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EjJlL COPVT2I6HT, BY" PETER JB.KYNE yj Mf
A BLACKBERRY PIE.
Bytiopala. IMoneer In the Califor
nia redwood region, John CnrdlKnn,
it forty-noven, Is tho londlni? citizen
pt Hequola, owner of mills, ships,
and many acres cl timber, a wid
ower after three years of married
llfo, and father of two-day old
nryco Cardigan. At fourtcon Bryce
,-nakes tho acquaintance of Shirley
dumner, a visitor at Bcquola, and
his junior by a few years, Together
they visit tho Valloy of the aiantH,
sacred to John Cardigan and his
son as tho burial place of Dryco's
mother, and part with mutual ro
gret. While IJryco Is at collogo
John Cardigan meots with heavy
business losses and for tho first
tlmo views tho futuro with uncer
tainty. Aftor graduation from col.
logo, and a trip nbroad, Bryo Car
digan comes home. On the train ho
meots Shirley Sumner, on her way
to Sequoia to mako her homo thero
with her uncle, Col. Pennington.
Hryce learns that his father's cyo
stght has failed and that Col. Ion
nlngtorl Is sooklng to taka advan
tage of tho old man's business mis
fortunes. CHAPTER V Continued.
"Certainly tlioy cnn. Hut I shall
have to wait until tlioy are completely
matured nrnl I havo liecomo completely'
blind; then n specialist will perforin
nn opcmtlon on my eye, nnd In nil
probability my Bight will bo restored
for ii few yenrs. However, I haven't
given tho mutter n great denl of con
sideration. And T am nbout rendy to
quit now. I'd llko to, In fact; I'm
"Oh, but you can't quit until you've
soen your redwoods again," IJryco re
minded him. "I mipposo It's been n
long time since you've visited tho
Valley of the Giants; your long exile
from tho wood-goblins has made you n
udfle gloomy. I'm afraid."
John Cardigan nodded. "I haven't
Ben them In n year and n half, IJryco.
Last time I was up, I slipped between
tho logs on tli ii t old skid-road and
Ule to broke my old fool neck."
"Pal, It wasn't fair of you to mako
mo stay away so long. If I had only
known If I hud remotely suspected
"You'd have spoiled everything of
course. Don't scold me, son. You'co
all I havo now, nnd I couldn't hear to
send for you until you'd had your
fling." Ills trembling old hand crept
over nnd closed upon his boy's hnnd,
bo Ann but free from signs of toll.
"It was my pleasure, IJryco," ho con
tinued, "nnd you wouldn't deny mo
my choice of sport, would you? Re
member, lnd, I novcr had a boyhood;
I never had n collego education, and
tho only real tin vol I havo over had
was when I worked my way around
Cape Horn ns n foremast hand, nnd
all I Baw then wns water and hard
ships; nil I'vo seen since Is my little
world hero In Sequoia nnd In Snn
"You've sacrificed enough too much
for me, Dad."
"It pleased mo to glvo you all the
advantages I wanted and couldn't af
ford until 1 wns too old and too busy
to consider uicin. itcsiues, it was
your mother's wish. And you hnvo
enjoyed your little run, haven't you?"
ho concluded wistfully.
"I hnvo, Dnd." IJryco's groat hand
closed over tho back of his father's
neck; ho shook the old mnn with
mock ferocity. "Stubborn old lumber
jack I" he chldod.
John Cardigan shook with nn In
ward chuckle, for tho loving abuse hli
boy had formed a habit of heaping on
Win nover failed to thrill him. In
stinctively IJryco hnd ronlUed that
tonight obvious sympathy copiously
expressed was not tho medlclno for
Ids father's bruised spirit,; hence ho
elected to regard the lnttor's blindness
as a mere temporary nnnoynnce, some
thing to bo considered lightly, If nt
nil; nnd It wns typical of him now
that tho Bubjcct hnd been discussed
brlofly, to resolve nover to refer to
"Tomorrow morning I'm going to
put n pnlr of overalls on you, nrm
you with n tin cnn and a swnb, and
net you to greasing tho skldways,
Partner, you'vo deceived mo."
"Oh, nonsense. If I had whlmporcHl,
that would only hnvo spoiled every
thing." "Novertheloss, you wero forced to
cable mo to hurry homo."
"I summoned you tho Instant 1
realized I was going to need you."
"No, you didn't, John Cardigan, You
summoned me because, for the llrst
tlmo In your life, you were panicky
and let yourself get out of hnnd."
Ills father nodded slowly. "And
you aren't over It yet," IJryco con
tinned, his voice no longor bantering
hut lowered nffcctlnnntoly. "What's
tho trouble, Dnd? Trot out your old
panic and let mo Inspect It. Trouble
must be very real when It gotH my
fnther cm tho run."
"It Is, IJryee. very real Indeed. As
I remarked before, I've lost your
heritage for you." Ho sighed. "I
waited till you would be able to come
homo and settle down to business ; now
you're home; and there Isn't any busi
ness to settle down to."
IJryco chuckled, for 1in was Indeed
far from being worried over business
matters, his consideration now being
entirely for his father's pence of mind.
"All right," ho rotortcd, "Father has
lost his money nnd wo'll have to let
the servants go nnd glvo up tho old
home. That part of It Is settled; nnd
weak, nnonilc, tenderly nurtured llttlo
llryce Cardlgarf must put his turkey
on his back and go Into the woods
looking for a Job as a lumberjack. . .
IJusted, eh? Did I or did I not henr
tho six o'clock whistle blow at tho
mill? Hot you a dollar I did."
"Oh, I havo title to everything
"How I do havo to dip for good
news I Then It appears wo still have
a business; Indeed, wo mny always
hnvo a business, for tho very fact that
It Is going but not quite gone Implies
a doubt as to Its ultimate departure,
and perhaps we may yet scheme a
way to retain It. If wo can save
enough out of tho wreck to Insure
you your customary homo comforts, I
shan't cry, partner, I hnvo a profes
sion to fall back on. .Yes, slrree. I
own a sheep-skin, and It says I'm an
electrical and civil engineer."
"I said it. An electrical and civil
engineer. Slipped ono over on you at
college, John Cardigan, when all tho
time you thought I was having a good
"It drives mo wild to hnvo a man
sputter at me. I'm nn electrical and
civil engineer. I tell you, and my two
yenrs of travel havo been spent study
ing tho Installation and construction
of big plants abroad."
"My dear boy I And you'vo got
"Partner, I havo a string of letters
after my iianio llko Uio tall of a
"You comfort me," tho old mnn
answered simply. "I havo roproacheA
myself with the thought that I rearcu
you with the solo thought of niuklnf,
a lumberman out of you and when
I saw your lumber business slipping
through my fingers "
"You wero sorry I didn't havo a
profession to fall back on, eh? Or
wero you fearful lest you hud raised
tho usual rich man's son? If the
latter, you did not compliment mo, pnl.
I'vo never forgotten how hard you al
ways strove to Impress mo .with u
sonso of tho exact weight of my
responsibility as your successor."
"How big aro you now?" his father
"Well, sir," IJryco answered, for his
father's pleasure putting aside his
normal modesty, "I'm six feet two
Inches tall, and I weigh two hundred
pounds In the pink of condition. I
havo a forty-elght-Inch chest, with live
nnd a half Inches chest-expansion, and
a reach us long as a gorilla's. My
underpinning Is good, too; I'm not ono
of these fellows with spidery legs nnd
a barrelchest. I can do a hundred
yards In ten seconds; I'm no slouch
of a swimmer; and at Princeton they
say I made football history."
"That Is very encouraging, my boy
very. Hver do any boxing?"
"Quite a little. I'm fairly up In tho
manly art of self-defense."
The old man wngged his head ap
provingly, and .they had reached the
gate of tho Cardigan homo before he
spoke again. "There's n big buck
woods-boss up In Pennington's camp,"
ho remarked irrclovnntly. "He's a
French Canadian Imported from north
orn Michigan by Colonel Pennington.
I dare say ho's tho only man In this
country who measures up to you phys
ically. Ho can light with his lists
and wrestle qulto cleverly, I'm told.
Ills name is Jules Kondcnu, and ho's
top dog nmong tho lumberjacks. They
say he's the strongest mnn In tho
county." Ho unlatched tho gate.
"Folks used to sny that about mo
once," ho continued .wistfully. "Ah,
If I could have my eyes to seo you
meet Jules Hondenu!"
The front portal of tho quaint old
Cardigan resldenco opened, nnd a
silver-haired lady came out on tho
porch and hnlled Uryce. She was
Mrs. Tully, John Cardigan's old house
keeper, and almost a mother to Uryce,
"Oh. here's my boy I" fho cried, and
a moment later found herself onclrcled
by Uryce's arms and saluted with a
As ho stepped Into tho fnmlllnr on
trance-hall, IJryco paused, raised his
bond and sniffed suspiciously, like a
bird-dog, Mrs. Tully, arms nklmbo,
watched htm plensurnhly. "I smell
something," he declared, and advanced
a step down the hnll for another sniff;
then, In exnet Imitation of a foxhound,
he gave tongue and started for tho
kitchen. Mrs. Tully, waddling nftor,
found him "pointing" two hot black
berry pies which had n few minutes
previously been taken from Uio oven.
He wns haying lugubriously.
"I'm still a pie-hound, Mrs. Tully,
mid you're still the same dear, tluiiiKht-
ful soul. How many did you mnke?"
"May I hnvo one nil for mysolf, Mrs.
"Indeed you mny, my dear."
"Thank you. but I do not want It
for myself. Mrs. Tully, will you please
wrap one of those wonderful pies In
a napkin and the Instant Oeorge Sen
Otter comes In with the car, tell lilm
to tnke the pie over to Colonel Penn
ington's bouse and deliver It to Miss
Sumner? There's n girl who doubtless
thinks she bus tasted pie In her day,
and I wnnt to prove to her thnt she
hasirt." He selected a card from his
card-case, sat down nnd wroto:
"Dear Miss Sumner:
"Here Is a priceless hot wild-blackberry
pie, especially manufnetured In
my honor. It Is so good I wanted
you to have some. In all your life you
havo never tnstcd anything like It.
Some tweijty minutes later his un
usual votive offering wns delivered by
Qeorgo Sea Otter to Colonel Penning
ton's' Swedish innld, who promptly
brought It In to the Colonel nnd
Shirley Sumner, who wero even then
at dinner In the Colonel's line burl-redwood-paneled
dining room. Miss
Sumnor's nmazeincnt was so profound
that for fully a minute she was mute,
contenting herself with scrutinizing al
ternately tho pie and tho card that ac
companied It. Presently she bunded
the card to her uncle, who affixed his
pince-nez nnd rend the epistle with
"Isn't this young Cnrdlgnn a truly
remarkable young mnii, Shirley?" he
declared. "Why, I have nover henrd
of anything like his astounding action.
If he had sent you over nn armful of
American Uenuty roses from his
father's old-fashioned garden, I could
undertnnd It, but nn Infernal black
berry plol Good heavens!"
"I told you ho was different," she
replied. To tho Colonel's amazement
she did not nppenr at nil amused.
"IJryco Cnrdlgnn Is n man with the
heart and soul of a boy, and I think
It was mighty sweet of him to shnro
his plo with me. If ho had sent roses,
I should have suspected him of trying
to 'rush' me, but the fact that he sent
n blackberry plo proves that he's Just
a nnturnl, simple, sane, original cltl-
"I Told You He Was Different."
zen just Uio kind or person a girl
can have for a dear friend without
Incurring the risk of having to marry
Tho Colonel noticed a calm llttlo
smile fringing her generous mouth.
Ho wished ho could toll, by Intuition,
what slio was thinking about and
what effect n hot wild-blackberry pie
wns ultimately to havo upon the vnluo
of his minority holding In the Lnguna
Grando Lumber company.
Not until dinner wns finished nnd
fntlior and son had repaired to the
library for their coffee and cigars did
IJryco Cardigan advert to tho subject
of his father's business nffalrs.
"Well, John Cnrdlgan," ho declared
comfortably. "Suppose you start at
tho.boglnnlng nnd tell me everything
right to tho end. George Sea Otter
Informed me that you'vo been having
trouble with this Joluiny-como-lntcly,
Colonel Pennington. Is ho the mnn
who has us whore the hair Js short?"
The old man nodded.
"Tho Squaw creek timber deal, eh?"
Again tho old man nodded. "You
wroto mo all about that." Uryce con
tinued. "You had him blocked which
ever way ho turned so effectually
blocked, In fact, that tho only pleas
ure he has derived from his Invest
ment since Is the knowledge thnt ho
owns two thousand ncres of timber
with tho exclusive right to pay taxes
on It, walk In It, look nt It nnd ndmlro
It In fact, do everything except log
It, mill It, and realize or. his Invest
ment. It must mnke lilm feel llko a
"On tho other hnnd," his fnther re
minded him, "nn matter what the
Colonel's feeling on thnt score may he,
misery loves company, and not until I
hnd pulled out of the Squaw creek
country and started logging lu tho San
Ifpdrln wntershed, did I realize that I
hud been considerable of a Jackass
"Yes," Uryce admitted, "there can
be no doubt but thnt you cut off your
ti(e to spite your face."
His thoughts harked back to that
first reason of logging In the San
Hedrln, when the cloud-burst had
caught tho river filled with Cardigan
logs and whirled thorn down to tho
bay, to crash through the log-boom at
tidewater and continue out to the
Tho old man appeared to divine the
trend of his son's thoughts. "Yes,
Uryce, thnt was a disastrous year,"
be declared. "The mere loss of tho
legs was a severe blow, but In addi
tion I had to pay out quite a llttlo
money to settle with my customers. I
was loaded up with low-priced orders
that year, although I didn't expect to
make any money. The orders were
merely to keep the men employed.
You understand, Uryce! I hnd a
good crew, the finest In the country;
nnd If I had shut down, my men would
hnvo scattered and well, you know
how hard It Is to get that kind of a
crew together again. Uesldes, I had
never failed my boys before, nnd I
couldn't bear the thought of falling
them then. Half tho mills In Uio
country were shut down nt the time,
and tliere wns a lot of distress among
the unemployed. 1 couldn't do It,
Uryce nodded. "And when you lost
the logs, you couldn't fill those low
priced orders. Then the mnrket com
menced to Jump nnd advanced threo
dollars In threo months "
"Exactly, my son. And my cus
tomers began to crowd me to fill those
old orders. I couldn't expect them to
suffer with me; my failure to perform
my contracts, while unavoidable, never
theless would have caused them n
serious loss, nnd when they were
forced to buy elsowhere, I paid them
the difference between the price they
paid my competitors nnd the price nt
which thoy orglnully placed their or
ders with me. And tho delay caused
them further loss."
He smoked meditatively for a min
ute. "I've always been land-poor," he
explained upologetlcnlly. "Whenever I
had Idlo money. I put It Into timber
In the Snn Hedrln watershed, because
I realized that some day the railroad
would build In from tho south, tnp
that timber and double Its vnlue. I've
not ns yet found reason to doubt tho
wisdom of my course; but" he sighed
"the rnllrond Is a long time com
ing!" John Cnrdlgnn here spoke of a -most
Importnnt fnctor In the situation. The
crying need of the country was a feeder
to some transcontinental railroad. By
reason of natural barriers, Humboldt
county wns not enslly accessible to the
outsldo world except from the sen.
and even this avenue of Ingress and
egress would bo closed for days at a
stretch when the harbor bar wns on
n rampage. With tho exception of n
strip of "level, fertile land, perhaps live
miles wide nnd thirty miles long and
contiguous to tho sencoast, the heavily
timbered mountnlns to tV north, east,
and south renderei' building of n
railroad that would connect Humboldt
county with the outsldo world a pro
foundly difficult and expensive task.
"Don't worry, Dnd. It will come,"
Bryco assured his father. "It's bound
'Yes, but not In my day. And when
It comes, n stranger may own your
San Hedrln timber nnd renp the re
ward of my lifetime of labor."
Agnln a silence fell between Uiem,
broken presently by the old mnn.
"Thnt was a mistake logging In the
San Hedrln," ho observed. "I hnd my
lesson Unit first year, but I didn't
heed It. If I hnd nbundoncd my
camps Uiere, pocketed my pride, paid
Colonel Pennington two dollars for
his Squaw creek timber, nnd rebuilt
my old logging rond, I would have
been safe to-day. But I was stubborn ;
I'd played tno gamo so long, you
know I didn't want to let Unit man
Pennington outgnmo me. It's hnrd to
teach an old dog now tricks, nnd he-
sides, I wns obsessed with tho need
of protecting your heritage from nt
tack In any direction."
John Cardigan straightened up In
his chnlr and laid the tip of his right
Index finger In the center of the palm
of his left hand. "Here was the sit
nation, isryeo: tho center or my
palm represents Sequoia ; the ends of
my fingers represent the Snn Hedrln
timber twenty miles south. Now, If
the rnllrond built In from the south,
you would win. But If It built In from
Grunt's Pass, Oregon, on the north
from tho base of my hnnd, the terminus
of the lino would be Sequoia, twenty
miles from your timber In tho Snn
Hedrln wntershed I"
IJryco nodded. "In which event,"
ho replied, "wo would be In much the
same position with our Snn Hedrln
timber us Colonel Pennington Is with
his Squaw creok timber. We would
havo tho comforting knowledge thnt
wo owned It and pnld taxes on It but
couldn't do a dad-burned thing with
"Bight you nrel Tho thing to do,
then, ns I vowed the situation, Uryee,
wns to acquire a body of tlmbor north
of Sequoia and he prepared for either
eventuality. And this I did."
Silence ngnin descended upon them;
and Uryce, gazing Into the open lire
place, recalled nn event In thnt period
of his father's activities: Old Bill
Henderson had come up to their house
to dinner one night, nnd quite sud
denly, In the midst of his soup, tho
old fox hnd glared across at his host
"John, I hear you've bought six
thousand acres up In Township nine
Going to log it or hold It for Invest
"It wns n good buy," Cnrdlgan had
replied enigmatically; "so I thought
I'd better take It at the price. I sup
pose IJryco will log It some day."
"Then 1 wish Uryce wasn't such a
boy, John. See here, now, neighbor.
I'll 'fess up. I took that money Pen
nington guve mo for my Squaw creek
timber nnd put It bnck Into redwood
In Township nine, slam-bang up
against your holdings there. John,
I'd build n mill on tidewater If you'd
soli mo a site, nnd I'd log my timber
"I'll sell you a mill-site, Bill, nnd I
won't stab you to tho heart, elUier.
Consider that settled."
"That's bully, John; but still, you
only dispose of pnrt of my troubles.
There's twelve tulles of logglng-rond
to build to get my logs to the mill, and
I haven't enough ready money to make
the grade. Better throw In with me,
John, und we'll build the road and
operate It for our Joint Interest."
"I'll not throw In with you, Bill, nt
my time of life. I don't want to havo
the worry of building, maintaining,
and operating twelve miles of prlvato
railroad. But I'll loan you tho
money you need to build nnd equip
the road. In return you are to
shoulder all the grief and worry of
the rond and give me a ten-year con
tract at a dollar nnd a hnlf per thous
and feet, to haul my logs down to
tidewater with your own. My mini
mum haul will bo twenty-five million
feet annually, nnd my maximum fifty
"Soldi" cried Henderson. And It
wns even so.
Bryce enme out of his reverie. "And
now?" he queried of bis father.
"I mortgaged tho San Hedrln tim
ber In the south to buy the timber In
the north, my son ; then nfter I com
menced logging In my now holdings.
enmo several long, lenn years of famine,
the market dragged In tho doldrums,
and Bill Henderson died, nnd his boys
got discouraged, and "
A sudden Hash of Inspiration Illumi
nated Bryce Cardigan's brain. "And
they sold out to Colonel Pennington."
"Kxnetly. The Colonel took over
my contract with Henderson's coin
pnny, along with the other assets, and
It was Incumbent upon him, as as
signee, to fulfill the contract. For the
past two years the market for redwood
has been most gratifying, nnd If I
could only have gotten a maximum
supply of logs over Pennington's road.
I'd havo worked out of the hole,
"He manages to hold you to u mini
mum nnnuul haul of twenty-five million
John Cnrdlgnn nodded. "He claims
he's short of rolling-stock that wrecks
and 'fires have embarrassed tho road.
He can always llntl excuses for falling
to spot in logging trucks for Cardigan's
"What docs Colonel Pennington
"He wants," said John Cardigan
slowly, "my Valley of tho Giants nnd
a right of way through my land from
the vnlley to n log-dump on deep
"And you refused him?"
"Naturally. You know my Ideas on
that big timber." His old bead sank
low on his breast. "Folks call them
Cardigan's redwoods now," he mur
mured. "Cardigan's redwoods nnd
Pennington would cut them! Oh,
Bryce, tho mnn hasn't a soul !"
"But I fall to see what tho loss of
Cardigan's redwoods has to do with
tho Impending ruin of the Cnrdlgnn
Redwood Lumber compnny," his son
reminded him. "Wo have all the tim
ber we wnnt."
"My ten-year contract has hut one
more year to run, and recently I tried
to get Pennington to renew It. He
was very nice nnd soclnble. hut he
named mo a freight-rate for a renewal
of tho contract for five years, of three
dollars per thousand feet. Thnt rate
Is prohibitive and puts us out of busi
"Then," snld Bryce calmly, "we'll
shut the mill down when tho log
hauling contract expires, hold our tlm
bor ns nn Investment, nnd Uvo the
simple life until we cnn sell It or a
transcontinental road builds Into ITum
boldt county nnd enables us to start
up tho mill ngnin."
"An enemy has done this
thing and over her grave!"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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BpiUUJ uuu iau-
ure. To subdue
come consti- a
pation, dizzi- J:pBR-i-r
ness, bilious- i tt?wsBWwriw3
wan n n
ness, indigestion, headache and the
blues there is nothing on earth so good
as Cuter'i Uttl Liver Pill. Purely vegetable.
Small Pill Small Dose Small Price
DB. (CARTER'S IRON PILLS, Nature's
great nerve and blood tonic for
Anemia, Rheumatism, Nervousness,
Sleeplessness and Female Weakness.
(9oloi nitl liar ilanlire y&taJrisivC
nAKJV CI V V I CD PLACED AH YWHEltB
UHIO I I LI IMLLLI)
ATTRACTS AND KILLS
ALL FLIES. Neat,
venient, cheap. Lalta
all ieaaon. Made of
metal, can't (pill or
tipover; will not (oil
or injure anything',
BoH b dealers, or
6 D7 EXPHESS.
IIAUOLU SUMtUiS, UrQ Do Kalb Are., Ilrooklrn. H. Y.
Faaclaatingl? Fragrant -
Soap 25c, Ointment 25 tad 50c, Talcum 25c.
STOVE POLISH Shines Quick
Eiir Daitleti Odotleii Duuble
E-Z Metal Polith for the Nickel
E-Z Iron Enamel for the Pipe
U1UT1N IIABTW. Urn.. CHICAGO
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