NORTH PLATTE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE.
The VALLEY
By PETER B. KYNE
Author of "Cappy Rick"
"I CAN'T FIGHT ANY MORE."
BynopBla. Pioneer In the Califor
nia redwood region, John Cardigan,
at forty-seven, Is the leading citizen
of Sequoia, owner of mills, ships,
and many acres of timber, a wid
ower after three yoars of married
life, and fathor of two-day old
Dryce Cardigan. At fourteen Ilryco
makes the acquaintance of Shirley
Sumner, a visitor at Sequoia, and
his Junior by a fow jhsars. Together
they visit the Valley of the Giant,
sacred to John Cardigan and his
son as the burial placo of Dryco's
mother, and part with mutual re
gret. While Dryce Is at college
John Cardigan meets with heavy
business losses and for the first
time views the future with uncer
tainty. After graduation from col
lege and a trip abroad, Bryco Car
digan cornea homo. On the train ho
Is Interested In an attractive girl.
CHAPTER IV Continued.
3
Ilryco could fico thnt she was tlio
little daughter of sonic In tro rich
man. Tho spnrslty of Jewelry nnil
the rich simplicity of her a'ttlro proved
that, nnd moreover she was accom
panied hy a French maid to whom
oho spoke In French In a manner
which testified that before acquiring
the French maid she had been In the
custody of n French nurse. Sho pos
sessed poise. For tlio rest, she had
wonderful Jot-black halrf 'vjolct eyes,
and milk-white skin, a correct nose
but a somcwhnt generous mouth.
Bryce Suessed sho was twenty or
twonty-ono years old and that she had
a temper susceptible of being aroused.
The- fact that this remarkable
young woman had also left the train
at Red Bluff further Interested him,
for ho knew Red Bluff and while giv
ing credit to tlio many lovely damsels
of that little ambitious city, Bryce
had a suspicion that no former Red
Bluff girl would daro to Invado tho
old homo town with a French maid.
Do- noted, as further evidence of the
correctness of his assumption, thnt
tlio youthful baggnge-smaslier nt the
station failed to recognlzo hci nnd
was evidently dazzled when, followed
by tho maid, struggling with two
suit-cases, sho approached him and In
pure though nllen English Inquired
the location of tho best hotel nnd tho
hour and point of dopnrturo of tho
nutomobtlo . stugo for San Ilcdrln.
Tho youth had answered her llrst
question and was nbout to answer the
second when George Sea Otter, In all
his barbaric splendor, came pussy
footing around tho corner of tho stn
tlon In old nmn Cardigan's regal
touring-car.
Tho Ilignest Living Authority, fol
lowing tho gnzo of tlio baggngo
Bmnsher, turned nnd beheld Georgo
Sen Otter. Beyond a doubt ho waH of x
tho West westward. Sho noted tho
rifle-stock projecting from tlio scab
bard, and a vision of a stago hold-up
flashed across her mind. Ah, yes, of
course tho express messenger's weap
on, no doubt I And further to clinch
her Instant assumption that hero was
tlio Sequoia motor-stage, there was
tho pennant adorning tho wtnd-shlcld I
Dismissing tho baggage-smasher with
a gracious smile, tho Highest Living
Authority approached Georgo Sen
Otter, noting, tho while, further cvl
denco thnt this car was a public con
veyance, for tho young mnn who had
boon her fellow-pnssenger was head
ing tawnrd tho automobllo also. .She
heard him sny:
I "Hello, George, you rndlnnt red
rascal I I'm mighty glad to sco you,
boy. Shako 1"
They shook, Georgo Sea Ottor's
dark eyes and white teeth flushing
ploasurably. Bryce tossed his bag In
to tho tonneau; tho hnlf-brecd opened
tho front door; and tho young master
had his foot on tho running-board nnd
wns nbout to enter tho enr when a
jsoft voice spoko at his elbow:
( "Driver, this Is tho stago for
Sequflfif, is it not?"
Georgo Sea Otter could scarcely
credit his auditory nerves, "This
car?" ho demanded bluntly, "this tho
Sequoia stago 1 Tako a look, lndy.
Tills here's a Napier Imported uuto
moblle. It's a prlvnto car and be
longs to my boss hero."
Bryco turned nnd lifted his tint
. "Quite naturally, you thought It wns
tho Sequolu stage." Ho turned a
smoldering glanco upon Georgo Sen
Otter. "Georgo," ho declnrod omi
nously, bu witn a Hly wink thnt drew
tho sting from his words, "If you'ro
anxious to hold down your Job, tho
next time a lady speaks to you nnd
asks you a simple qucstlou you an
swer yes or no nnd refrnln from snr
cnstlc remnrk8. Don't let your pit
thuslasin for this car run nwny with
you," fie faced the girl again. "Wns
It your Intention to go to Sequoia on
the next trip of tho Btngo?"
Sho nodded.
"Thnt menns you will hnve to wnlt
horo threo (Inys until tlio stago re
turns from Sequoia," Bryce replied
A shado of nnnoynnco passed over
tho classic features of tho nighest
Living Authority. "Oh, dear," sho
complained, how fearfully awkward I
Now I shnll have to tako tho next
train to San FrnnclBco nnd book $s-
sage on tho stenmer to Sequoia and
Marcello Is such a poor snllor. Oh,
dear I"
Bryco had an Inspiration nnd hasten
ed to reveal It
"Wo nre about to stnrt for Sequoia
now, although tho lateness of our stnrt
will compel us to put up tonight at
tho rest-house on tho south fork of
Trinity river and continue the Journey
In tho morning. However, this rest
house Is eminently respectable nnd
the food and accommodations are ex
traordinarily good for mountains; so,
If an Invitation to occupy tlio tonneau
of my car will not bo construed as
nn Impertinence, coming as It docs
from a total stranger, you are nt
liberty to regard this car as to all
Intents nnd purposes tho public con
veynnco which so scandalously de
clined to wait for you this morning."
Sho looked nt him scnrchlngly for
n brief Instant; then with a peculiarly
winning smile and a graceful Inclina
tion of her head she thanked hltn
nnd accepted his hospitality thus :
"Why, certainly not I l'ou aro very
kind, and I shall be eternally grate
ful." "Thank you for that voto of confi
dence. It makes mo feel that I have
'This Is the Gtage for Sequoia,
It Not?"
Is
your permission to Introduce myself.
My namo Is Bryco Cardigan, and I
live In Sequotn when I'm at home."
"Of Cardigan's redwoods?" " sho
questioned. Ho nodded. "I've heard
of you, I think," she continued. "I
urn Shirley Sumner."
"You do not Uvo In Sequoln."
"No, but I'm going to hereafter. I
wns tlicro nbout ten yenrs ngo."
He grinned nnd thrust out a great
hnnd which sho surveyed gravely for
a minute before Inserting hers In it
"I wonder," ho snld, "If It Is to bo ray
duty to give you n rldo every tlmo you
como to Sequoln? Tho Inst time you
wero tlioro you wheedled mo Into glv
lug you- n rldo on my pony, nn animal
known as Midget. Do you, by any
chance, recnll that Incident?"
Sho looked at him wonderlngly.
"Why why, you'ro tho boy wiUi the
beautiful auburn hair," sho declared.
He lifted his hat and revealed his
thick t,hatch In all Its glory. "I'm not
so sensltlvo about It now," ho explain
ed. "When wo first met, reference to
my hair wus apt to rile me." Ho
shook her ltttlo hand with cordial
good-nature. "George, suppose you
pile Miss Sumner's hand-baggnge In
the tonneau nnd then pllo In there
yourself and keep Marcello company.
I'll drlvo; nnd you can sit up In front
with me, Miss Sumner, snug behind
tho wlud-shleld where you'll not be
blown about"
Ho went through his gears, and tho
car glided away on its Journey. "By
tho wny," ho said suddenly as ho
turned west townrd tho dlstnnt bluo
mountnlns of Trinity county, "how did
you happen to connect mo with Cardi
gan's redwoods?"
"I'vo heard my uncle, Colonel Seth
Pennington, speak of them."
"Colonel Seth Pennington means
nothing In my young life. I never
heard of him before; so I dare say
bo's a newcomer In our county. I'vo
been away six years," ho added In ex
planation. "We're from Michigan. Undo was
formerly in tho lumbenbuslness there,
but ho's logged out now.
"I Bee. So he enmo west, I sup
pose, nnd bought n lot of redwood
lumber cheap from somo old croaker
who nover could boo any future to the
redwood lumber Industry Personally,
I don't think ho could hnvo made a
better Investment I hope I shnll
hnvo the pleasure of making his ac
qualntnncc when I deliver you to him.
Perhnps you may be a neighbor of
mine. Hope bo."
At this Juncture Georgo Sea Otter,
who bad bo'r an Interested listener
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Copyright by Peter D. Kyne
to tho conversation, essayed a grunt
from the rear seat. Instnntly, to
Shirley Sumner's vast surprise, her
host grunted also; whereupon George
Sea Otter broke Into a series of
grunts and guttural cxclnmatlons
which evidently nppeared quite In
tclllgthlo to her host, for ho slowed
down to flvo nillcs nn hour and cocked
ono ear to tho rear; apparently he
wns profoundly Interested In whatever
Information his henchman had .to Irn
pnrt. When George Sen Otter finished
his hnrnngue, Bryco nodded nnd onco
more gnve his attention to tossing the
miles behind him.
"What Innguage wns thnt?" Shirley
Sumner Inquired, consumed with
curiosity.
"Digger Indian," ho replied.
"Gcorgo's mother wns my nurse, nnd
he nnd I grew up together. So I
enn't very well help speaking the Inn
gunge of tho tribe."
They chattered volubly on mnny
subjects for the flrst twenty miles;
then tho rood narrowed and com
menced to climb steadily, and there
nftcr Bryco gnve all of his attention
to the car, for a deviation of a foot
from tho wheel-rut on tho outside of
tho road would hnvo sent them hur
tling over the grade Into tlio deep
timbered canyons below. By reason of
tho fact that Bryco's gnzo nover
wavered from the rond Immediately
In front of tho cur, sho had a chance
to appraise him critically while pro
tending to look past htm to the
tumbled, snow-covered ranges to their
right.
She saw a big, supple, powerful
man of twenty-five or six, with the
bearing nnd general demeanor of one
mnny years his older. His nose wns
high, of medium thickness nnd Just a
trlflo long the nose of n thinker.
His ears vere ljjrge, with full lobes
the ears of a generous mnn. Tho
mouth, full-llppcd but firm, tlio henvy
Jaw and square chin, the great hands
(most amazingly free from freckles)
denoted tho man who would not avoid
a fight worth while.
Upon Uielr arrival at the rest-house,
Bryce during dinner was very atten
tive and mildly amusing, although
Shirley's keen wits assured her that
tlUs was merely a clover pose and
sustained with difficulty. ,Sho was
confirmed In this assumption when,
nfter dinner, she complnlncd of being
wenry and bndo hltn good-night She
hnd scarcely left him when ho called:
"George!"
The half-breed slid out of tho dnrk
ness and sat down beside him. A
moment Jnter, through tlio open
window of her room Just nbove the
porch where Bryce nnd Georgo Sen
Otter sat, Shirley heard the former
say:
"George, when did you flrst notice
that my fnther's Bight wns beginning
to fnll?"
"About two yenrs ngo, Bryco. Ho
began to walk with his hands held
out In front of htm, and sometimes
ho lifted his feet too high."
"Can he see at all now, George?"
"Oh, yes, a little bit enough to
mako tils way to tlio ofllce and back."
"Poor old governor! George, until
you told me tills afternoon. I hadn't
heard n word nbout It If I hnd, I
nover would hnvo tnken thnt two-year
Jaunt around tho world. And you sny
this mnn Colonel Pennington nnd my
fnther hnvo been hnvlng trouble.
"Yes " Hero Georgo Sen Otter
gracefully unburdened himself of a
"Dadl" Ho Called.
fervent curse directed at Shirley's
avuncular rolatlvo; whereupon thnt
young lady promptly loft the window
and lienrd no more,
They wore on tho rond again by
eight o'clock noxt morning, nlid Just
as Cardigan's mill was blowing tho
six o'clock whistle, Bryco stopped the
enr nt the bond of the street leading
down to the water-front. "I'll let you
drive now, George," ho Informed tho
silent Sea Otter. He turned to Shir
ley Sumner. "I'm going to leave you
now," he Bald. "Thank you .for rid
ing ovor from Red Bluff with me. My
father never leaves tho ofllce until the
whistle blows, nnd so I'm going to
hurry down to thnt little building you
see nt the end of tho street und sur
priso him."
Ho stepped out on tho running
board, stood there n moment nnd ex
tended his hnnd. Shirley had com
menced n duo nnd fonnnl expression
of her gratitude for having been de
livered Bnfely In Sequoia, when George
Sen Otter spoko:
"Here comes John Cnrdlgan," he
said.
"Drive Miss Sumner around to Colo
nel Pennington's house," Bryco order
ed, nnd even whllo he held Shirley's
hand.fho turned to catch the first
glimpse of his father.. Shirley follow
ed his glanco nnd saw a tall, power
fully built old man coming down the
street with his hands thrust a little
In front of him, as If for protection
from some Invisible assailant
"Oh, tny poor old father!" sho
henrd Bryce Cnrdigun murmur. "My
dear old pal ! And I've lpt him gropq
In the dark for two yenrs!"
Ho released her hnnd and leaped
from tho ear. "Dadl" he called. "It
Is I Bryce. I've como home to you
at last"
The slightly bent figure of John
Cardigan straightened with a Jerk ; he
held out his arms, trembling with
engerness, nnd ns the car continued
on to tho Pennington house Shirley
looked back and saw Bryco folded In
his father's embrace. She did not,
however, henr tlio heart-cry with
which the beaten old man welcomed
his boy.
"Sonny, sonny oh, I'm so glad
you'ro back. I've missed you. Bryce,
I'm whipped I've lost your heritage.
Oh, son I I'm old I can't light nny
more. I'm blind I can't, see my ene
mies. I've lost your redwood trees
even your mother's Valley of the
Giants."
And he commenced to weep for the
third time In fifty years. And when
the nged nn'l helpless weep, nothing
Is more terrible. Bryco Cnrdlgnn snld
no word, hut held his fnther close
to his great heart nnd laid his check
gently ngnlnst the old man's tenderly
as a woman' might And presently,
from that silent communion of spirit,
each drew atrength nnd comfort As
the shadows fell In John Cardigan's
town, they .went homo to the house on
the hill.
Shirley Sumner's eyes wero tnplsf
when Georgo Sen Otter, In obedience
to tho Instructions of his youthful
mnster, Bet her, the French muld, and
their hand-bnggnge down on the side
walk In front of Colonel Seth Pen
nington's house. The half-breed hesi
tated a moment, undecided whether he
would carry tho hand-baggage up to
too door or leave that task for a
Pennington retainer; then ho noted
the tenrstnlns on the cheeks of his
fair passenger. Instantly he took up
the hand-baggage; kicked open the
Iron gate, and preceded Shirley up the
cement walk to the door.
"Just wait n moment, If you please,
George," Shirley said ns he set the
bnggngo down nnd stnrted bnck for
the enr. He turned nnd beheld her
extracting n flve-dollnr bjll from her
purse. "For you, George," she con
tinued. "Thank you so much."
In nil his life George Sea Otter hnd
never hnd ' such nn experience he,
nnpplly, having been raised In a coun
try where, with the exception of
waiters, only a pronounced vagrant
expects or accepts a gratuity from a
woman. He took the bill and fingered
it curiously; then his white blood as
serted Itself and he handed the bill
back to Shirley.
"Thank you," ho said respectfully.
"If you were a man nil. right But
from n lndy no. I nm like my boss.
I work for you for nothing"
Shirley did not understand his re
fusal, but her Instinctive tact warned
her not to Insist Sho returned tho
bill to her purse, thanked him ngnln,
nnd turned quickly to hldo tho slight
flush of annoyance. George Sea Otter
noted it
"Lndy," he said with great dignity,
"at flrst I did not want to carry your
haggajce. I did not wnnt to wnlk on
this lnnd." And with a sweeplngges
ture he indicated the Pennington
grounds. "Then you cry n little be
cause my boss Is feeling bad about his
old man. So I llko you bettor. Tho
old mnn well, he hns been like fnther
to me nnd my mother nnd we nre
Indlnns. My brothers, too they work
for him. So If you llko my boss nnd
his old mun, Georgo Sen Otter would
go to hell for you pretty damn' quick,
You bet your life I"
"You'ro n very good boy, George,"
she replied, with difficulty repressing
u smile at his blunt but earnest
avowal. "I am glad tho Cardigans
hnvo such an honest loyal servant"
George Sea Otter's dark faco lighted
with n quick smile. "Now you pay
me," ho replied and returned to tho
car.
The door opened, and a Swedish
maid stood In the entrance regarding
her stolidly "I'm Miss Sumner,"
Shirley told her. "This Is my maid
Marcelle. Help ht In with tho hand
baggage." Sho stepped into the hall
and called: "Ooh-hoohl Nunky
duuk I"
"Ship ahoy I" An answering call
camo to her from the dining room
across the entranco-hnll and nn In
stnnt Inter Colonel Seth Pennington
stood In the doorway. "Bless my
whlskors! Is that you, my denr?" ho
cried, and advanced to greet her,
"Why, how did you got here, Shirley?
1 thought you'd missed to stago."
She presented her cheek for his kiss.
'So I did, Uncle, but n nlco red-haired
younp man nnmed Uryce cardigan
found me in distress at Red Bluff
picked mo up in his car, and brought
mo here." Sho sniffed adorably.
"I'm so hungrjV' she declnred, "and
here I nm, Just In time for dinner.
Is my name In tlio pot?"
"It Isn't, Shirley, but it soon will
be. How perfectly bully to havo you
with me ngnln, my deorl And whnt a
charming young lady you've grown
to be since I saw you last! You're
why, you've been crying! By Jov
I had no iden you'd be so glnd to set
me ngnln."
She could not forego n sly little am 11
nt his egoism. "You're looking per
fectly splendid Undo Seth," sho pnr
rled.
"And I'm feeling perfectly splendid.
By tlio wny, who did you Bay picked
you up In his car?"
"Bryco Cardigan. Do you know
him?"
"No, we haven't met Son of old
John Cnrdlgnn, I dnro sny. I've heart)
of him. He's been nwny from Sequoli
"Why, How Did You Get Here, Shir
, Iey7"
for quite n while, I believe. About
time he came home to take enre of
thnt stiff-necked old fnther of his."
Ho stepped to tho bell nnd pressed It
nnd tho butler nnswered. "Set n
plnce nt dinner for Miss Shirley,
Jnmcs," he ordered. "Thelmn will
show you your rooms, Shirley. I wns
Just nbout to sit down to dinner. I'll
wnlt for you."
While Shirley wns In the dining
room Colonel Pennington's features
wore an expression" nlmost pontlllcnl.
but when she hnd gonet the ntmos-
pnere or pnternnllsm nnu aueciion
which he radiated fnded Instnntly.
The Colonel's fnce wns In repose now
cold, cnlculntlng, vnguely repellent
He scowled slightly.
"Now. Isn't thnt the devil's luck?'
he soliloquized. - "Young Cnrdlgan Is
probnbly the only mnn In Sequoia
dashed awkward if they should be
come interested in each other at this
time. They say he's good-looking;
certainly ho is educated nnd hns ac
quired some worldly polish lust tho
kind of young fellow Shirley will find,
Interesting and welcome company In a
town like this. Many things con
hnppen In u yenr and It will be a
year before I can smash the Cardi
gans. Damn it,"
CHAPTER V.
Aloncr the well-remembered streets
of Sequoln Bryce Cnrdlgnn and his
father walked nrm In nrm, tnelr
progress continuously Interrupted by
well-menulnir but Impulsive Sequolnns
who Insisted upon uniting the pnlr to
shako hnnds with Bryco nnd bid him
welcome home. In tlio presence of
those third parties the old man quickly
conquered tho ngltatlon he hnd felt
at this long-deferred meeting with his
son. nnd when presently they left tho
business section of tho town nnd
turned Into a less-frequented street
his emotion assumed the character
of a nulet Joy, evidenced In a more
erect bearing nnd a firmer trend, as
If he strove, despite his neventy-slx
yenrs, not to nppenr Incongruous ns
ho walked beside his splendid son.
I wish I could see you more clear
ly," he said presently. Ills voice ns
well ns his words expressed profound
regret, but there wns no hint of despnlr
or henrt-brenk now.
Bryce, who up to this moment hnd
refrained from discussing his fnther's
misfortunes, drew the old mnn n ltttlo
closer to his side.
"What's wrong with your eyes, pnl?"
ho queried. He did not often nddresa
his parent, nfter the fnshlon of most
sons, ns ."Fnther," "Dud." or "Pop,"
They were closer to each other than
Unit, and n rare sense of perfect com
radeship found expression, on Bryce's
part, In such salutations ns "pnl,"
"partner" nnd. Infrequently, "old
sport."
"Cntnracts, son," his fntlier answer
ed. "Merely tho ponnlty of old ngo,"
"But can't something bo done about
It?" demanded Bryce. "Can't they bo
cured somehow or other?"
"Oh, Bryce, the man
hasn't a soul."
(TO 1)12 CONTINUED.)
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