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THE VALLEY GIANTS
By PETER B. KTNE
Author of "Cappy Ricks"
bjr Fctcr B. Kjb*
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' CHAPTER XVlll—Continued.
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"Oh, my love!" he cried happily. "1
Hadn't dAred dream of such happiness
until today. Ton were so unattain
able—the obstacles between us were
so many and so great—"
"Why today, Bryce?" she interrupt
ed him.
He took her adorable little nose in
his great thumb and forefinger and
tweaked It gently. "The light began
to dawn yesterday, my dear little en
emy, following an Interesting hftlf
hour which I put In with his honor the
mayor. Acting upon susplclorf J only,
I told Poundstone I was prepared to
send him to the rock pile If he didn't
behave himself In the matter of my
permanent franchise for the N. C. O.—
and the oHy old Invertebrate wept and
promised me anything If I wouldn't
disgrace him. So I promised I wouldn't
do anything until the franchise mat
ter should be definitely settled—after
which I returned to my office, to find
awaiting me there no less a person
tha.n the right-of-way man for the
Northwestern Pacific. He was a per
fectly delightful young fellow, and he
had a proposition to unfold. It seems
the Northwestern Pacific has*declded
to build up from WilUts, and all that
powwow and publicity of Buck Ogll
vy's about the N. O. O. was In all
probability the very thing that spurred
them to action. They figured the
C. M. & St. P. was back of the N. C. O.
—that It was to be the first link In a
chain of coast roads to be connected
iltlmately with the terminus of the
C. M. & St. P. on Gray's Harbor. Wash
ington. And if the N. C. O. should be
built It meant that a rlyal road would
get the edge on tiifcra In the matter
of every stick of Humbo.ldt and Del
Norte redwood—and they'd be left
holding the sack."
"Why did thpy think that, dear?"
. "That amazing rascal. Buck Ogllvy,
used to be a C. M. & St. P. man; they
thought they traeed an analogy, I dare
say. Perhaps Buck fibbed to them. At
any rate this right-of-way .man was
mighty anxious to know whether or
not the N. O. O. had purchased from
the Cardigan Redwood Lumber com
pany a site for a terminus on tide
water (we control all the deep-water
frontage on the bay), and when I told
him the deal had not yet been closed
he started to close one with me."
"Did you clone?"
"My dear girl, will a duck swim?
Of course I closed. I aold three-quar
ters of all we had, for three-quarters
of a million dollars, and an hour ago
I received a wire from my attorney In
San Francisco Informing me that the
money had been deposited In escrow
there awaiting formal deed. That
"I'm the Laguna Grande Lumoer Com
p»y."
money puts the Cardigan Redwood
Lumber company In the dear —no re
ceivership for us now, my dear one.
And I'm going right ahead with the
building of the N. C. O.—while our
holdings down on the San Hedrln
doable In value, for the reason that
within three years they will be acces
-slble and can be logged over the rails
of the Northwestern Pacific!"
I "Bryce," Shirley declared, "haven't
I always told you I'd never permit you
to build the N. C. O *"
"Of course," he replied, "but surely
you're going to withdraw your objec
tions now."
"I am not. . Tou must choose be
tween the N. C. O. and me." And she
met his surprised gaze unflinchingly.
"Shirley! Tou don't mean ltY!
"I do mean It. I have always meant
It. I love you, dear, but for all that
Jfou must not build that road."
Re stood up and towered above her
sternly. "I must build It. Shirley. I've
contracted to do It and I must keep
faith with Gregory of the Trinidad
Timber company. He's putting up the
monoy. and I'm to do the' work and
operate the line. I can't go back on
•him now." .
fe "Not for BUT at kef" she pleaded. He
shook his head., "1 moat go on," he
reiterated. ' ' '
"Do yon realize what that resolution
means to us?" The girl's tones were
grave, her glance graver. '
"I realize what It mean* to me!"
She came closer to him. Suddenly
the blaze In her violet eyea gave way
to one of mirth. "Cfb. you dear big
booby!" she cried. "I was Just test
ing you." And she clung to him, laugh
ing. "You always beat me down —you
always win. Bryce, dear, I'm the La
guna Grande Lumber company—at
least I will be tomorrow,-and I repeat
for the last time that you shall' not
build the N. O. O.—because I'm going
to—oh, dear, I shall die laughing at
you—because I'm going to mefge with
tlie Cardigan Bedwood Lumber Com
pany, and then my railroad shall be
your railroad, and we'll extend It and
haul Gregory's logs to tidewater for
him also. And —silly, didn't I tell you
you'd never build the N. C. 0.7"
"God bless my mildewed sou]!" he
murmured, and drew her to him.
In the gathering dusk' they walked
down the trail. Beside the madrone
tree John Cardigan watted patiently.
"Well," he queried when they
Joined Mm, "did you find my handker
chief for me, son?"
"I didn't find your handkerchief,
John Cardigan," Bryce answered, "but
I did And what I suspect you sent me
back for—and that Is a perfectly won
derful daughter-in-law for you!"
John Cardigan smiled and held out
his arms for her. "This," he said, "Is
the* happiest day that I have known
since my boy was born."
CHAPTER XIX.
Col. Seth Pennington was thoroughly
crushed. Look which way he would
the bedeviled old rascal could find no
loophole for escape
"You win, Cardigan," he muttered
desperately as he sat In his office after
Shlrler had left him. "You've had
more than a shade In every round thus'
far, and at the finish you've landed a
clean knockout If I had to fight any
man but you—"
He sighed resignedly and pressed
the push-button on his desk. Sexton
entered. "Sexton," he said bluntly
and with a slight quiver In his voice,
"my niece and I have had a'disagree
ment. We have quarreled over young
Cardigan. Bhe's going to marry him.
Now, our affairs are somewhat In
volved, aim In order to straighten them
out we spun e coin to see whether she
should sell her stock In Laguna
Grande to me or whether I should sell
mine to her—and I lost The book
valuation of the stock at the dose of
last year's business, plus ten pef cent
will determine the selling price, anf) I
shall resign as president. You will,
In all probability, be retained to man
age the company until It Is merged
with the Cardigan Redwood Lumber
company—when, I Imagine, yon will be
given ample notice to seek a new Job
elsewhere. Call Miss Sumner's attor
ney, Jnfce Moore, on the telephone
and ask him to come to the office at
nine o'clock tomorrow, when the pa
pers can be drawn up and signed.
That Is an."
The Colonel did not return to his
home In Redwood boulevard that night
He had no appetite for dinner and sat
brooding In his office until very late;
then he went to the Hotel Sequoia and
engaged a room. He did not possess
sufficient courage to face his niece
again.
At four o'clock the next day the
Colonel, his baggage, his automobile,
his chauffeur and the solemn butler,
James, boarded the passenger steamer
for San Francisco, and at four-thirty
sailed out of Humboldt bay over the
thundering bar and on Into the south.
The Colonel was still a rich man, tat
his dream of a redwood empire had
faded, and once more he was taking
up the search for cheap timber.
Whether he ever found It or not Is a
matter that does not concern ns.
At a moment when young Henry
Poundstone's dream of legal opulence
was fading, when Mayor Poundstone's
hopes for domestic peace had been
shattered beyond repair, the while his
cheap political aspirations had been
equally devastate because of a cer
tain damnable document In the posses
sion of Bryce Cardigan, many events
of Importance were transpiring. On
the veranda of his old fashioned home
John 'Cardigan sst tapping the floor
with his stick and dreaming dreams
which for the first time In many years
were rose-tinted. Beside him Bhlrley
sat her glance bent musingly out
across the roofs of Sequoia and on to
the bay shore, where the smoke and
exhaust steam floated up from two
sawmills—her own ard Bryce Cardi
gan's. To her came at regularly spaced
Intervals the faint whlring of the saws
and the rumble of log trains crawling
out of the log dumps; high over the
piles of bright, freshly sawn lumber
she caught from time to time the flash
of white spray as the great logs tossed
from the trucks hurtled down the
skids and crashed into the bay. At
the docks of both mills ««*aela were
loading, their tall spars *utttn* the
sky line above and beyond the smoke
stacks; far down the hay a steam
schooner, leaded uatll her rnla dec*
was i*n**tfcwh with tike water, was
ALAMANCE CfLEANER GRAHAM, N 0
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putting out to sea. and Bhirley beard
the faint echo of her siren as she
whistled her Intention to paas to star
board of a wind jammer Inward bound
In taw of a Cardigan tug.
"It's wonderful," site said presently,
apropos of nothing.
"Aye," he replied In his deep, melo
dious voice, "Tv» been sitting here, my
dear, listening to your thoughts. Tou
know something, now, of the tie that
binds my boy to Sequoia. TMs"—he
waved his arm abroad In the dark
neea—"this Is the true essence of life—
to create, to develop the gifts that
God has given ua—*to work and know
the blessing of weariness—to have
dreams and see them come true. That
is life, and I have lived. And now I
am ready to rest." He smiled wist
fully. " The king Is dead. Long live
the king.' I wonder If you, raised as
you have been, can face life in Sequoia
resolutely with my son. It Is a dull,
drab sawmill town, where life unfolds
gradually without thrill—where the
years stretch ahead of one with only
trees, among simple folk, the life
may be hard on you, Shirley; one has
to acquire a taste for It, you know."
"I have known the lilt of battle,
John-partner," she answered; "hence
I think I can enjoy the sweets of vic
tory. I am content"
••And what a run you did give that
bo> Bryce!"
She laughed softly. "I wanted him
to light; I had a great curiosity to see
the rituff that was In she ex
plained.
Next day Bryce Cardigan, riding the
top log on the end truck of a long
train just in from Cardigan's woods
In Township Nlfte, dropped from the
end of the log as the train crawled
through the mill yard on Its way to
the log dump. He hailed Buck Ogllvy,
where the latter stnod In the door of
the office.
"Big doings up on Little Laurel
creek this morning, Buck."
"Do tell!" Mr. Ogllvy murmured
morosely.
"It was great," Bryce continued.
"Old Duncan McTavlsh returned. I
knew he would. His year on the
mourner's bench expired yesterday,
and he came back to claim his old Joh
of woods boss."
"He's one year too late," Ogllvy de
clared. "I wouldn't let that big Cana
dian Jules Rondeau qutt for a farm.
Some woods boss, that—and his first
job with this company was the dirtiest
you could hand him—smearing grease
on the skid road at a dollar and a half
a day and found. He'a made too good
to lose out now. I don't care what his
private morals may be. He can get
out tbe logs, hang hla rascally hide,
and I'm for him"
Tm afraid yon haven't anything to
say about It, Buck," Bryce replied
dryly.
"I haven't eh} Well, any time yon
deny me the privilege of hiring and
firing you're going to be out the serv
ice of a rattling good general mana
ger, my son. Tes, sir! If yon hold
me responsible for results I mast se
lect the tools I want to work with."
"Oh, very well," Bryce laughed.
"Have It your own way. Only If yon
can drive Duncan McTavlsh out of
Cardigan's woods I'd like to see you
do It. Possession Is nine points of
the law. Buck —end Old Duncan Is In
possession."
"What do you mean—ln possession?"
"I mean that at ten o'clock this
morning Duncan McTavlsh appeared
at our log landing. The whisky fat
was all gone from him and he ap
peared forty years old Instead* of the
sixty that h« Is. With a whoop he
came jumping over the. logs, straight
for Jules Rondeau. The big Canuck
saw him coming and knew what his
visit portended—so he wasn't taken
unawares. It was a case of fight for
his Job—and Rondeau fought."
"The devil yon say!"
"I do —and there was the devil to
pay. It waa a rough and tumble and
no frips barred—Just the kind of a
fight Rondeau likes. Nerertheleaa Old
Duncan floored him. While he's been
away somebody taught him the ham
mer lock and the crotch hold and a
few more fancy one*, and he got to
work on Rondeau In a hurry. In
fact he had to, for If the tusale bad
gone over Ave minutes Rondeau's
youth would have decided the Issue."
"And Rondeau was whipped?"
. "To a whisper. Mac floored him,
and choked him until he beat the
ground with his free hand In token of
surrender; whereupon old Duncan let
him np, nnd Rondeau went to his
shanty and packed his turkey. The
last I saw of biro he was headed over
the hill to Camp Two on Laguna
Grande. Hell probably chase that as
sistant wood# boss I hired after the
consolidation out of Shirley's woods
and help himself to the fellow's Job.
I don't csre if he does. What Interests
me la the fact that the old Cardigan
wood* boss is back on the Job In Car
digan's woods, and I'm mighty glad of
It. The old horsethlef has had his
lesson and will remain sober here
after. I think he's cured.**
"The lnfamons old outlaw r*
"Mac knows the San Hedrin aa I
know, my own pocket. He'll be a fewer
of strength when we open op that
tract after the railroad bolide in. By
the way, AM my dad been dawn this
mornlngT" ! '
"Yea. Moira read the mall to him
and then took him up to the Vklley of
the Olants. He said he win ted to do
a Uttle quiet figuring on that new
steam schooner you're thinking of
bnflding. He thinks she ought to be
bigger—big enough to carry two mil
lion feet.**
Bryce glanced at hit watch. "It's
half after eleven," he aald. "Guest HI
run up to the Giants and bring him
home to luncheon."
He stepped Into the Napier standing
outside the office and drove away.
Buck Ogllvy watted until Bryce was
ont of sight; then with sudden deter
mination he entered the efllce.
"Molrn," he said abruptly, approach
ing the desk where the worked, "your
dad Is hack, and what's more, Bryce
Cardigan has let him hare hit old job
woods boss. And I'm here to an
nounce that you're not going back to
the woods to keep house for him. Un
derstand f Now, look here, Moira. I've
shilly-shallied around you for months,
protesting my lore, and I'haven't got
ten anywhere. Today I'm going to aak
you for the last time. Will you marry
me? I need you worse than that ras
cal of a father of yourt does, and I tell
you I'll not have you go back to the
woods to take care of him. Gome,
now, Molra. Do give me a definite an
twer."
"Pm afraid I don't lore yon well
enough to marry yon, Mr. Ogllvy."
Molra pleaded. "I'm truly (pnd of yon,
but —"
"The last boat's gone," cried Mr.
Ogllvy desperately. "I'm answered)
Well, I'll not stick around here mnch
longer, Molra. I realise I must be a
nuisance, bnt I can't help being a nui
sance when yoo're near me. So Til
quit my job here and go back to my
old game of railroading."
"Oh, yon wouldn't quit a ten-thou
sand-dollar Job," Molra cried aghast.
"I'd qnlt a million-dollar job. I'm
desperate enongh to go over to the
mill and fflck a fight with the big
bandsaw. I'm going away where I
can't see you. Tour eyes nre driving
me crasy."
"But I don't want yon tx> go, Mr.
Ogllvy."
"Call me Buck," he commanded
sharply.
"I don't want yon to go, Buck," she
repeated meekly. '1 shall feel guilty,
driving yon out of a fine position."
"Then marry me and 111 stay." _
"But suppose I don't love yon the
way you deserve—"
"Suppose! Suppose!" Buck Ogllvy
cried. "You're no longer certain of
yourself. How dare you deny your
love for met Eh? Molra, I'll risk It,"
Her eyes turned to him timidly, and
for the flrst time he uw In their
smoky depths a lambent flame. "I
don't know." she quavered, "and It's a
big responsibility In case—"
"Oh, the devil take the case!" he
cried rapturously, and took her hands
In his. "Do I Improve with age, dear
MolraT" he asked with boyish eager
ness; then, before she coulrt answer,
he swept on, a tornado of love and
pleading. And presently Molra was In
his arm*. *nd he wss kissing her, and
she was crying softly because—well,
she admired Mr. Buck Ogllvy; mere,
she respected him and was gennlnely
fond of him. She wondered and she
wondered, a quiet joy thrilled her In
the knowledge that It did not seem
at all Impossible for her to grow, In
time, absurdly fond of this wholesome
red rascal. /
"Oh. Buck, dear," she whispered, "I
don't know, I'm sure, but perhaps I've
loved you a little bit for a long time."
"I'm perfectly wild over you. You're
the most wonderful woman I ever
heard of. Old rosy-cheeks !** And he
pinched them Just to see the color
come and go. v
• ••••• e
John Cardigan was seated In his
lumberjack's easy chair as his son ap
proached. His hat lay on the litter
of brown twigs beside him; bis chin
wss sunk on his breast, and hla head
was held a little to one side In a lis
tening attitude; a vagrant little breeze
rustled gently a lock «f his fine, long
white hair. Bryce stooped over the
old man and shook him gently by the
sbonlder.
"Wake op, partner," he called cheer
fully. Rut John Cardigan did not
wake, and again his son shook him.
Still receiving no response. Rryce lift
ed the leonine old head and gazed
Into his father's face. "John Cardi
gan!" he cried sharply. "Wake up,
old pal."
The old eyes opened and John Csr
llgnn smiled op at his boy. "Quod
son,"- he whispered, "good son!" H*
closed his sightless eyes again as If
the mere.effort of holding them open
wearied him. "Tre been sifting here—
waiting," he went on In fhe (fame
gentle whisper. "No, not waiting tor
you, boy—waiting—"
His head fell over on his son's shoul
der; his band went groping for
Bryce's. "Listen," he continued. "Can't'
yon hear It —the Silence? I'll wait for
yon here, my son. Mother and I will
wait together now—in this spot she
AumM. I'm tired —I want rest. Look
after old Mac and Molra—and Bill
Dandjr. who lest his l«| at Camp Seven
last fail—and Ton Bnington's ehU-
San Hedrln opened up, bufc-I've lived
ray lITi and loved my love. Ah, yen,
I've been happy—eo happy Just doing
thlnge—■and—dreaming; here among ay
Giants—and —"
He sighed gently. "Goad son." ha
whispered again; hla big body relaxed,
and tha great heart of the Argonaut
was still. Bryce held him until tha
realization came te him that hla father
was no more—that like a watch, the
winding of which has been neglected,
he had gradually slowed up ahd
stopped. ,
"Goodby, old John-partner r he
murmured. "You're escaped into the
light at last. We'll go home together
now, but we'll come back again."
And with hla father'g body *ln his
strong arms he departed from Uie little
amphitheater, talking lightly with his
heavy burden down the old akid road
to the waiting automobile. And two
daya later John Cardigan returned to
reat forever with hia tost mate among
the Giants.' himself at last an Infinites
imal portion of that tremendous alienee
that is the diapason of tha agaa.
When the funeral was over Shirley
and Bryce lingered uatll they found
themselves alone beside the freshly
turned earth. Through a rift In tha
great branches two hundred feet alrove
a patch of cerulean sky showed faint
ly; the sunlight fell like a broad gold
en shaft over the blossom-laden grdve
and from the brown trunk of an ad
jacent tree a gray squirrel, a descend
ant. perhaps, of the gray squirrel that
%
"Ha Was a Giant Among Man."
had been wont to rob Bryee's pocketa
of pine nun twenty yean before,
chirped at them Inquiringly.
"He waa a giant among man." said
Bryce presently. "What a fitting place
(or him to Her He passed hla arm
around his wife's shoulders and drew
her, to him. "Ton
sweetheart"
She gased up at hla -In adoration.
And preaently they MCt 'the Valley
of the Giants to face the world* to
gether, strong in their faith" to Hve
their lives and Ibve their loves, to
dream their dreams and perchance
when life should be done with and the
hour of rest at hand, to surrender, sus
tained and comforted by the knowl
edge that those dreams had oune true
[THE BHD.] v
DIAMOND iS MODERN JEWEL
Beautiful Stone as Wa Know It Today
Was Unfamiliar to the An
cient World.
The perfectly cut and brilliant dia
mond the world kaowa todsy is not very
much more than SO year* old. saya a
writer in Popular Science. The an
cient world knew little of dia
monds From the flrat Pharaoh to
the last, through sil the pageantry of
SI dynasties, diamonds were unknown
In Egypt From the dswn of history,
Bsbylon remained unfamiliar with
them for 40 centuries.
The conquest of Alezsnder serosa
the Ipdus In 327 B. C. oeqnslnted
Greece vaguely with their ezlstence.
The patricians of Rome In the days
of the early empire rarely owned them
Byzantine supremacy, the rise of Ven
ice to maritime power, the Moorish
conquest of Spain, brought only a
trickle of diamonds Into western Eu
rope. A fashionable Jewelry store in
America today carries mere dlsmonds
In stock than were In all Europe
when Columbus sailed from Palos.
It Certainly Is That!
Have you ever been stuck In the
mud at the foot of a steep Incline la
a balky motor cart So have we. And
If you are a woman and the motor
»n» driven by a normal man, you
heard words that you had a vague idea
existed hut were not exactly sure were
In current use. And if he asked fo*
ii pair of pliers, you knew if you mada
a mistake and handed, him a monkey
wrench he might choke you or some
thing. And when, after he haa had tc
put on the chalna, you finally pull od
of that mud hole. O-00l "Ain't It a
grand and glorioua feeling T— Coiua
bus Dispatch. ,
People who are suffering will Ml
listen to your cool pbllotophy. Thar
opset things.
A Word of Help to Women
of Middle Age From
■ daughters-in-law
recommend vour
pound and I stflltahe
it occasionally s
•elf. Yon are at liberty to use mj
name if you wish."—lira. AUCSBAMK,
Morse, Oklahoma.
Change of Life -la one of the moat
critical periods of a woman'a existences
This good old-fashioned root and bari»
remedy may be relied upon to overcome
the distressing symptoms which accom
pany it and women everywhere should
remember that there is no other remedy
known to carry women so successfully
through this trying period aa Lvdia EL
Plnkham'a Vegetable Compound.
If you want special advice write to
Lvdia EL Pinkham Medicine Co., (con
fidential), Lynn, Maaa. Tour letter
will be opened, read and answered by a
woman and held in strict confidence.
' Swallowing Hfs Worda
Little Jiimny, having-heen punished
for naugbtiuess, started mumbling tn
himself.
"What are you doing now?" asked
bis mother.
Toe swearln'," said the youngster,
"hut I'se chewln' it up so God wont
hear me.*'—Boston Transcript
MOTHER!
"California Syrup of Figs*
Child's Best Laxative
Accept "California" Syrup of Plga
only—look for the name California on
the package, then you are sure your
child is having the beat and moat haraa- .
less physic for the little stomach, liver "
and bowels. Children love Ita frully
taste.; Fu'l directions on each bottle.
7otfmuat say "California."—Adv. .
The Absent Back.
Cortlandt Bleecker was supping In n
roof garden restaurant the other night
when his companion nudged him and
Raid:
"Look, there goes Merriweather.
Poor duffer, every cent he earns goes
on his wife'a back."
"Then, by heaven, he must have laat
Ills Jofi," said Mr. Bleecker. "judging
by the dress I saw his wife wearing
at a dinner dance last week."
Movlng-Plcture Films.
Of the average moving picture film,
■V) to 75 prints are made, but In tne
case of one of the most popular oneu
ss many as 250 to 725 prints have
sometimes been required.
Millions
New Stom
te
One of the greatest American millha
aires said to his physician, "A million
dollars, Doctor, spot sash aad no giuss
bling, for a aew stomach," aad than
the sick man groaned aad turned away.
All bis wsalth could not make hia
happy or contented, for happiness large
ly depends upon digestion. Without
health where doea happiness eoao inf
After all the stomach plays a giant ♦
part in everyday life. Without n
healthy stomach and good digestion oar ~
blood is thin, watery and poor, ear
heart action is weak, our liver doa not
do its duty, and man is miserable aad
unhappy. Prevent disease by putting
the house in order and strengthening
the system against the germs of ilisasa
Dr. Pierce, of the Invalids' Hotel aad
Surgical Institute, at Buffalo, N. T«, -
years ago understood diseases and their
prevention, and he discovered certain
roots and herbs which were nature's
remedies, and succeeded in putting them
up in a form that could be easily pro
cured at the drug store (liquid or
tablets). This he called Dr. Pierce's
Golden Medical Discovery. This Die
eovery giva. no false stimulation be
cause it contains no alcohol or any asir- „
eotfe. It helps digsstion and the an
similatioa of such elements in the feed
ss an required for tha blood. It giea
to tha blood the food elements the tie
sua require. For over fifty yesaa It -
kas enjoyed the eoafidswa of it
flaaisar public. Try it now! .