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WOODEN (Copyright, 1019, by George EL Doran CVx.) By' VICTOR ROUSSEAU Illustrations by Irwin Myers mm a&simm OIOIO -YOU HAVE 8AVED MY LIFE1* --Hilary Askew, a young American, Inherits from JM » hundred square miles of forest In Quebec. Upon taking possession, he discovers all sorts of queer things. Lamartlne, his uncle's lawyer, tells him the property Is comparatively worthless and tries to Induce him to sell. Lafe Connell, the mill foreman, tells him his uncle has been systematically robbed. Morris the manager, Is associated with the Ste. Marie company, a rival concern owned by Brousseau, the "boss" of the region, Madeleine, the beautiful daughter of Seigneur Rosny, original owner of Askew's land. Is pursued by Brousseau, who has her father In his power. The hero decides to at&y and manage his property. He discharges Morris and makes Connell manager. He whips "Black" Pierre, foreman of a gang of Brousseau's men cutting on his land. He defies Brousseau. Leblanc, his boss Jobber, deserts to the enemy. From Father Luclen Askew learns the story of Marie Dupont, daughter of the captain of a lumber schooner. The girl's mother, now dead, had been betrayed and she herself Is looked on askance and has few friends. Marl* knows the name of her mother's betrayer, but has never revealed It • to her father. Askew finds Madeleine Rosny hostile to him. Askew and Coo- Dell visit a Ste. Marie dance haU. V CHAPTER VI--Continued. f Baptlste sprang at her, seised her Jfr the sleeve of her dress, and tried to Kll her from her seat. Hilary saw gfanette protesting angrily; he could •ot hear Baptlste's excited exclamations, but he heard faintly the scream that came from Marie's lips. At once (there was a general movement toward Ce group. Sotne of the lumbermen terfered. Baptlste turned upon them Hrlth menacing fists. The little man eras beside himself with fury. Then •tmeon came waddling down the room erith his ducklike shuffle, and took Baptlste by both arms. With slow Kit inexorable force he led him toward e door. It seemed almost as If Baptlste, struggling in vain and mouthing Incoherently, was in the grip of some Machine, for the momentum of Slmeita's movements was composed much Store of bulk than of velocity. Amid (he Jeers of the crowd Baptlste was thrust from the door, and Simeon turned and waddled back Into the VOom, where the dancing was in fall •wing once more. Hilary saw Marie flying round In the arms of a gigantic woodsman. Baptlste, seated upon the step before the Sprang at Hei, Seized Her by the Sleeve of Her Dress and Tried to Pull Her From Her 8eat ice hall, was weeping pitifully. The Itttle drama came home to Lafe with ~ ' Mqual poignancy. Hilary saw that his % ::y i®yes were blazing. "We'll get that girl away from he said. , Lafe nodded, and, the two went In. I "; At first they were not recognised fhrough the clouds of rolling smoke. It C'as Nanette who saw Hilary first She ttered a sharp exclamation and <*,- pointed toward him. At once the two < found themselves under the fire of all t ' v The news reached Simeon Duval as Ike was reaching up for a bottle in his fcloset, and be came puffing out and Saddled toward Hilary, his pale-blue •yes fixed on him In malevolent Scrutiny. "Eh, Meestalr Askew, you have a <lrlnk on me 7" asked Simeon, holding *>ut the bottle under Hilary's nose. (The action was at once a challenge jfcnd an overture, to be interpreted in fBlther fashion, according to the hear- , Jar's Inclination. . H i l a r y shook his head. "I d o n ' t prink, Simeon," he answered curtly. "You want to dance, then, eh? You want a lady to dance F* "I do not." "Nor to play card, eh?" "Not tonight, Simeon." . ; "Then what the h-- yon wmt to / fny place for?" ' Simeon's blue eyes glared into Hilary's. In his younger days the man Bad been the bully of the lumber jcampa; still of great strength, he could lhave matched himself against any man, with the doubtful exception of Slack Pierre; but Hilary's exploit upon the latter had a restraining effect upon thlm. "I've come to have a look at yon, ' Simeon," said Hilary genially. "Well, you see me now, eh, Meestair . (Askew? What you think of me, eh?" ' the dance-hall proprietor. "Maybe you like to look some more, eli?" "I think you're Just about what I expected," Hilary answered. "I ; your brother la thinking of opening a hell like this one at St. Boniface." The lumbermen had begun to edge in about them. Sentiment, while run- Bing strongly against the Intruder, waB not angrily hostile. The men were ^ eager to see how Hilary would bear | / himself against Simeon, and they i hoped for some fun. Hilary saw among •? them the face of Simeon's brother " ' Louis, who looked like a small model I;?! upon a lighter scale. A "My brother here. He apeak for n; himself, Meestalr Askew. He not J, afraid. Yon think, p'r'aps, because "Nov I don't. I wish I were," said Hilary. "If I were, Simeon, I should run you down to Quebec Jail right off the reel. But I'm boss in St. Boniface, and If Louis opens a liquor den there, I'll break his head open and ran him In afterward." Few of those present understood his exact meaning, but an ominous growl showed that this declaration was appreciated at more or less its correct value. The mob; began moving forward. For a few moments the situation looked menacing. Hilary took the aggressive, as usual. "Ah, Leblanc!" he called out. "How do you like your new Job? I'm starting in to cut out that limit yon handed back to me. There's some good timber there, Leblanc." Leblanc snarled and started forward, shaking his fist and muttering. However, he could not get through the press, and it is not probable that he tried very hard to do so. "Well, that's about all, 11meon," Hilary called. "I Just came in to look at your place and give your brother a friendly warning, because I never warn when I'm ready to strike." "My brother take care of himself. He ain't afraid of you," said Simeon, who kept as cool as Hilary. Hilary intuitively summed him up as the most dangerous of his opponents. "But I guess you ain't going like that, Meestalr Askew," continued the liquorseller. "I ask you to have a drink nn me an' you say no. Now yon going to buy drliks all round, eh?" Hilary laughed out loud. "Not for your crowd, Simeon," he answered. Simeon planted 'his fat body heavily before him. "What you say? You buy drinks, eh?" he demanded truculently. Hilary put his hands on Simeon's shoulders and pushed him bodily backward. Simeon, who was planted rather than stood, at first resisted as a tree might resist a gentle shove with the hand; {rat he could not resist the strength behind Hilary's shoulders, and he began to sway and went toppling backward, landing, still rigid, upon the floor. Some of the girls shrieked, and the lumbermen came surging forward toward Hilary and Lafe and began to hustle them. Yet, knowing Hilary's reputation, they hesitated a moment before initiating hostilities; and that moment brought an unexpected Interruption. For a boy ran screaming in at the door, and what he cried startled the entire assemblage. Simeon, who had been struggling to his feet, was upon them In an Instant. But before the crowd had recovered from its confusion two officers In the uniform of the revenue department came running in. They carried revolvers in their hands, and they pounced upon Simeon and had him at their mercy in an instant At once the whole scene was dissolved. Men and girls ran this way and that, a wildly flying, panicky mass. It was one thing to drink and brawl In Ste. Marie, but quite another to defy the tireless officials of the revenue department who patroled the river at uncertain Intervals, whose arms were very long. Whether any one except Simeon was wanted in that particular place was never known, for it was all the officers could do to hold on to him, while the crowd stampeded past them toward the door, a cursing, struggling mass, carrying Lafe and Hilary along with it In the street they pulled themselves out of the crush and took refuge In an alley. All Ste. Marie was In a turmoil. News of the raid had spread everywhere with lightning swiftness. Lights were being extinguished, liquor hidden away, lumbermen and girls were running In wild pan!c through the streets. Suddenly they perceived Marie Dupont among the crowd. Her eyes were wide with fright and she was struggling helplessly in the crowd, borne this way and that by the conflicting currents. Hilary forced his way toward her and dragged her Into the alley, There she broke down; she fell upon her knees In the mud, rocking to and fro and moaning. Hilary bent over her. Lafe saw that his face was stern. "I am going to you home," he said. She looked up at him plteously. She appeared to recognize him, but was too terrified to understand. He drew her to her feet and, with Lafe on the other side, they began to make their way quickly toward the beach by a narrow passage amdng the cottages. But as they started Lafe looked back and saw, wedged in the crowd behind them, Jean Baptlste. He had been trying to reach the girl, but It was Impossible to move a foot In that struggling human torrent He saw them, and his eyes were dilated with Impotent fury. There was murder In thera as they fell upon Hilary. Lafe shuddered. His Impulse was to wait for the man. but he recognized that Baptlste was beyond all reason and self-control. He had misinterpreted Hilary's action; the only thing now was to elude him not seen Baptlste. He meant to say nothing of it ' The three set out on their way, Marie at first sobbing and holding back, then gradually growing 6alm under Hilary's assurances, and at last going willingly. Her dress was draggled with mud, her finery awry; she looked pitiful and frightened. Hilary felt a great wrath growing In him as he looked at her. At last they gained the shore road and presently reached Marie's cottage. She felt in her dress for the key with shaking fingers. Hilary took it from her and opened the door. "Never go tc that place again," he said sternly. "Let this be a lesson to you!" She went Inside. Lafe and Hilary waited till the lamp was lit and, through the torn shade, they saw Marie Dupont crouched before the stove, her face on her arms. "I guess we'd better be going, Lafe," he said, "She's had her lesson." "I hope so. I've seen enough this evening, Lafe. It makes me sick to think that there are wretches vile enough to encourage this, for money or for Influence." He turned on him. "If I can trace Brousseau's hand In this work," he said, "heaven help him I" CHAPTER VII. yoa thrash Mack Pierre, yon boss in J and get the girl away before Baptlste M ' I conld follow. tfe waa gjad Hilary had .."Look to Your Boom I" Baptlste worked all the next Monday on the boom, fiercely and unsparing of himself or his men. Hilary, a little puzzled by the little man's sullen manner toward himself, attributed It to his. personal distress at what had happened In Ste. Marie. He did not know that Baptlste was aware of his presence there, and felt happy In the consciousness that he had done him some service. Nothing would have pleased him better than to have seen his suit with Marie Dupont successful. The strengthening of the boom was finished. The wooden structure had been Immensely fortified with great trunks, lashed and nailed together, resting in concrete which had been molded Into the crevices of the rocks on either side of the cataract. Hilary examined and approved of the work. It seemed to remove all possibility of danger. Everything depended on the first minute after the Jam was broken. If the torrent could be carried off through the sluice gates. In the main, the logs would find an easy passage over the dam into the lake. But actually the reenforced boom seemed to resist the torrent without any likelihood of breakage. The charge was to be exploded at three In the afternoon. That day Hilary was kept busy In his office, going over the pay roll In preparation for the October changes. Qangs of men had been returning from the south shore, and he had signed on a number. He was aware that some of Brousseau's agents had been at work attempting to dissuade them; however, the men wanted work, and even Brousseau could not hire them and keep them Idle upon his skeleton company at Ste. Marie. Hilary discovered that the Ste. Marie enterprise existed only upon that of St. Boniface, and, like the parasitic plant, withered when its prop and sustenance was withdrawn. It was two o'clock by his watch when he pushed his papers aside and strolled up the path that led through the woods toward the gorge. < Hilary had left St. Boniface behind him and was approaching the gorge, from which he could hear the shouts of the gang making preparations for the discharge, when he saw Madeleine Rosny riding along the road toward him. She had evidently been to the 8te. Marie territory, and, he suspected, on a visit to Brousseau. The path was narrow, with the descending bank of the wooded gorge on one hand and a steep, shelving ascent, overgrown with young spruce and pine, upon the other. Hilary drew to one side, to give the girl passage. He was watching the trotting horse, now swiftly nearing him, and wondering whether he ought to make any sign of recognition, when be was almost thrown from his feet by a vibration of the ground, followed by a dull roar that grew Into an Infernal crescendo and rolled away underground In a prolonged reverbera tlon. The charge had been exploded. Hilary saw the horse rear, curvet, and then, maddened with fear, leap wldly forward. Ao Instant later It became clear that It was no longer nn der control. The terrified animal bolted at full speed along the road toward him, while the girl plucklly kept her seat and pulled with all her might, but unavalllngly, on curb and snaffle. She was a practiced horsewoman, for none other could have kept her seat when the horse went rearing backward; but no amount of skill could avail unless the beast were got under control before the downhill Into the village was reached. There was a gate across the track, which Hilary had closed. Flung over this, it would be a miracle if the girl escaped with her life. Hilary made his decision in an Instant. m&de it with the roar of the released torrent In his ears, and the thunder of the breaking Jam, the crash of logs hurled free and rebounding from and buffeting one another. He planted himself directly in the course of the maddened animal, whose hoofs churned up a shower of stones. "Keep your •eat!" he shouted to the girl. For one Instant he saw her, pale, with frightened eyes, but firm In the saddle, still pulling against the curb, while the open mouth, distorted by the bit and chain that pressed the underllp, foamed, and the white of the ears, flat with the head. Then Hilary saw the horse rear and the shod hoofs uprise Then, somehow, he caught the reins and leaped for the shelving bank, and missed. He lost his foothold, but be clung to the reins, while the horse plunged and reared, each Jerk almost tearing his arms from their sockets. Now he was swept against the branches of the trees that overhung the road, and blinded by the swishing twigs and boughs, now the precipice was under him, and the gorge below, where the logs crackled and thundered as they battered their way down the river. He saw the girl clinging to the saddle, then to the beast's n?ane; he tried to reach her with his arms, but he could not, stop the bolting animal; and thenhe was flung free, and the riderless horse went galloping down the road toward St Boniface. He must have been stunned for a few moments, for when he opened bis eyes he found himself lying upon a ledge a little distance from the top of the steep bank. On the same ledge was Madeleine Rosny clinging to a swaying sapling that overhung the river, and trying to rise. Hilary scrambled to his feet, to find that, in spite of painful bruises, he was uninjured. He gave Madeleine his hands and pulled her out of the branches; and they stood looking at each other. Your horse bolted," explained Hilary. "I am sorry yon did not know about the dynamiting." At his words a look of fear came upon her face; and then It hardened and her gray eyes flashed angrily. "You have saved my life!" she cried. "You have saved me, and I wish you were a thousand miles away. wish I had never seen you!" "There is no need to let that trouble you, Mademoiselle Rosny," answered Hilary, stung into scorn by her ingratitude. "There is enough room In this country for both of us. If yon will let me help you up the bank, no doubt you can flnd your way home. assure you that I have no intention of Intruding on you further." His scorn seemed to beat down her anger. She looked at him for the first time without hatred. "Why have you come into my life? Why do you begin to nlay a part in it?" she whispered, as if in terror. "Suppose you let me assist you up the bank, Mademoiselle, before I answer your question. We can hardly discuss that matter here," said Hilary. She seemed to recover her self-possession. "There is no need to answer me," she replied scornfully. Nevertheless she permitted him to brush the dust from her skirt and to give her his hand. They scrambled up the side of the gorge and stood breathless upon the road again. Far away Hilary heard the crash of the logs, flung over the dam and shooting toward the boom. Madeleine Rosny turned and faced Hilary. "Well, monsieur?" she demanded. It is because I want oi to be friends," he said. And he took the girl's hand frankly In his. She let It lie there for a moment, gazing at him in astonishment and puzzlement Then, to Hilary's surprise, he saw the look of fear come into her eyes again. "It Is too late," she whispered. "Surely not, mademoiselle. We have misunderstood each other, perhaps, but--" 'I tell you it is too late. Oh, why did you not come to me and say this before?" she cried, and suddenly broke Into unrestralnable sobbing. "I thought you were grasping and wicked, and hated you. I wished you evil. Look to your boom I No, let me go, monsieur 1 Look to your boom!" And, snatching her hand away, she ran, still sobbing wildly, down the road, leaving Hilary staring after her In uncomfortable dismay. He could not understand her meaning, though her last words still rang la hls.eai*. He watched her as she : d EL PfaaUMBi table Compound Has Been They Saw Marie Dupont Crouched Before the Stove, Her Paoe en Her Arms. eyes wickedly beneath, the fled through the trees llkef a hunted deer. She was out of his sight around the bend\of the road almost In an instant, her shoulders heaving and her hands outstretched in blind panic before her. Hilary heard the shouts of the workmen still more plainly, rising above the awful smashing of the logs. Then, while he still looked after Madeleine, there came a sound louder than any he had heard, rivaling that of the explosion Itself, as If Thor's hammer had clanged upon a leaden anvil, as if the earth were rent In twain like a stitched cubm^, There was no need to wonder what had occurred. Hilary began running down the road. His eyes were fixed ahead where the log boom lay rent like a straw pipe, and the great burden of logs which the Rocky river had borne so long was plunging down the cataract ' He ran on, breathless, and the stupendous spectacle went on before his eyes. A mighty barrier, piled up for a few moments against the rocks that spanned the cataract, gave promise of arresting the debacle. Behind It the logs spun and twisted. All the freight of the river, far back from th© hills, was sweeping onward, an irresistible army, forging past stone and boulder, tossing, upheaving, mounting the dam, whose cement wall was now submerged, swept by the milk-white torrent to where had been the boom. The clashing of the logs against that wooden wall was like battering rams against city wall. Then swiftly, as Hilary still ran, he saw the picture dissolve. The wall of logs went down into the cataract, and a column of spray rose higher than the flume, flared funnel* wise and caught the sunlight into prlamatlcally banded hues like a rainbow* and went down. Over the cataract swept the logs, unimpeded now. The river had burst Its chains and spewed Its burdens into the Oulf. Fanllke, the lumber began to spread and stain the gray St Lawrence surface with mottled brown. Hilary reached the waste place beside the mill. The workmen stood there, impotently watching the ruin of their toil. It was the wreck of everything. There could be no hope of building up the boom in the face of that torrent of water until the river was low enough for the closing of the dam gates to keep It pent back. And long before that time the entire lumber load of Rocky river would be in the Oulf. Hilary looked, on in embittered silence. He might as well give up now and go home. Brousseau and Nature had united to thwart him. The workmen had been Joined by the mill hands, who had left their work and hurried down to the boom when the catastrophe occurred. They seemed all to have lost their heads. They were chattering excitedly; Hilary could not understand a word, but Connell started and looked about him. Like many uneducated men. he bad the faculty of getting en rapport with men of other speech. Evidently he had heard something said that pussled and alarmed him. "What Is it?" Hilary asked. "Where's Jean Baptlste?" said Lafe. "I don't know. He set off the dynamite, and that ended his Job. Why?" "Nothing," said Lafe, still glancing about him. Hilary looked at him curiously, but said no more. He began to push his way through the crowd in the direction of the office. He had not invited Lafe to accompany him, but Lafe was at his elbow when he went In, followed him Inside the room, and took a chair beside him. Hilary looked at him with a whimsical smile. "We're finished, Lafe. This affair, coming on top of the canceling of those Jobbers' leases, has ended me." Lafe scratched hla chin, but said nothing to this. "You see," said Hilary, "according to my reckoning we shall have about forty thousand dollars on hand about September first That will last us till Christmas. On the first of the year we shall be up against It We need another sixty thousand to carry us through the winter, till navigation opens and we call sell our cutting. No bank's going to lend us anything with our record." „ "We can ship six thousand cords by December first," said Lafe. "Thirty-five thousand dollar* per baps less." "We could get more out of those river bottoms." suggested Lafe. "And shut down in the middle of March." "As far as I can Me," Lafe blurted out, "you'll be about ten thousand shy, Mr. Askew, assuming things go fairly well. That's why I came here. You see, It's like this. I've got nearly eight thousand in the First National bank at Shoeburyport, Mass. Clarice--Mrs. Connell, that la--wouldn't let me buy her a house on the Installment plan as I wanted to. She said as I'd never know when we'd need the money, and If I couldn't pay up on time they'd get It away from us somehow, no matter what the contract said. It seemed mighty unreasonable to me, Mr. Askew, but I'm glad now--I sure am glad." Lafe," said Hilary, "are yon crasy enough to suppose I'm going to take the money that yon and Mrs. Connell have been saving up for a home, and put It Into this bankrupt concern?" "Oh, shucks!" said Lafe. "Why that ain't nothing. I guess I know a good thing when I see one. I'm loaning It to you, Mr. Askew, at--any rate you want to pay me." "Lafe, you're a fool," said Hilary, trying to keep his voice steady i "Tm tempted. But I'm not going to take it." "Then I guess m take the next boat homer shouted Lafe. "I ain't going to work for a busted concern what's going to leave me stranded up here in midwinter, not drawing a cent and Clarice--my wife--and the kids In Shoeburyport No, sir! You take that or I'll leave. It ain't so crazy as you think. It'll give me an interest in getting the last ounce, out of the men--and I guess Clarice will approve. And when the concern's on its own legs, you--why, you can raise my succeed. We can't fall, Lafe, when we're as much in, earnest as we are. Good Lord, what a despondent fool I've been I" "Same here," said Lafe. "I was Just hopeless, till yon made me see straight" "Why, It was you made' me see straight" said Hilary. "Now, Connell, we'll push things hard from this very minute. We'll start In cutting along the river, and we'll float the logs right down stream to the mill, and we'll keep Dupont and his schooner coming and going till navigation closes, even if we make Riviere Rocheuse look as bare as our bank account was looking Just now. 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Then for the first time the worda of Madeleine Rosny came back to Hilary: "Look to your boom! Look to your boom!" He hung hla head and flushed with shame. It seemed impossible to associate that act of treachery with her. Yet, struggle as he did, her last words haunted him. Trouble, trouble -- and more to coma. wages. "Connell, you're a trump," Said Hilary. "I'll take It Yes, TCI take It bel know mom thst X sm get^g to , * (TO BE CONTINUED.) LIGHT BAYS CARRY SPEECH Operation That Seems Simple Explained by Scientist at a Meeting in London Recently. Speech haa now been dearly transmitted at least a mile and a half on a beam of light. The light telephone depends upon the change in the electric resistance of a selenium cell, and acts through reflection to this cell of an intermittent beam of light from a mica diaphragm vibrated by the voice, the vibrations varying the resistance and reproducing the sounds In a telephone in the circuit with the cell. 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