the georgetown herald wedneaday evening july 30th 1941 hawk in the wind by hdcn topping miller d appletonoutoct oa chapter xi marian morgan had driven her little car ig a twisting stretch of ridge road without having any very definite idea of where she was go ing or why she drove slowly because she told herself that it was thrifty to spare tires on a rocky boulderedged track she searched the hills above and below with her eyes but not even to herself would she admit that she looked for anything she had heard her mother telephoning in structions that morning but she had kept her mind sternly on her break fast grapefruit and adjured herself not to listen what did it matter where the woods truck went or who went with if she slipped out of the car dragged the cushion out and rummaged for the pump set it up on the ground with a nailfile from her purse she pressed down the valve of a front tire let the air escape until the tire sagged loose and flabby a dis couraging flummox of limp rubber then she climbed back into the car wrapped the rug around her knees and sat in a small cold huddle waiting instantly now that the thing was done a hundred accusing and con demning voices clamored in her ears she was being cheap she was doing the sort of shallow trick that a girl of lossie class might de- ise she was forgetting that she w as the daughter of virgie mor gan of the morgan mills bui draw mg out all these si if reproaches was the thin poignant cry that had trem bled through her heart and beat in her blood since the night she had talked to her mother before the are i have to know she said plain lively aloud i know it isn t true but i have to be sure this contradictory patching up of her conscience helped her to be calm to wait though her feet tin gled with cold a mountain jay came and shrieked at her from a sumac clump a deer stood for an instant tense and listening under some gnarled ancient appletrees beside the ruin of a stone chim ney then suddenly he bounded away there was a metallic vibra tion through the woods the truck was starting sh caught the back fire of a cold engine and the clank of shovels tossed aboard and leaned her elbow on the button of her horn the blare made the jays and the ut ile pine sparrows and crossbills scatter with a whirring and snap ping of twigs then the rusty radiator appeared over the rise emitting steam joe had let the engire run hot on the grade he was always doing that too impatient to cool it out properly when they reached the top of a long climb two men jumped down when they saw marians car and came run nina one was joe the other was branford wills swiftly marian put every scruple out of her mind she was a woman using a womans devious and often unfair weapons she said im stuck that miser able old tire insists on going flat and i left the key to the spare m my other purse isnt mother with you i thought she came up here therei a longdistance call for her i canfe- up to tell her she didnt come with us she must be at the mill wills eakl lets have a look at that tire if flat all right joe gave the wheel a kick but theres still a little air in it maybe we can pump it up so you can get down to the road they pumped up the tire and joe studied it testing the valve must be a pressure leak he said valves all right can you turn around here without getting stuck i think bo til try you better do it joe said to wills its steep off there she could turn over easy marian slid along meekly im a lot of trouble she said in a voice which would have amazed her moth er so humble was it no trouble wills whipped the steeringwheel about this is a bad place to turn flag for me joe he shouted o k cut deep joe sema phored his arms the car came about wills got out again to look at the tire standing up all right he an nounced youu make it marians throat cramped but she fought its quivering got the words out would you drive it down for me the tire might go down again and rm not much good at the pump of course he resumed the wheel again while joe followed with the truck you shouldnt be driv ing on lonely mountain roads alone you know he said as they bumped over a wooden bridge no one woukvfaurt me aha de clared everybody for miles around knows me knows mother and mother hasnt any enemies she has one obviously willi said the fellow who kindled a ore in the oil house at the null yes terday wasnt celebrating the fourth of july he was getting even marian looked thoughtful per haps that wasnt mothers enemy that might be true he drove the little car carefully around a slippery hairpin turn but even without enemies there are dangers this morning for instance suppose you had had to walk back to the highway suppose the truck had not been on the ridge i knew the truck was on the ridge marian was truthful thats why i came does this catechism and fatherly admonition have to go on indefinitely we could talk about other things im fairly intelligent i know all the tenses and that you shouldnt say aint id better take another look at that tire wills stopped on a wide bit of road waved the truck past it roared down grade flinging mud cheerfully marian sat looking straight ahead her cameo profile a trifle grim her chin squared theres nothing the matter with the tire she said i wanted to talk to you he looked at her quickly search- ingly she was so near and 80 dear i even with her chin set at a resolute angle even with her eyes cool and distant and her lashes eva sive he made an impulsive move then drew back as her aloof man ner did not change im listening he said quietly she twisted her fingers together but kept her eyes straight ahead on the thickets where the jays quar reled and the frozen slopes where icicles made a diamond passemen terie on every rock and twig i dont like fighting she began with a little difficulty we seem to clash and its rather silly dont ou think very silly especially when especially when we could ar range things sensibly i this isnt easy for me to say but i thought if i talked to you alone if i ap pealed to you he stiffened a little only the day before lucy fields had used those same words i ve appealed to you for a moment eagerness tenderness had rushed through his blood like flame he had looked at marian and seen only her young sweetness the golden curve of her throat where kisses were born to lie the yielding curve of her lips but now the pride in him that verged so close to a high one fury the terrible blind masculine pride that through a thousand centuries has gone flaunting banners and wav ing swords and trampling small ten der things underfoot had him again he could not see the pulse that quivered where a gold shadow lay upon her throat he did not see the uncertainty of her fingers and her eyelids quivering he saw only her profile set against him the chin that was like david morgans he was bund and savage with hurt and frozen with disappointment he was a very stupid young man he drew back and swung the car wide on a curve not looking at her i think i know what you re going to say ive heard it all already i only have one answer i m not leaving town im not leaving the mill im not going to be driven out nor wheedled out im in this to stay so its too bad you went to so much trouble to let the air out of that tire i she turned as though she bad oeen struck but be did not see her tace was as white and stiff as his own her voice snicked like steel on ice youre a very famous egotist arent you she said brutally you couldnt possibly think beyond yourself for a moment it woumn t occur to you that i might not want to talk about the mill that i might be thinking of myself s little i wont say it now i wont let you gloat over the kind of a fool that i was i see how hopeless it is she choked a little then recovered her control gave a savage drag at the brake turned the key wills said marian good god butshe was not listening her eyes were black and blazing she reached across his knees as the car lurched to a stop and opened the door get out will you she said hoarsely i cant stand any more he said marian t again in a husky stricken voice but she was like a woman on fire get out i hate you i get out she snatched at the wheel whirled away with frosty mud flying a most before he was on the ground down the winding road she swung ast the truck grazing a hemlock tree careening on two wheels youd better wait for him she shouted at the startled joe he isnt riding with me down the mountain she tore blind ly shame and a white torturing pain burning her once she laughed and the laugh was bitter so he was in love with her was he she was a song sung to a gipsy tambourine cheap cheap to have sur rendered even a little 1 she hated him i she hated him as for branford wills he satfno- sely in the jolting truck and hat a himself for a blundering fool how with his crass stupidity he had ruined what life with its ruth less distinctions had not made in tolerable before she snatched at the wheel whirled away with frosty mud fly in at the mill gate the truck halted something s busted again an ounted joe grimly somehow the spur track had been undermined a car heavily loaded with pulp had gone off the rails swung sidew se and turned over tearing up a hundred yards of track this here declared joe is gittin so it ain t even funny next week chapter xh the regulations say beer cannot be servedat a picnic you can alt in a beverage room and drink it but you cant sit under a tree and do the same thing that s law petertooro ebca- mlner for reforestation muskoka reforestation in the north has long been considered it has been left for the realistic minds that have been forest conscious to try the scheme suggested by the pepartment of re forestation in the province of ontario even as far north as carry sound i personally know that good results are obtaining in an area around huntaviue for a radius of twenty miles a few friends of mine have planned to acquire at least 1000 acres for re forestation at the time of this writing we have 7b5 acres planed in three townships and doubtless mere are acres more scattered about in smajl plantations all of this has been brought about by some enter prising individuals some dwelling in the districts and some coming as 1 do from towns and villages in south ern ontario inasmuch as pine is a native timber in muskoka i see no reason to doubt that reforestation should become a great and profitable agricultural enterprise in the districts of parry sound and muskoka for mr e j zavlts provincial forester is credited with saying that pine trees planted 28 years ago and the crop thinned from 1100 to around 700 per acre that quantity thus removed when sold at prices paid for local fuel in 1940 brought 3150 per acre for enlightening information con cerning the figures given above 1 herewith attach the enclosed publish ed remarks of mr j r hale editor of the orillla packet and times mr hales remarks i was hardly on the grounds at the angus reforestation grounds where warden barrs picnic was last friaay when mr e c drury set eyes on me and he could not wait till i got to where he was sitting so he came to meet me he had some great news and as soon as he welcomed me he said he was so glad to see me he had been talking to mr e j zavitz provincial forester and he had been- telling him something which would make a great article x must be sure to meet mr zavlts so later in the awning we corner ed mr zavlts and he told me what he had given to mr drury at one of the plots in the norfolk reforest ation area which- had been pitafl 38 years ago in 1040 some thinning had been done on 15 acres this par ticular acreage had bad all the trees which could or would not develop and were a hindrance to the other trees taken out this had been sold most- nrtr pr the summer these a profit of your eyes sun glare 1w ebtet oltat aehea ima eaa fe nueaai ay toted itnaee we law a bie took at ttw bextokind af flaa clujiib a fl m am ttar an better far ar ejae consult 0 t walker r 0 eyesight ly for local fuel thinnings had 3150 per acre this old not mean a profit on the original workwolantlng but on the work of thinnlng out the 15 acre this rejoiced the heart of mr drury and he felt it justified his faith in re forestation and assured a good profit on the plot wheq the whole of the trees would be harvested say after 50 or 60 years from time of planting these pine trees had been planted at about 1200 to the acre and 300 to 400 had been taken out a good plot of red or white pine when full grown should give 40 000 to 50000 board feet per acre but a new phase has developed there is often something new develops as schemes such as reforestation de velop and a new one has now ap peared in ontario the trees on the older plots are now a pretty fair size though nothing like what they will be in 20 or 30 years but they are just about the size of a nice pole for elec tric wires and the hydro electric commission is eager to get some of lm t these trees as they are as straight u f t f his a die and sound good pine trees s2 n interested municipalities should convened and discussion of the pro lew be entered upon who wm be at hb efflee ever the ben twrghane ce mate street georgetown tfcehimm wednesday at each mlh r yea mag eansmtt o t walter at hb efltee fat phone legislation procured from the clal legislature is something that local member of parliament make the best of poles when they are well treated now the question to be decided is whether to sell them for polecat half their growth or whether to wait till they are full grown and make them into lumber but the point proved by the sale of these thinnings is that the reforesta tion will bring good return in the north lands of muskoka and parry sound what is much needed is leadership in the matter of exploiting for all it is worth the reclaiming of and waste land enabling your servant is also eager to have and parry sound districts part of zone 4 for the purpose of education that can come from that source so far as reforestation is con cerned rev 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