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CHAPTER XIV.
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The dictograph which Shirley hail
tinketl Bryce to obtnln for her In San
1'rnncisco arrived on the regular pas-
senger steamer on Thursday morning
end Bryce ended her up to ask when
she desired It sent over.
“Good morning, Mr. Cardigan,” she
greeted him cheerily, “IIow do you
feel (his morning? Any the worse for
having permitted yourself to be a hu-
man being last night?"
"Why, I feel pretty tine, Shirley. I
think It did me a lot of good to crawl
out of my shell Inst night.”
“You feel encouraged to go on liv-
ing, eh?”
"Yes.”
"And tight In g?”
“By nil means.”
“Then something has occurred of
late to give you new courage?”
"Oh, many things. By the way, Shir-
ley, you may Inform your uncle at
breakfast Friday morning about my
connection with the N. C. O. In fnct,
I think It would be far better for
If you made it a point to do so.”
“Why?"
"Because both Ogllvy and myself
have a very strong suspicion that your
uncle has a detective or two on our
trails, I Judge your uncle will learn
today that you dined with Ogllvy,
Moira and me Inst night.”
“Oh, dear! That’s terrible." He
could sense her distress.
"Ashamed of having been seen In my
company, eh7”
"Please don't. Are you quite serious
In this matter?”
{ "Quite.”
you
strange."
"He’ll probably tell yon about It.
Better bent him to the Issue by 'fesslng
up, Shirley. Doubtless bis suspicions
nro nlrendy aroused, and If you Inform
him that you know I am the real build-
er of the N. 0. O., he’ll think you’re n
smart woman and that you've been
doing a little private gum-shoe work
of your own on behalf of the Laguna
Grande Humber company."
“Which Is exactly wlmt I have been
doing," she reminded him.
“I know. But then, I’m not afraid
of you, Shirley—that Is, any more
And after Friday morning Ml not lie
afraid of jjnur uncle."
"I feel ns If I were n ^inspirator.”
"I believe you are one. Your dicto-
graph has arrived. Shall I send Georg*
Sea Otter over with It? And have you
somebody to Install It?”
“Oh. bother! Does It have to he in-
stalled?"
"It does. You place the contraption
—hide It, rather—In the room where
the conspirators conspire; then you
run wires from It Into another room
where the detectives listen In on the
receivers."
“Could George Sen Otter Install It?"
"I think he could. There Is a print-
ed card of Instructions, and I dare say
George would find the job no more
baffling than the Ignltlou system on
the Napier.”
i “Will he tell anybody?"
“Not If you nsk him not to."
"Very well, then. Please send him
over. Thank you so much, Bryce
Cardigan. You're an awful good old
sort, after all. Uenlly, It hurts me to
have to oppose you. It would lie so
much nicer If we didn't have all those
redwood trees to protect, wouldn’t It?”
"Let us not argue the question, Shir-
ley. I think I have my redwood trees
protected. Good-by."
He had scarcely finished telephon-
ing his home to instruct George Sen
Otter to report with the express pack-
age to Shirley when Buck Ogllvy
strolled Into the otiloe and tossed a
document on his desk. "There’s your
little old temporary franchise, old
thing,” he announced ; and with many
n hearty laugh he related to Bryce the
Ingenious means by which he had ob-
tained It. “And now if you will phone
up to your logging camp and Instruct
the woods-boss to lay off about fifty
men to rest for the day, pending a
hard “night’s work, and nrrnnge to
send them down ori the last log train
today, I'll drop around after dinner
and we'll tly to that jump-crossing."
“I'll telephone Colonel Pennington’s
manager and ask him to kick n switch-
engine In on the Laurel creek spur and
snake those tint cars with my rails
aboard out to the Junction with the
main line." Bryce replied. And he
called up the Laguna Grande Lumber
company—only to be Informed by no
less n person than Colonel Pennington
himself that It would he Impossible
to send the switch-engine in until the
following afternoon. The Colonel was
sorry, but the switch-engine was in the
shop having the brick in her firebox
renewed, while the mogul that hauled
the log trains would not have time to
attend to the matter, since the flats
would have to be spotted on the side-
track at Cardigan's log landing in the
woods, and this could not be done un-
til the last loaded log train for the day
bod been hauled out to make room.
"Why not switch hack with the
mogul after the log train has been
hauled out on the main line?” Bryce
demanded pointedly.
Pennington, however, was not
trapped. “My dear fellow,” he replied
patronizingly, "quite Impossible, I as-
sure you. That old trestle across the
creek, m,v boy—It hasn’t been looked
nt for years. While I’d send the light
switch-engine over It and have no
fears—’’
"I happen to know. Colonel, that the
Idg mogul kicked those flats In to load
the rails!"
"I know It. And what happened?
Why, that old trestle squeaked and
shook and gave every evidence of be-
ing about to buckle In the center. M.v
engineer threatened to quit If I sent
him in again."
“Very well. I suppose I'll have to
wait until the switch-engine comes
out of the* shop," Bryce replied re-
signedly, and hung up. lie turned a
troubled face to Ogllvy. “Check-
mated I" he announced. “Whipped to
n frazzle. The colonel is lying. Buck,
nnd I’ve caught him at It. As a mat-
ter of fnct, the mogul didn’t kick those
flats In at all. The switch-engine did
—and I know It. Now I’m going to
send n man over to snoop around Pen-
nington’s roundhouse and verify his
report about the switch-engine being
in the shop.”
Me did sc. Half nn hour later the
messenger returned with the Informa-
tion that not only was the switch-en-
gine not In the shop hut her fire-
box had been overhauled the week be-
fore and was reported to be In ex-
cellent condition.
“That settles It," Buck Ogllvy
mourned. "The Colonel is ns suspicions
r.s n rhino, lie doesn’t know nuything,
but he smells danger just the same."
“Exactly, Buck. So he Is delaying
the game until he can learn something
definite." He drummed idly on his
desk for several minutes. Then:
"Buck, can you run a locomotive?"
“With one hand, old man.”
"Fine business! Well, I guess we’ll
Put In thnt crossing tomorrow night.
The switch-engine will be in the round-
house nt Pennington’s mill tomorrow
night, so we can’t steal thnt; hut we
can steal the mogul. I’ll Just send
word tip to my woods boss not to •
have Ids train loaded when the mogul
comes up late tomorrow afternoon to
haul it down to our log landing. Of
course, the engine crew won't bother
to run down to Sequoia for the night
—Hint is, they won’t run the mogul
down. They'll just leave her at our
log landing nil night and put up for
the night at our camp.”
“But how do you know they will put
u]i at your camp all night. Bryce?”
“M.v men will make them comfort-
able, and It means they can lie abed
until seven o’clock instead of having
to roll out at five o’clock, which would
he the cast* If they spent the night at
this end of the line. There Is a slight
grade nt our log landing. I know
that, because the air leaked out of
the brakes on n log train I was on a
short time ago, and the train ran
away with me. Now, the engine crew
will set the airbrakes on the mogul
nnd leave her with steam up to throb
all night; they'll not blow Imr down,
for thnt would mean work firing her
In the morning. Our task. Buck, will
he to throw off the airbrakes nnd let
her glide silently out of our log land-
ing. About a mile down the road
we’ll stop, get up steam, run down to
the junction with the main line, back
In on the Laurel Creek spur, couple
onto those flat ears and breeze mer-
rily down to Sequoia with them.
They’ll be loaded waiting for us; our
men will be congregated in our dr.v-
ynrd just off Water street near B,
waiting for us to arrive with the rails
—nnd bingo—we go to It. After we
drop the tints, we'll run the engine
I wick to the woods, leave It where wo
found it, return a-fiylng. You can get
buck In ample time to superintend the
cutting of the crossing!"
“Spoken like a man!" quoth Buck
Ogllvy. “You’re the one man in this
world for whom I’d steal a locomo-
tive, 'At-a-hoy!"
Had either of the conspirators
known of Pennington’s plans to enter-
tain Mayor Poundstone at dinner on
Thursday night. It Is probable they
would not have cheered until those
flat cars were out of the woods.
Poundstone wnnted n new nntomohlle.
And she had entered upon a enm-
pnlgn of nagging nnd complaint, hop-
ing to wear Poundstone’s resistance
down to the point where he would he
willing to barter Ids hope of salva-
tion In return for n guarantee of peace
on earth.
"I feel like a perfect fool, calling
upon these people In this filthy rattle-
trap, Mrs. Poundstone protested.
Mayor Poundstone paused. "In
pity’s name, woman,” he growled,
“tnlk about something else. Give me
one night of peace. Let me enjoy my
dinner and thin visit."
fl “I can’t help if." Mrs. P- retorted
with asperity. She pointed to Shirley
Sumner’s car parked under the porte-
cochere. "If i had a sedan like that,
I could die happy. And it only cost
thirty-two hundred nnd fifty dollars.”
“I paid six hundred nnd fifty for the
rattletrap, nnd I couldn’t afford thnt,"
he almost whimpered. “You were
happy with It until I was elected
mayor.”
“You forget our social position, my
dear," she purred sweetly.
Me could have struck her. “Hang
your social position," he gritted sav-
agely. "Shut up, will you? Social
position In a sawmill town! Dam
mlt. you’ll drive me crazy yet,” I’ound-
stone gurgled, nnd subsided.
The Pennington butler, a very su
perlor person, opened the door. The
Poundstcmes entered. At the entrance
to the living room the butler an
nounced sonorously: "Mayor Pound-
stone and Mrs. Poundstone."
"Glad to see you aboard the ship
Colonel Pennington boomed with Ills
best nlr of hearty expansiveness.
“Well, well,” he continued, lending
Mrs. Poundstone to u divan In front of
the fire, "this Is certainly delightful.
My niece will be down In two shakes
of a lamb’s tail. Have a cigarette, Mr.
Poundstone."
In the midst of the commonplace
chatter Incident to such occasions. Shir-
ley entered the room; nnd the Colonel
leaving her to entertain the guests,
went to n small sideboard in one cor-
ner nnd brought forth the “materials,
ns he jocularly termed them. Janies
appeared like magic with n tray,
glasses and tiny serviettes, nnd the
Colonel’s elixir was passed to the com-
pany.
"Dee-lidous,” murmured Mrs. Pound-
stone. “Perfectly dee-llctous. And not
strong!"
“Have another,’’ her hospitable host
suggested, nnd he poured It, quite ob-
livious of the frightened wink which
the mayor telegraphed Ills wife. Pound-
stone prayed to Ills rather nebulous
gods that Mrs. P. would not discuss
automobiles during the dinner.
Alas! The Colonel’s cocktails were
not unduly fortified, but for all that,
the two which Mrs. Poundstone had
assimilated contained just sufficient
“kick” to loosen the Indy's tongue
wlthustt thickening it. Consequently,
about the ihr'.c- the "piece de resist-
ance” made its api-Mlrar**, she threw
caution to the winds nnd adverted to
the subject closest to her heart.
“I was telling Henry as we came up
the walk,how greatly I envied you that
beautiful sedan. Miss Sumner,” she
gushed. "How an open car does blow
one around, my dear!”
"Yes, indeed.” said Shirley Inno-
cently.
"Heard the McKinnon people had n
man killed up iti their woods yester-
day, Colonel,” Poundstone remarked,
hoping against hope to divert the con-
versation.
“Yes. The fellow’s own fault.” Pen-
nington replied. "He was one of those
employees who held to the opinion
thnt every man Is the captain of his
own soul and the sole proprietor of his
own body—hence that It behooved 1dm
to look after both, in view of the high
So it will, so It
Mayor Poundstone nnd his wife nr-
rived nt the Pennington home In Red-
wood boulevard at six forty-five Thurs-
day evening. It was with a profound
feeling of relief that his honor lift-
ed the lady from their modest little
“flivver,” for once Inside the Penning-
ton house, he felt, he would be free
from a peculiarly devilish brand of
persecution inaugurated by his wife
about three months previously, Mxa
"Mayor Poundstone and
•tone."
Mrs. Pound-
was
was
cost of safety appliances. He
warned that the logging cnble
weak at that old splice and liable to
pull out of the becket—and sure enough
it did. The free end of the cable
snapped hnck like a whip, and—”
"I hold to the opinion,” Mrs. Pound-
stone interrupted, “that If one wishes
for a thing hard enough and just keeps
on wishing, one is bound to get It.”
"My dear," said Mr. Poundstone
impressively, "If you would only con-
fine yourself to wishing, I assure you
your chances for success would he In-
finitely brighter.”
There was no mistaking this rebuke-
even two cocktails were powerless t«-
render Mrs Poundstone ohUMous to it
With the nicest t>»*t !.-, the world, Shir-
.*.» adroitfjr changed the subject to
some tailored shirtwaists she had ob-
served in the window of a local dry
goods emporium that day, nnd Mrs.
Poundstone subsided.
About nine o’clock, Shirley, In re-
sponse to a meaning glance from her
relative, tactfully convoyed Mrs.
Poundstone upstairs, leaving her uncle
alone with his prey. Instantly Pen-
nington got down to business.
"W ell." he queried, apropos of noth-
ing. “what do you hear with reference
to the Northern California-Oregon rail-
road?"
“Oh. the usual amount of wind, Colo-
nel. Nobody knows what to make of
that outfit."
Pennington studied the end of his
cigar a moment.
"Have they made any move to get a
franchise?” he usked bluntly. “If they
have, I suppose you would he the first
man to hear about It. I don't mean to
he Impertinent,” he added with a
gracious smile, “but the fact is I no-
ticed thnt windbag Ogllvy entering
your office In the city hall the other
afternoon, nnd I couldn't help wonder-
ing whether Ids visit was social or of-
ficial.”
“Social—so far as I could observe,"
Poundstone replied truthfully, wonder-
ing just how much Pennington knew,
“Preliminary to the oliiclul visit, I
dare say.”
The Colonel puffed thoughtfully for
n while—for which the mayor was
grateful, since it provided time in
which to organize himself. Suddenly,
however, Pennington turned toward
Ids guest and fixed the latter with a
serious glance.
”1 hadn't anticipated discussing this
matter with you, Poundstone, and you
must forgive me for It; hut the fart is
—I might as well be frank witli you—
I am very greatly Interested in the
operation of tills proposed railroad. If
It Is built, it will have u very distinct
effect on my finances."
“In just what way?”
“Disastrous.”
"I am amazed, Colonel."
"You wouldn’t be If you had given the
subject very close consideration. Such
a road ns the N. C. O. contemplates
will tap nbout one-third of the red-
wood belt only, while a line built from
the south will tnp two-thirds of it. The
remaining third can be tapped by an
extension of m.v own logging rond;
when ray own timber Is logged out, I
will want other business for my road,
and If the N. C. O. parallels it." I will
be left with two streaks of rust on m.v
hands."
“Ah, I perceive,
will!’’
"You agree with me, then, Pound-
stone, that the N. C. O. Is not designed
to foster the best Interests of the
community. Of course you do. I take
It. therefore, that when the N. C. O.
applies for its franchise to run through
Sequoia, neither you nor your city
council will consider the proposition
nt all."
1 cannot, of course, speak for the
city Council—" Poundstone began, but
Pennington’s cold, amused smile froze
further utterance.
“Be frank with me, Poundstone. I
nm not n child. What I would like to
know i.s tills: will you exert every ef-
fort to block that franchise in the firm
conviction that by so doing you will
accomplish i laudable public service?”
Poundstone squirmed. "When I
have had time to look into the matter
more thoroughly—” .
“Tut-tut, my dear man I Let us not
straddle the fence. Business is a
game, and so is politics. Neither
knows any sentiment. Suppose you
should favor this N. C. O. crowd in a
mistaken Idea that you were doing the
right thing, and thnt subsequently
numberless fellow-citizens developed
the idea that you had not done your
public duty. Would some of them not
he likely to invoke n recall election
and relire you nnd your city council-
in disgrace?"
“I doubt If they could defeat me,
Colonel.”
"I have no such doubt,” Pennington
replied pointedly.
Poundstone looked up nt him from
under lowered lids. "Is that n
threat?” he demanded tremulously.
“My dear fellow! Threaten my
guest!” Pennington laughed patroniz-
ingly. “I nm giving you advice,
Poundstone—nnd rather good advice,
It strikes me. However, while we’re
on the subject, 1 have no hesitancy In
telling you that in the event of a dis-
astrous decision on your part, I
should not feel justified in supporting
you.”
lie might, with equal frankness,
have said : “I would smash you.” To
his guest his meaning was not obscure.
Poundstone studied the pattern of the
rug. nnd Pennington, watching him
sharply, saw that the man was dis-
tressed. He resolved on a hold stroke.
“Let's not heat about the bush,
Poundstone," he said with the air of
a father patiently striving to Induce
his child to recant a lie, tell the truth,
and save himself from the parental
wrath. “You’ve been doing business*
with Ogllvy; I know it for a fact, nnd
you might as well admit it.”
Poundstone looked up, red and em-
barrassed. “If I had known—” he be-
gan.
"Certainly, certainly! I realize you
ncted in perfect good faith. Y'ou’re
like the majority of people In Sequoia.
You’re all so crazy for rail connection
with the outside world that you jump
at the first plan that seems to promise
you one. Have you promised Ogiivy
a franchise?”
There was no that ques-
tion. A deo-'a'., under the present cir-
cumstances. would be tantamount to
nn admission; Poundstone could not
guess just how much the Colonel realiy
knew, and it would not do to He to
him, alsce eventually the lie must bt
He resolved to "come
discovered,
clean."
"The city council has nlready grant-
ed the N. C. O. n temporary fran-
chise.” he confessed.
Pennington sprang furiously to his
feet. “Dammit," he snarled, "why did
you do thnt without consulting me?”
"Didn’t know you were remotely In-
terested." Now that the Ice was bro-
ken, Poundstone felt relieved nnd was
prepared to defend his act vigorously.
’ -Mid we did not commit ourselves ir-
revocably," he continued. “The tem-
porary franchise will expire In twen-
ty-eight days—and In that time the
N. C. O. cannot even get started.”
"Have you any understanding ns to
an extension of that temporary fran-
chise. In case the N. C. O. desires It?"
"Well, yes—not In writing, however.
I gave Ogllvy io understand that If he
was not ready In thirty days, an ex-
tension could readily be arranged.”
“Any witnesses?"
"I nm not such a fool, sir,” Pound-
stone declared with asperity. "I had
a notion—I might ns well admit It—
thnt you would have serious objection
to having your tracks cut by a Jump-
crossing at B nnd Water streets.” And
for no reason In life except to justify
himself and inculcate In Pennington
nn Impression that the latter was deal-
ing with a crafty and far-seeing
mayor, Poundstone smiled boldly and
knowingly. He leaned hack nonchal-
antly and blew smoke nt the celling.
"You oily rascal!” Pennington solilo-
quized. “You’re a smarter man than I
thought. You’re trying to play both
ends ngninst the middle.” He recalled
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the report of his private detective and
the Incident of OgUvy’s visit to
•young Henry Poundstone’s office with
n small leather bag; he was more
than ever convinced thnt this hag had
contained the bribe, in gold coin,
which had been productive of thnt
temporary franchise nnd the verbal
understanding for its possible exten-
sion.
“Ogllvy did business with you
through your son Henry,” he chal-
lenged. Poundstone started violently.
“How much did Ilenry get out of it?”
Pennington continued brutally.
“Two hundred nnd fifty dollars re-
tainer, nnd not a cent more,” Pound-
stone protested virtuously—and truth-
fully.
“Y'ou’re not so good a business mnn
ns I gave you credit for being,” the
Colonel retorted mirthfully. “Two hun-
dred and fifty dollars! Oh, Lord!
Poundstone, you're funny. Upon my
word you’re a scream.” And the Colo-
nel gave himself up to a sincerely
hearty laugh. “You call It a retaluer,”
he continued presently, “but a grand
Jury might call it something else. How-
ever,” he went on after a slight pause,
“you're not in politics for your health;
so let’s get down to brass tacks. How
much do you want to deny the N. C. O.
not only an extension of that tem-
porary franchise but also a permanent
franchise when they npply for it?”
Poundstone rose with great dignity.
"Colonel Pennington, sir,” he said,
“you insult me.”
“Sit down. You’ve been Insulted
that way before now. Shall we say
one thousand dollars per each for your
three good councilmen and true, and
for yourself thnt sedan of my niece’s?
It’s a good car. I imagine it will please
Mrs. P. Immensely and grant you sur-
cease from sorrow. Of course, I will
not give it to you. I’ll sell it to you—
five hundred down upon the signing of
the agreement, and In lieu of the cash,
I will take over that jitney Mrs.
Poundstone finds so distasteful. Then
I will employ your son, Henry, as the
attorney for the Laguna Grande Lum-
ber company nnd give him a retainer
of twenty-five hundred dollars for one
year. I will leave it to you to get this
twenty-five hundred dollars from
Henry and pay my niece cash for the
car. Doesn’t thnt strike you ns a per-
fectly safe nnd sane proposition?”
Had a vista of paradise opened up
before Poundstone, he could not have
been more thrilled. He had been abso-
lutely honest In his plea to Airs.
Poundstone that he could not afford a
thirty-two-hundred-and-fifty-dollar se-
dan, much as he longed to oblige her
and gain a grently-to-be-deslred peace.
And now the price was dangling before
his eyes, so to speak. At any rate it
was parked in the porte-cochere not
fifty feet distant!
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started on September 21, 177tS, six
days after the British captured the
city. Trinity church and 498 other
buildings were destroyed, says Gas
Logic.
FRECKLES
Now Is the Time to Get Rid of
These Ugly Spots.
There's no longer the slightest need of
reeling ashamed or your freckles, as Othlno
—double strength—Is guaranteed to remove
these homely spots.
Simply get an ounce of Othlne—double
strength—from your druggist, an.I apply „
little of It night and morning and you
should soon see that even the worst freckles
have begun to disappear, while the lighter
ones have vanished entirely. It Is seldom
inat more than one ounce is needed to com
pletely clear the skin and gain a beautiful
clear complexion.
Be sure to ask for the double strength
othlne. as this is sold under guarantee of
money back If It falls to remove freckles.
Planets Without Moons.
The only planets that have no
moons are those nearest the sun,
namely Mercury and Venus. Counting
our own moon, the system of planets
possesses no fewer than 27 moons.
Watch Cuticura Improve Your Skin.
On rising and retiring gently smear
the face with Cuticura Ointment.
Wash off Ointment In five minutes
with Cuticura Soap and hot water. It
Is wonderful sometimes what Cuticura
will do for poor complexions, dandruff,
Itching nnd red rough hands.—Adv.
Menu, Please.
Housewife—I never give alms at the
door, but If you wish you may have a
little dinner.
Tramp—Aladam, would it be consid-
ered immodest to inquire wlmt the
dinner bill is today?
Trout have been Introduced success
fuUj II. New Zealand and Australia.
Important to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASTOKIA, that famous old remedv-
for infants and children, and see that it
Bears the m—
future of
In Use for Over 30 Years.
Children Cry for Fletcher’s Castoria
Advice.
Movie Actress—I fear I shall have
to take a vacation. Al.v arms are al-
ways so tired.
Director—They wouldn’t he if you-
wouldn’t wear so many diamond rings.
—Film Fun.
An old man Is always
about his aches and pains.
boasting
aarASiteat
// * Eyet. If they Tire, Itch,
toa Smart or Burn, if Sore,
Vniir, r\/rC Irritated, Inflamed
iUuK t-T LJ Granulated, use Mur
often. Soothes, Refreshes. Safe for
Infant or Adult At all Druggists. Writefor
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