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HAROLD TITUS
copyright by Harold Titu.
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SYNOPSIS
,f!nn Stephen Drake, with his four-year-
is rescued from a blizzard by
* big timber operator, whom
i Flynn the
I nrake ?v.« has robbed. Flynn forgives
and Drake, until his death, Im-
presses on the boy. Steve, the debt they
!«. °* "Old Jim." Twenty Jim" years Flynn, later, hi.
benefactor v . meets “Young
’ 3 eon. Sent by Old Jim tn-
eacaoitated through an accident in
Xh *" blinded, Kate, his to daughter, take charge is tempo- of the
„ Polaris-wood. op¬
company tions. ' 8 —the In
the youth is indulging a
drunken spree. Hoping to do some-
thing for Old Jim, Steve hastens to
the company's headquarters, finding
Franz plotting against the Flynn In¬
terest.-. Worsting Franz in a fist fight,
the Polaris crew assumes that Drake
ts Ftynn’s son, and he takes charge, as
“Young Jim." A photograph of Kate,
n-hich Steve finds, intrigues him im¬
mensely. Steve gains the friendship of
haFane, woods scout, and adds to
Franz's hate by driving him away from
Mary Wolf. Indian girl whom he has
been abusing. Franz discovers Drake's
impersonation. Threatened with dis¬
closure, Steve accuses Franz of at¬
tempting to murder him, exhibiting
evidence, and the man dare not act.
Steve sends DaFane to find Young Jim
and sober him up. LaFane "kidnaps"
the youth, and makes definite progress
In the sobering. Steve wins the friend¬
ship of MacDonald, who owns timber
land vital to the Flynn Interests, by
his angling skill.
CHAPTER VI—Continued
—ll—
"Stand thpre," he said surlily when
they had entered the dark room. "I’ll
make a light."
He took the fish from Steve and laid
It on the table, moving the lamp to
make room, A noble creature It was.
Indeed. For an interval the old man
stared silently at the trophy. Then,
without taking his eyes from It,
opened a drawer in the fable and fum¬
bled for a small spring scale repos¬
ing there.
Together they leaned close, scanning
the needle.
"Six pounds!" Steve whispered.
"Six?" In contempt. “Six! Look,
mnn! Six pounds ’nd two ounces!
Ay, better ’n two! Near two 'nd a
half ounces!” He straightened with
a deep breath. “Ah, what a fish!
What a bonny, bonny fish 1"
He bent low, hands on his knees, to
gaze contemplatively.
'"Nd what," he asked, turning his
head hut not straightening, ‘‘was th’
fly, lad?”
The hruskness was gone from his
voice, the animosity from his eye. In
place of the crusty old fellow he had
been, Injured, defiant, unrelenting and
aeornful, he was now as a seeker
after news from a superior 1
"I used a light eowdung. It matched
the Insects hatching."
“•'>'• A glide fly. Th' smaller ephe-
meridae. ... So he was feedln’ on
them, not waitin’ for th’ hatch of
larger!"
He placed a hand on the younger
man’s shoulder.
“Mnn, ye took him! Beside this
one, noo, my grand troot's a youngster,
111 have tae admit. Ut disturbed me a
•bite, thinkln’ ye'd took mine hut . . ,
•Noo, sit yersel’ doon. Hae ye a
Pipe? So? Well, so lia’ I.” He went
to the mantel and took down a great
hr ar. “Ay. Sit yersel’ doon. Noo,
tell me, Flynn, how long did ye worrk
°or yon noble afore he took yer fly?'
Steve, with Ids heart leaping, seated
Minself and drew out his pipe. He sat
p ■ p bt a brief Interval, telling himself
that he was about to achieve the thing
nT w hlch he had set out this evening,
o marshaled his wit and his re¬
sources, and then began to talk, slow-
y and carefully, telling the best story
he had ever told in his life!
Step by step, Steve relived the bat*
o. ipcounting his own emotions, his
ff" 1 and his fears Intimately. At
end he sat back and nodded to-
w, w<l th* table and said:
“And there he Is, Mr. MacDonald,
W pror* ft
“Ay, a grand fight fer a lad. I
” uld na * •lone better mysel’, Flynn,
if so gude."
He clapped his hands and from a
doorway a squaw appeared.
11! Lie a guest, Annie," he said,
• proad yersel’ noo, ’nd do yer best 1”
jwk ^eve at protested headquarters that but he should be
the Laird
not listen.
la d, stay! Tig an evenin' to
m rK we ^’ <0 celebrate.
tP . Ye must stay
t K ' L ^' ts teen long since I’ve
had j T rr:e n an S'er such are!
The ' as ye
!" ,, lers I’ve
tip know. ' taught thum what
But ye, Flynn . . . Well.
^ better
killed”. * flsh ttiun 1 ever
roof'v** 8 ^ dld n *Sht before under the the Laird’s they
drgr); ' meal
'* ”Tior poured from
j u an ancient
their * at for *°ng afterward with
fish ber de tail the stories of
tr tlad taken be told
it must and
Donat • J i . , ied after Steve m idnight before Mar
10 occupy, to the room he was
“* f'fake was thus engaged
heart quickening at thought of what
this friendship might mean to Polaris,
Franz sat on a bench In the store
at Good-Bye, silently listening to the
gossip of the men gathered there. He
had become a fallen favorite and had
no longer a place of consequence In
their regard.
Wartin came In. “Where's Jim?" he
asked.
"Fishin’,” Tim Todd replied.
"I'd ought to see him tonight. D'
he say when he’d be back?”
“Nope. But he’s been stayin’
mighty late, recent," the old clerk In¬
formed him.
Shortly, Franz went out unnoticed.
He took a trail that led back Into the
timber, circled LaFane's house by a
wide margin, and approached the
cabin which Steve occupied.
He stood near by for a lengthy In¬
terval ; then carefully he advanced,
tried the door and went within.
It cost him time and pains to find
the shotgun, but he did locate It. final¬
ly, wrapped In the grain sack and
shoved In the leg of the old trousers.
A half hour later he came out on
the lake shore again. Gripping the
gun by the barrel, he whirled It around
his head thrice and let it go. The
splash was far out, out where the
water was deep enough so that the
chance of ever locating the weapon
would be negligible.
“There go your d—d finger-prints!"
he muttered. "Now try to find a way
to stop me!"
• »»»•»•
For breakfast Steve and the Laird
had portions of the trout, broiled crisp
and brown.
“Food 1" the old man muttered.
“After all his years, all his triumphs,
he ends up as food for his chief
enemy! . . . Ut's so wf' th’ country,
lad: man destroys th’ wild to put Ut
to his use.”
A brooding look was on his face.
He sat silent for a time and try as he
would Steve could not rouse him. As
they finished, he said:
“I’ll have to be getting back to head¬
quarters now, Mr. MacDonald. There
are things to be done today. Im¬
portant things.”
The old man nodded.
“I onderstan’,” he said, half absent¬
ly. “Ay. . . . Trouble's heavy on th’
Flynns.” He sighed and stared
"I’ll Hae a Guest, Annie," He Said.
"Spread Yersel’, Noo, ’nd Do Yer
Best!”
through a window. "I’ve been thinkln’,
James lad, since last night that I'm
’n old mnn at last. I made mysel’ a
promise when I was yoong: that I’d
accept age easy ’nd graceful. ’Nd
here, ut develops. I’ve been flghtin’ ot
off, shuttln' my eyes to 't! . . . Ay.
I’m old. 'Nd do ye s’pose, lad, that
yer father's still In th’ notion o’ buy-
in’ my timber?”
Steve kept himself from shouting
out a glad reply only by effort.
“Polaris would like tt, Mr. Mac¬
Donald,” he said finally. "It . . .
Matter of fact It would save the oper¬
ation. To get held of that timber,"—
playing boldly on the favor he had
found In the other’s eyes—“would do
the thing that I came Into this country
to do. Otherwise, It looks pretty dark
ahead."
The Scot nodded.
“Ut's been a burden, In a way, hold-
ln’ this property. Ut might relieve 'n
old heart to hae money out at Intrust
Instead. ... I’m a-wonderin' If yer
father’d he In a position to buy. He
spoke on ut once hut I’d hae none o’
at then."
"Polaris can and will tiny at any
time. Mr. MacDonald," Steve said
calmly.
“Well, u’ts a harrd decision to make,"
—with a twist of h!s bend. "I would
nae sell 't all. I’d hold a section or
two fer mysel'. But come. ... We
will look. Ut's no matter to decide
on th’ turn of a moment.’’
He ted the way outside and as they
went along slowly Drake was check¬
ing against his memory with the
cruiser's report on this stand which
reposed In the safe at Good-Bye.
Good timber, as good as the Polaris
stuff, worth more, surely, than It had
been when the estimate was made.
Three hundred and twenty thousand.
McNally had said, was the price of
Old Jim's offer.
They left the trail, making a wide
circle, stopping here and there to
talk. Once the Laird said:
“Yer not alone In wantin’ to buy.
Young Franz, a faithful lad. 's been
wantin’ ut Had he taken yer grand
front noo, ut might be him I'd be
talkin’ wl’ today. Mind, I’m not sayin’
I’ll sell to yer father yet. I'm conslil
erin' only. , .
Thrice more during that rambling
walk he spoke of Franz, saying that
were he here now. Instead of Steve,
he might be talking over the possi
billty of selling with him.
DADE CO UNTY TIMES: JUNE 7, 19.14
—t—
When they reached the house again
the Laird dropped heavily Into a chair,
more wearied with the sense of age
that had come upon him than by the
physical exertion. He listened to
Steve tell him frankly of the Polaris
predicament. He was careful not to
mention Franz In connection with the
blocked right-of-way but he believed It
good strategy to withhold nothing of
the Flynn situation, because MacDon¬
ald had been wholly open with him.
He knew, from what Kate had writ¬
ten, that this purchase eould be
financed; he knew, as well, that to
possess It was the only way out for
Polaris. So much hung In the bal¬
ance that placid summer afternoon!
Suddenly the Laird sat erect.
“You’re authorized to represent Po¬
laris?" he asked.
Steve did net hesitate: "I am rep¬
resenting the company," he said.
“Three hundred 'nd fufty thousand
dollars, then, me to hold out th' sec¬
tion my buildin’s stand on."
Drake calculated quickly. That was
thirty thousand more than old Jim
Flynn had offered and a section was
held out. But Jim’s offer had been
made two years ago. Values had
stepped upward.
“That's your best offer?”
“Ay. Th’ best. Th’ only ofTer,
James l”
“And the terms? I've told you how
badly Polaris Is pinched, sir. A heavy
down payment might make It impos¬
sible to take you up at once."
The Laird nodded. "Twenty-five
thousand doon; fufty thousand In six
months: th’ balance in one year w!'
Intrust't six per cent."
“And how long before the first twen¬
ty-five?”
“If ye want ut,” he said bruskly.
“ye’ll take ut wi’out delay. If ye don’t
want ut, others will. Ye must take ut
noo, In a week. Seven days. Ay.
That’s enough. That's final.”
“A short time,” Steve protested, hut
saw that It was no use to ask for
more. “You’ll give an option now,
surely, so I'll have something to go
on?”
“That’s only fair. An option. 'Nd
th’ doon payment must be here, In
thus room, in cash, ’nd on time. . . .
Av’ to th' hour!"
He rose then and walked to a desk,
fumbling for paper and pen.
"Age ..." he mumbled. "Ah, a
bonny troot, he was. . . . But age . . .
’Nd ha’in’ made up th’ mind, ut’» time
t’ act!’’
Slowly, laboriously, the pen com-
menced to scratch.
From a book the old man copied the
deserlptions, muttering that it would
ail be legal and regular and that the
down payment must be delivered on
the hour. "Mind that, lad: th’ hoor!”
Again the scratching, MacDonald
mumbling: . . seven dnys from
. . . four p. m. . . this date . . ."
Down by the river voices sounded
and Steve, looking through the window,
saw Franz there, sitting In his canoe,
talking with one of MacDonald’s In¬
dians. . . . Franz! He was getting
out, now, asking a question, glancing
at the house.
The pen scratched on so slowly.
. . . Franz was starting up the trad.
The pen stopped. The Laird leaned
back, reading what he had written,
moving his lips as he read.
“ ’Nd noo," the old man said, dip¬
ping the pen again. "Noo fer th’ sig¬
nature which binds ut!"
A scuff on gravel outside; a foot¬
fall at the threshold. Slowly the pen
point traced the letters and as the
door opened the blotter was pressed
to the fresh Ink.
Steve tried not to snatch the pre¬
cious paper as Franz entered the room.
He did not turn to look at him; Mac¬
Donald gave no heed. The option
passed and a great wave of exultation
swept Drake as his fingers closed on
It He read on down the lines of the
script, conscious that the Laird was
turning to the newcomer, feeling more
than seeing that faint bewilderment,
perhaps regret, which came over the
old man.
“Ah, lad!" he said gently, hitching
his chair about. "Come here, lad. Ye
know this mon?”
“Sure! I know Young Jim Flynn,"
Franz replied and laughed.
“Well, lad, ut’s th’ fortunes of war
that ’twas yon James Instead of your-
sel’ who came today to catch me tn
my state o’ mind. I’m sellin’ th’ tim¬
ber to th’ Flynns."
A slight tightening of the mouth was
the only Indication Franz gave of
what that news meant to him. Then
he asked:
"It’s gone, you mean? The deal Is
closed V
“Well, an option's bindtn’. James
has th’ option, wl’ Ink scarce dry."
Franz swallowed.
“A sale Isn’t a sale until the trans¬
fer Is made.” he said, smiling at Mac¬
Donald hut Steve caught the menace
In his tone. "And perhaps something
may happen that the Flynns don't take
you up."
“Well said, Franz!" The I^ilrd
rose and put a hand on his arm.
“Well said! 'Twould not beeoom ye
to sulk ’nd be angered because luck
was nae wl’ ye. . . . Noo, lads, we*n
drunk to *t”
He turned, leaving them alone.
As soon as the door closed behind
him Franz spoke:
"So Young J4n Flynn, so-called, tins
won a fall, eh?”
"Right!"
“But the timber’s not yours yet
Sot yet. Mr. Whoever-you-are I" He
advanced closer and Steve could see a
bulge under his armpit whle) could
be nothing but a holstered weapon.
“Until a few hours ago you had me
partly stopped. Now, squawk all yon
please about set-guns! Y on re no erl
dence!”
"What <3lyou mean by that?"
(TO BB OONT1MUB&)
'■ <r
GEORGIA NEWS
Happenings Over
The State
Byron has shipped her first carload
ot 1934 Georgia peaches. New York
City purchased the entire carload.
At a meeting in Tallahassee, Fla.,
W. B. Haley, of Albany, Ga„ was elect¬
ed permanent president of the Frank¬
lin D. Roosevelt Highway Association.
Treasury department officials at
Washington have made tentative plans
for building an extension to the Val¬
dosta postoffice under a $90,000 PWA
allotment.
The agricultural department at
Washington recently announced that
it had expended $9,407,764 In Georgia
since it was created, through April
30 this year.
The Houston county grand jury has
returned fifteen indictments charg¬
ing several Houston county parents
with willfully keeping their children
out of school.
The Capps cotton mill, Toccoa. has
been sold to Charles D. Goodroe and
George Beveridge of Atlanta for $25,-
000. Capps has owned the mill for
several years.
The public works department at
Washington, D. C., announces that in¬
creases have been awarded for con¬
struction in Georgia of several non-
federal projects.
Work is to start on the new county
jail at Greenville soon. This Is the
first contract In Georgia of CWA
where the government accepted high¬
way certificates.
The Georgia Bankers Asssoclatton,
in its annual convention at Albany,
elected Truman Holland, of Thomas-
ville, president. Bank insurance was
discussed at the convention.
A new canning plant has been in-
stiJJed at the Milledgeville state hos-
fry pifjL where surplus vegetables and
’s grown on the hospital farms
will be canned to be stored for winter.
The boll weevil is reported back on
the job, and the cotton grower must
g 0 WO rk, too. If he is to realize
maximum profits from the 1934 crop.
the agricultural extension of the Uni-
versity System announces,
The fifth series of the Cedartown
Building and Loan Association has
.just matured to the amount of some
$68,300. This includes $29,300 on
mortgage loans, $800 on stock loans
and $38,000 to stockhloders.
Efforts will be made to establish
federal savings and loan associations
in sections of Georgia where there are
no local home financing institutions,
it is announced in Macon by the Fed¬
eral Home Loan Bank Board.
It is announced in Athens that for
the sixth consecutive year the
Southern Mutual Insurance company
will pay a 50 per cent dividend to
policyholders, and the annual report
of the company has been made public.
The federal department of internal
revenue recently sounded what ap¬
pears to be the death knell of beer
and whisky in Georgia, both of which
have been sold openly in various
places despite the state prohibition
law.
Georgia tobacco growers have the
assurance of farm administration lead¬
ers that they need not be concerned
about the effect of a recent Increase
In tobacco acreage allotments on the
price Georgians will receive for their
crop.
Dalton authorities announce that
the Bedspread Manufacturers’ Asso¬
ciation of Whitfield county appropri¬
ated $250 to the state fund for rep¬
resentation of candlewick bedspreads
in the Georgia exhibit at the World's
Fair in Chicago.
The United States senate has passed
a bill providing for the payment of
$18,719.70 to the Collier Manufacturing
company, Barnesville, in settlement
ot claims arising from operations when
the concern was producing undershirts
for the government in 1918.
Formation of a nine-state cattle¬
men's association for the purpose of
co-operating with the agricultural
adjustment administration, but at the
same time lending protection to cat¬
tle breeders of the South, was Inaug¬
urated In a recent meeting held in
Atlanta.
A strange friendship between a two-
year-old boy and a 2-foot snake was
disclosed In Macon recently by the
boy’s parents who do not know what
to do about It. Mrs. James F. Posey
noticed that her son, Edward, was
taking scraps of bread from the table
and hiding them In a closet, and all
the information she could get from
him was that the bread was for
“Buddy."
Depositors of the Bank of Flovilla
are being paid the last dividend which
amounts to 100 cents on the dollar
and a considerable amount is also
being paid to the depositors by the
liquidating agent.
The Georgia Woman's World, ed¬
ited by Mrs. J. R. Wakefield, became
a weekly on May 18, and has made
quite some stir in political and busi-
ness circles. The Woman's World is
j n jt s sixth year, and Is fast making
a naD ie as one of the state's most
progressive newspapers.
FIFTY-FIFTY
“The letter I gave you this morn¬
ing—did you post it?’’ asked Mrs.
Brown inquiringly.
Brown put his hand in his jacket
pocket and drew out the letter,
"I'm afraid not, my dear,” he said
coolly enough.
“Of course you didn’t!” she
snapped. “And I told you that it was
very important.’’
"Yes. I remember, dear,” be re¬
turned.
“How like a man that is!” she con¬
tinued.
"But. dear—’’ he stammered.
"Don't ‘but’ me. I’m angry,” she
snapped.
“But, dear, he reasonable. Look
at the letter; you forgot to address
It," he explained.—Stray Stories.
Looked Impressive
Don't feel too highlj'flattercd
Hancock. when some one asks actrc^H^Liorts f° r sjfk John
A movie
that one day she was solirl|Pi for
her autograph by two small boys.
“Do you know who I am?" she
asked them.
“No’m,” the older boy answered,
“but we thought we could find out
this way.”—Boston Transcript.
Her Wi.h
“So Nellie married a farmer. And
she always said she would marry a
man of culture.”
“Well, she did. A man of agricul¬
ture.”
Men Are Like That
First Wife—My husband lies
awake so much at night.
Second Ditto—Huh! Mine talks
in his sleep and lies even then.
Very
"What is this?”
"Our college has established a
chair of humor.”
“But this Is a collapsible chair.”
“We thought that would be humor¬
ous."—Louisville Courier-Journal.
mbsev
He’* the Teacher
Fond Mother—David, I’m shocked
to hear you use such language. Did
you learn it at school?
David—Learn It at school? No.
Why, It’s me that teaches the other
boys, mother.—Pathfinder Magazine.
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FOOTSTEPS
“Arc you going to teach your small
hoy to follow in your footsteps?"
"No,” said Senator Sorghum. "Of
course, he’ll go Into politics. Every¬
body has to. But nobody can go on
following footsteps. Emergencies are
hound to arise which compel each
person of voting age to decide for
himself which way he Is going to
jump."
Encouragement
While the young suitor was wait¬
ing to take out his young lady the
latter’s little sister entered the room.
“Did you know my sister’s got
three other boy friends?" said the
child.
The suitor pricked tip his ears at
this piece of news.
"Really!" he said, In surprise. “I
haven't seen any of them.”
“Neither have I,” returned the
child, "hut she gave me a quarter
to tell you."—Border Cities Star.
Let Off Lightly
Walter—Would you mind settling
your bill, sir? We’re closing now.
Irate Patron—But, hang It all, I
haven't been served .vet.
Waiter—Well, in that case, there'll
only he the cover charge.
Subtle Tact
Hicks—So you got the best of that
argument with your wife?
Dirks—Sure, by agreeing with her
In everything I made her doubt her
own facts.—Brooklyn Daily Eagle.
Easy
Teachor—Johnny, can you ns#
"sphere” in « sentence?
Johnny (after much thought)—
Yes, ma'am. My little sister has a
sphere cold.
Won Her Stripe*
“The dinner was delicious. You
must have an old family cook.”
"Yes, Indeed; she's been with tig
ten or twelve meals."