Garber Sentinel. (Garber, Okla.), Vol. 21, No. 45, Ed. 1 Thursday, August 5, 1920 Page: 2 of 8
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THE GARBER SENTINEL, GARBER, OKLAHOMA
THE VALLEY of the GIANTS
Author of "Cappy Ricks"
By PETER B. KYNE
Copyright by Peter B. Ryne
Synopsis.—Pioneer In tha Califor-
nia rrdttoofl region, John Cardigan,
at fertr-savan, la the leading cttixen
of Hequola, owner of mllla, alilpn,
an<1 many acres of timber, a wid-
ower after three years of married
life, and fathei of two-diy-old
Bryre Cardigan. At fourteen riry< e
makes the acquaintance of Shirley
Aumntr, a visitor at Sequoia, and
Ms Junior by a few years. Together
they visit the Valley of the Giants,
■acred to John Cardigan and his
aon as the burial place of Hryce's
mother, and part with mutual re-
gret, While Bryce Is at college
John Cardigan meets with heavy
business losses and for the first
time views the f'jture with uncer-
tainty. After graduation from col-
lege, and a trip abroad, Bryce Car-
digan comes home. On the train he
meets Shirley Sumner, on her way
to Hequola to make her home tlu ro
with her uncle. Colonel Pennington.
Bryce learns that his father's eye-
sight has failed and tluit Colonel
Pennington la seeking to take ad-
vantage of the old man's business
misfortunes John Cardigan la de-
spairing, but Bryce la full of light.
John Cardigan shook his heart. "I'm
mortgaged to the last penny," lie con-
fessed, "anil Pennington lias been buy-
ing Cardigan Redwood Lumber com-
pany ftnt-raortgnge bonds until lie Is
In control of the Issue. He'll buy In
the San Heiirln timber at the fore-
closure sale, und In order to get It
back and save something for you out
of the wreckage, I'll have to nuke an
unprolltalrte trade with him. I'll have
to give him my timber adjoining Ills
north of Sequoia, together with lay
Valley of the Giants, In return fur the
S«n Iledrln timber, to which he'll have
a sheriff's deed. Hut the mill, all my
old employees, with their numerous
dependents—gone, with you left lnntl-
pobr and without n dollar to pay your
taien. Smashed—like that !" And he
drove hi* list Into the palm of Ills
"Perhaps—but not without a fight,"
Bryce answered, although he knew
their plight was well-nigh hopeless.
"I'll give that man Pennington a run
tor his money, or I'll know the reason."
The telephone on the table beside
hlui tinkled, and lie took down the
receiver acd said "Hello I"
"Jlercyl" came the sweet voice of
Shirley Sumner over the wire. "Do
you feel as snvage as all tliut, Mr.
For the second time In I1H1 life the
thrill that waa akin to pain came to
Bryce Cardigan. He laughed. "If 1
had known you were calling, Miss
Sumner," ho said, "I shouldn't have
"Well, you're forgiven—for several
reasons, but principally for sending
me that delicious blackberry pie.
Thank you so much."
"Glad yon liked It, Miss Sumner. I
dai-e to hope that I may have the
privilege of seeing you soon again."
"Of course. One good pie deserves
another. Some evening next week,
wlien that dear old daddy of yours
can spare his boy, you might be In-
terested to aee our burl-redwood-
paneled dining room Uncle Seth Is so
proud of. Would Thursday night be
"Perfectly. Thank you a thousand
She hade him good-night. As he
turned from the telephone, his father
**I'll Give That Man Pennington a
Run for His Money."
looked up. "What are you going to do
to-morrow, lad?" he queried.
•'I have to do some thinking to-
morrow," Hryce answered. "So I'm
•going up Into Cardigan's redwoods to
"The dogwoods and rhododendrons are
blooming now," the old man murmured
wistfully. ISryc# knew what be was
thinking if. "I'll attend to the flow-
an for Mothf," he uiurxi Cardigan
and he added fiercely: "And I'll at-
tend to the battle for Father. We
may lose, hut that mail Pennington
will know he's been In a tight before
we fin "
He broke off abruptly, for he had
just remembered that ho was to dine
at the Pennington house the following
Thursday—and he was not the sort of
man who smilingly breaks bread with
• • • • e • •
AH about I!ryre were scenes of
activity, of human endeavor, ami to
him in that moment came the thought;
"My father brought nil this to pass—
and now the task of continuing It is
mine! All those men who earn a
living in Cardigan's mill and on Curdl
gun's dock—those sailors who sail tile
ships that carry Cardigan's lumber
Into the distant marts of men—are de-
pendent upon me; and my father used
lo tell me not to fall tliem. Must my
father have wrought all tills in vnin?
And must I stand by and see all this
I go to satisfy the overwhelming ambition
of a stranger?" Ills big hands clench
eil. "No!" he growled savagely, "(live
me your last five annual statements.
Mr, Sinclair, please."
The old servitor brought forth the
documents in question. Hryce stuffed
them into his pocket and left the ofiice.
Three quarters of nn hour later be en-
tered the little amphitheater In the
Valley of the Giants and paused with
an expression of dismay. One of the
giants had fallen and lay strelcbed
across the little clearing. In its de-
scent It had demolished the little
white stone over bis mother's grave
and had driven tlie fragments of the
stone deep Into the earth.
The fact that the tree was down,
however, was secondary to the fad
that neither wind nor lightning had
brought it low, but rather the Ijnpious
hand of man; for the great Jagged
stump show etl all too plainly the
marks of cross-cut saw and nxe; n
pile of chips four feet deep Uttered the
For fully a minute Hryce stood
dumbly gazing upon the sacrilege be-
fore his rage and horror found vent >11
words. "An enemy lias done this
thing," he cried aloud to the wood-
goblins. "And over her grave!"
It was a burl tree. At the point
where Hryce paused a malignant
growth had developed on the trunk
of the tree,, for all the world like a
tremendous wart. Tills was the burl,
so prized for table-tops and panelling
because of tlw> fact that the twisted,
wavy, helter-skelter grain lends to the
wood an extraordinary beauty when
polished. Hryce noted that the wiirk
of removing this excrescence bad been
accomplished very neatly. With a
cross-cut saw the growth, iierhaps ten
feet fn diameter, hart been neatly
siicetl off much as a housewife cuts
slice after slice from a loaf of bread.
He guessed that these slices, practi-
cally circular In shape, hart been rolled
out of tlie woods to some conveyance
waiting to receive them.
What Hryce could not understand,
however, was the stupid brutality of
the raiders in felling the tree merely
for that section of burl. By perniit-
tlng the tree to stand and merely
building a staging up to the burl, the
latter could have been removed with-
out vital Injury to the tree—whereas
by destroying the tree the wretches
had evidenced all too clearly to Hryce
a wan toe Cb£i« lo add insult to in-
"Poor old Da.11" he murmured.
"I'm glnd now he has been unable to
get up here and see tills. It would
have broken his heart. I'll have this
tree made into fence posts and the
stump dynamited and removed this
summer. After he Is operated on ard
gets back his sight, he will come up
here—and he must never know. Per-
haps he will have forgotten how many
trees stood In tills circle."
He paused. I'eeping out from un-
der a chip among the litter at his feet
was the moldy corner of a white
envelope. In nn instant Hryce had It
in his hand. The envelope was dirty
and weatherbeaten, but to a certain
extent the redwood chips under which
It had lain hidden had served to pro-
tect It, and the writing on the face
was still legible. The envelope was
empty and addressed to Jules lton-
deati, care of the Laguna Grande
Lumber company. Sequoia, California.
Hryce read and reread that address,
"llondeau!" ho muttered. "Jules
Uondeau ! I've heard that name be-
fore—ah, yes! Dad spoke of him last
night. He's Pennington's woods-boss
An enemy had done this thing—and
In all the world John Cardigan had
but one enemy—Colonel Seth Penning-
ton. Had Pennington sent his woods
boss to do this dirty work out of j
sheer spite? Hardly. The section of !
burl was gone, and this argued Hint
the question of spite bad been purely
a matter of secondary consideration.
Evidently, Hryce reasoned, someone
had desired that burl redwood greatly,
and that sonieon? had not been Jules
Itondeatt, since a n^ods-boss would not
lie likely to spend fJ/s minutes of his
leisure time In consideration of the
beauties of a bar! table-top or puMl
Hence. If Kondetiu had superintended I the telephone and called up Hryce
the task of felling the tree, It must
have been at the behest of a sujierior;
and since a woods-boss acknowledges
no superior save the creator of the
pay-roll, the recipient of that stolen
hurl must have been Colonel Penning-
Suddenly he thrilled. If Jules Iton-
deau bad stolen that hurl to present
It to Colonel Pennington, his employer,
then llt finished artl-ie must lie ill
He recognized her voice instantly and
called her name before she had oppor-
tunity to announce her Identity,
"Thank you so much for the beauti-
ful roses, Mr. Cardigan," she began.
"I'ln glad you liked them. Nobody
i picks flowers out of our garden, you
know. I used to, but I'll be too busy
hereafter to bother with the garden.
Hy the way, Miss Stunner, docs your
uncle own a car?"
"I believe he does—a little old rat-
tletrap which he drives himself."
"Then I'll send George over with
the Napier this afternoon. You might
care to take a spin out Into the sur-
rounding country. Hy the way, Miss
Sumner, you lire to consider George
and that car 111 your personal prop-
erty. I fear you're going to find
have been pinning our on about ibl4
time every night since my return."
"Shirley belongs to the Hand of
IIo|ie," tlie Colonel explained. "Sbe'i
ready at any time to break a lanes
with the Demon Hum. So we will
have to drink her share, Mr. Cardigan.
Pray he seated."
Bryce seated himself. "Well, w
lumbermen are a low lot and naturally
fond of dissipation," he agreed. "I
fear Miss Suiuner's prohibition tenden-
cies will be still further strengthened
lifter she has seen the mail-train."
"What Is that?" Shirley queried.
"The mad-trqln runs over ynui
uncle's logging railroad into Township
nine, where his timber and ours Is lo-
cated. It Is tlie only train operated
on Sunday, and It leaves Sequoia at
five p. 111. to carry the Pennington and
Sequoia a dull place: so whenever you ; Cardigan crews hack to the woods
□ ryce Stood Dumbly Gazing Upon the j
Pennington's home! And Hryce had
been Invited to that home for dinner
the follow ing Thursday by the Colonel's
"I'll go, nfter all," ho told himself.
"I'll go—and I'll see what I shall see."
When Shirley Sumner descended to
tho breakfast room on the morning
following Iter ar.-ival in Sequoia, tlie
first glance at her uncle's stately
countenance Informed her that during
tin* night something had occurred to
Irritate Colonel Seth Pennington and
startle him out of Ills etistomury bland
"Shirley," he began, "did I hear you
culling young Cardigan on tlie tele-
phone nfter dinner Inst night or did
my ears deceive me?"
"Your ears are all right, Uncle Seth.
I called Mr. Cardigan up to tlisink him
for the pie he sent over, and Incident-
ally to Invite him over here to dinner
on Thursday night."
"I thought I heard you asking some-
body to dinner, and as you don't know
a soul In Sequoia except young Cardi-
gan, naturally 1 opined that he was to
be the oh feet of our hospitality."
"I dare say It's quite all right to
have invited Mm, Isn't it, Uncle Seth?"
"Certainly, certainly, my denr.
Quite all right, but, er—ah, slightly
inconvenient. I am expecting other
company Thursday night—unfortunate
ly, Hniyton, the president of the Bank
of Sequoia, is coming up to dine and
discuss some business affairs with me
afterward; so If you don't mind, my
denr, suppose you call young Cardigan
up and nsk him to defer his visit until
some Inter date."
"Certainly, uncle. What perfectly
marvelous roses! How did you suc-
ceed iu growing them, Uncle Seth?"
He smiled sourly. "I didn't raise
them," lie replied. "That half-breed
Indian that drives John Cardigan's
car brought them around about an
hour ago, along with a card. There
it is, beside your plate."
She blushed ever so slightly. "I
suppose Hryce Cardigan is vindicating
himself," she murmured as she with-
drew the card from the envelope. As
she had surmised, it was Hryce Cardi-
gan's. Colonel Pennington was the
proprietor of a similar surmise.
"Fast work, Shirley," he murmured
banteiingly. "I wonder what he'll
send you Cot- luncheon. Some dill
She pretended to be very busy with
the roses, and not to have heard
Shirley, left alone at the breakfast-
table, picked idly at Hie preserved ligs
tlie owlish butler set before her.
Vaguely she wondered at her uncle's
apparent hostility to the Cnrdigms;
she was as vaguely troubled in ilie
knowledge that until she should succeed
wish to go fer a ride. Just call me up,
and I'll have George report to you."
"Hut ti Ink of nil the expensive gnso-
line and tires!"
"Oh. but you mustn't look nt things
from that tingle after you cross the
Rocky mountnins on your way west.
What are you going, to do tills after-
"I don't know. I haven't thought
that far nt.ead."
"For some :*>«! sport I would sug-
gest that you motor up to Laguna
Grande. That's Span;*h for Big l.a-
goon, you know. Take e rial with
you. There are some land-iwked sal-
mon in the lagoon.
"But 1 hnven't any rod."
"I'll send you over n good one."
"Hut 1 have nobodv ;-c teach me
how to use it." she hinted daringly,
"I appreciate that compliment," he
flashed back at her, "hut unfortunate-
ly my holidays tire over for a long,
long time. I took my father's place in
the business thto morning."
"Yes. Things ?■ -<« been happening
while I was nway. However, speak-
ing of fishing, Geor«j> Sea Otter will
prove nn invaluable Instructor. lie Is
n good boy and you map trust him
Implicitly. On Thursday evening
you can tell what success yon >.i!
with the salmon."
"Oh, that reminds me, Mr. CnrdigsTv
You enn't come Thursday evening,
nfter all." And she explained tlie rea-
son. "Suppose you come Wednesday
"We'll call that n bet. .Thank you."
Silo chuckled nt his frank good hu-
mor. "Thank you, Mr. Cnrdigan, for
Mil your kindness nnd thoughtfulness;
and If you will persist in being nice
to me, you might send George Sea
Otter nnd the car at one-thirty. I'll
he glad tir avail myself of both until j
I can get a car of my own sent tip
from Snn Francisco. Till Wednesday
night, then. Good bye."
As Bryce Cardigan hung mi, he
heaved a slight sigh. It was difficult |
to get out of the hnblt of playing; he
found himself, tho possessor of a very
great desire to close down the desk, (
call on Shirley Sumner, nnd spend the
remnindor of the tiny basking In tlie j
sunlight of her presence.
Following his discovery of the out- J
rage committed on his father's sanctu-
ary. Bryce wasted considerable val- '
liable time and effort in a futile en- j
deavor to gal her some further hint j
of the identity of the vandals: but
despairing at last, he dismissed the
matter from his mind, resolving only j
thnt on Thursday he would go up |
Into Pennington's woods and Interview
the redoubtable Jules Rondenu. j
Br.vce's natural Inclination was to j
wnit upon M. Rondeau Immediately,
If not sooner, hut the recollection of
his dinner engagement at the Penning-
ton home warned him to proceed ]
cautiously; for while harboring no
apprehensions as to the outcome of a
possible clash with Rondeau, Bryce
was not so optimistic as to believe he
would escape unscathed from an en
Colonel Pennington's pompous im-
ported British butler showed Bryce
Into the Pennington living room at
six-thirty, announcing him with due
ceremony. Shirley rose from theplnno
where she had been idly fingering the
keys and greeted him with every np-
penrance of plensnre— following which,
she turned lo present her visitor to
Colonel Pennington, who was standing
in bis favorite position with his back
to tlie fireplace.
"Uncle Seth, tills Is Mr. Cardigan,
who was so very nlde to roe the day
I landed In Red Bluff."
The Colonel bowed. "I have to
thank you, sir, for your courtesy t
nfter their Saturday-night celebration
In town. As a usual tiling, all hands
with ti e exception of the brakemau,
engineers, and fireman, are singing,
weeping or fighting drunk,"
"Do they fight, Mr. Cardigan?"
"Frequently. I might say usually.
It's quite an inspiring sight to see a
couple of lumberjacks going * to it on
a flat-car traveiing thirty miles uo
"Yes, Indeed. Tlie right of way li
lined w ith empty whisky bottles."
Colonel Pennington spoke up. "We
don't have any lighting on the mad-
train any more," he said blandly.
"Indeed! How do you prevent It?"
'My woods-boss, Jules Rondeau,
makes them keep the peace," Penning-
ton l«i/lled with a small smile. "If
there's ucv tabling to lie done, he doei
"You men# att'ong his own crew, ol
course," Bryce suggested.
"No. he's in charge of 'he mod-train,
and whether a fight starts among you*
men or ours, te takes a hand. He'«
had them all behaving mildly fire quite
a while, because he can whip any man
in the country, and everybody realizes
It. I don't know what I'd do without
Kondcau. He certainly makes tt„>s«
bohuhks of mine step lively "
"Oh-h-h 1 Do you empioy bohunks,
"Certninly. They cost lens; they
are far less Independent thnn most
men nnrt more readily handled. And
you don't have to pamper them—par
tieularly In the matter of food. Why,
Mr. Cardigan, with all due respect to
your father, tlie way he feeds his men
Is simply ridiculous! Cake and pte
and doughnuts at the same meal 1"
"Well, Dad started in to feed hit
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Perclval was enjoying a Sunday ride,
nnrt as he had only recently learned
the names and characteristics of a few-
trees, he observed closely all the trees
he passed. A pencil tree In blossom
caught His eye, next a honey locust
with Its many thorns, nntl then sud-
denly he straightened up nnrt stnrert
with astonished eyes nt ti gigantic tree
trunk whose entire top wns missing.
"Oh, mother, see," he ctlied excitedly,
"there's a tree with no head on its
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looked up and said: "I am surprised
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A laugh costs too much If It Is
bought at the expense of propriety.—
in eradicating Ibis hostility, it must my niece." lit* had assumed an air of
Inevitably act as a bar lo tlie further
progress of her friendship with Bryce
Cardigan. And she told herself she
did not want to lose that friendship.
She wasn't the least bit In love with
him albeit she realized he was rather
lovable. And lastly lie was a good, de-
voted son and was susceptible of
development Into a congenial and
wholly acceptable comrade to a young
lady absolutely lacking In other means
She finished her fcreakfnst In
thoughtful silence; than she went ta
reserve, of distinct aloofness, despite
his studied politeness.
"Your niece, Colonel, is one of those
fortunate beings the world will alway
clamor to serve."
"Quite true, Mr. Cardigan. When
she was quite a little girl 1 came tin
tier her spell myself.'"
"So did I. Colonel. Miss Sumner
has doubtless told you of our first
meeting some twelve years ago."
"Quite so. May I offer you
cocktail, Mr. Cardigan?"
"Thank you, "ertalniy. Did and I
Whip Any Man
and I suppose the habits one forma la
youth are not readily changed In old
"But that make* It hard for other
manufacturers," th* Colonel protested.
"I feed my men good plain food and
plenty of It—quite better food thac
they were used lo before they came to
this country; hut I cannot seem t«
satisfy them. Your respected parent
lj the basis for comparison In thin
country, Cnrdigan, and I find It devil-
ish Inconvenient." ne laughed Indtil-
gently anil passed his cigurette-case
to I!i ce.
"Uncle Seth always grows restless
when some other man Is the lender,'
Shirley volunteered with a mischto
vous glance nt 1'ennlngton. "Don't
"You knuw why, of course
—those burl panels in your
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