroom now got up
quietly and stalked out. Tichenor
followed them to the door and stood
watching them. AS Ii acting under
the stimulus Of a common purpose
they walked to their shabby automo-
biles parked along the curb and drove
out of town at a high rate OF speed.
When Babson let himself In the side
door of the Bank of Valley Center
about four o'clock that afternoon
Henry Rookby's white face peered ou,
at him from the cashiers cage where
Rookby was balancing his cash.
@We got TO do something an do II
quick" Rocky quavered. I've had
a run on the bank since noon What
are we going to do tomorrow Ii THU
run continues. Mr.. Babson. WI
haven't more than twenty Thousand
dollars In the vault now"
Don't open the bank tomorrow Il
you see a crowd In front waiting
Paste a notice In the window that THU
bank has closed temporarily and will
reopen as soon as | have returned
from San Francisco with cash to NEE.
all demands for Withdrawals. Got to
have an excuse to keep EN- quiet"
N