THE MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, ORUOpy, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 12:1, 1!)0D. The Riverman By Stewart Edward White Author of "THE BLAZED TRAIL" A Story of a Strong Man in the Lumbering Camps of the Great North west All the Strength of a Rex Beach Story, all the Excitement of a McCutcheon Story, yet with the Touch of Nature that Only Stewart Edward White Can Gire. iRIPPING from BEGINNING to END onw of lmiiliormcn finingou' nlmut two tiros ut tin upper end of tin' poml--UlU' because of tlit' strong adverse wind tn:d tln unexpected weakness of t!n current, wliMi litttl,-arrested tin IVogless I'f tin r Miousitids of logs, Suddenly n nHir usiiiy appeared nnmiid n rt"er I i-int. Ill i p'crcss was Jerky nml i' urn-en rlsfas mvonl Ins as t'te I I i, l.v i "m slion runs, lirif v n rhott.rti g ie Finally tie stt'iii.tl nt'i 'iv Hi t lu'l'iw Pilio camp, stumped ij ret ls n iH.v fnn of water nml nppi"i lied tin group nnmiid tlie cooking tire The newcomer was. n uutn some where about thirty yours of ago. toilunly liullt. big of bono, compact Ju 'hulk. Ills fueo whs tnirlvr Jolly mul reddened rather thnti ti. M ly long exposure, pair of twinkling blue eyes ami n humorously oiiirked mouth redeemed, his oouutonnm'o from com nionplacono.ss. "Well. Imjs, ho ro; marked ut Inst In a rolll'klnu bis voice. "I'm glad to see the situation hasn't spoiled your appetites" Tom North. In ehar.e of the lutnbwr men. rose, lie nml the uewoimii'r. who was Jack Onle. hl prlnelpal, saunter ed to the water's edge, where they Mood for n m unto ooktnc at the loss mid the rutlled expanse Of water lie low. "It's a pity that old niosjbuck had to put In n mill." said Onle. "Tito water was slack eiioush before, bur now there seems to bo no current nt nil." "Case of wait for the wind." nsreod Tom North. "Old Only will bo red headed. Ho must bo about out of loss at the mill, und I expect Johnson's drive will bo down on our roar most any time." "ltrs there nlready. I.et'8 go take a look." susses toil Onle. They picked their way around the edge of the (Kind to the site of the new mill. "Sluice open all right," commented Onle. Onle walked out on the structure and looked down on the smooth water rushing through. "Ought to make n draw," he reflect ed. Then ho laughed. "Tom. look here," he called. "Climb down and take n squint at this." The sluice. Instead of beddlns nt the natural channel of the river had boon built a good six feet above thai level; so that, uvea with the gates wide open, a "head" of six feet was retained In the slack water of tho pond. "No wonder wo couldn't get a draw," said Ordo. "Let's hunt u p old W h a t's hta name and bare a powwow." "Ills name U plain Heed," ei plained North. 'Ton (nimi'' ." "There he comes I'iwn, mlil hrxif now." The owner of the dam Napped Into view ni a lank and lengthy white hair ed Individual dressed In loose, long clothes and wearing atop a battered old plug bar. "You haven't been square." said Orde. "You nren't letting us get our logs out." "How so?" snapped tho owoert bis thin Hps tightening. j,' followed by the reluctant North, h ' walked away I Chapter 2 T UK next uturnlng dawned clear and breathless As soon as tin , wind died the loss hud begun I to drift slowly out Into the open water The surface of the pond was Covered with the scattered timbers tloatlns Idly. After a few .tnoniotils the clank of the bars and ratchet vvns hoard as two of the men raised tho heavy sluice gate on the dam. Four more had by this time Joined tli" old man. "Well, Mr. Heed, stop nml think what this means," returned Onle. "No logi iiumuis no lumbur. Tlint Is bankruptcy for a good many who liavo contracts to fulllll. And no logs means tho mills must close. Thousands of men will bo thrown out of their Jobs, mid a good many of them will go hungry. Ami with the stream full of the old' cutting, that moans less to do next winter In the woods-umio men thrown out. (lot- I tins out a season's cut with the Hood water Is a pretty serious matter to a groat many people, ami If you Insist on holding us up hero In this slack water the situation will soon become alarming." The old man brought to earth the front logs of his chair with a thump "Ami If the whole kit nml caboodle said he. "It Mm !., ,.. lw, Im.l mU.xl flu. -n., 1 " je "Wineu "UUIKlHi and all together, armed with Ions pike ! h" x" lw 'wini"Whp word , ,r . .. , . 7 . of thy prophet who says: 'So will I jh1os. walked ou on the funnel shaped I )(, J v booms that should concentrate the tog Into tho chute. Here they prodded forward the few timbers within roach and waited patiently for more Jack Orde wandered back and forth over the work, his hands clasped be hind his back, a short pipe clinched iK'twoon Ids tooth To the edge of tho drive he rode tho togs, then took to the bank and strolled down to the dam. Meeting Tom North's troubled glance, he grinned broadly "Told you we'd have Johnson on our nocks." ho remarked. Jerking bis thumb up river toward a rapidly approaching figure, Thli soon defined Itself ns n tall In dividual with a choleric blue eye. "What In hades Is the matter here?" he yelled. "We're right at your rear, and they shall bereave thee, and pes tilence mid blood shall pass thi-oiiuh thee, and I will bring the sword upon thoc. 1 tho Lord have spoken It!" An. I don't forset that Ye that nuiko of Hod's smllln' laud waste pluses ami a wilderness by your own folly shall ye perish." Orde whirled on Ills heel. The young man, who sat an Interest ed spectator, anise and Joined him Ho was a very slender youus man. with a shrewd, thin face, steel graj eyes. "Walt n minute." said the young fellow. "Have you any objections to my hnnslng nroiiml a little to watch the work My name Is No wmark Jo soph Newmark. I'm out In this coun try a good deal for my health. This thing Interests mo." ".lure." replied Orde, putxlod, "Look all you want to. The scenery's free," "Yes Hut can you put me up?" "Oh. as far as I'm concerned." agreed Onle heartily "Hut," with one of his ciuitasloiis chuckle. "I'm only river Imihs Yoifll have to tlx It up Uojllfcd hi plate ami walked across ton vacant place Hero he found liliu e,ir ii'ikt to Nowumrk. "Hollo!" ho greeted that young man, 'Tlxcd II with the doctor all right?" "Yes," replied Nownmrk. "thanks, I think 1 ought to toll you that the slier Iff In not nt Spruce Itaplds, but tit the village-expecting trouble." Orde roared In delight "Hoys." he called, "old Plug Hat's got tho sheriff right utimly Has ho n pose'" Inquired Onle of Nownmrk "I didn't see any, but 1 hoard that the governor hud been advised to hold troops In readiness," At last Orde's face cleared, and he slapped down his tin plate violently "I have It I" he cried aloud Ho Instructed n half dozen men to provide themselves with saws, axes, picks mid shovels nndunrch toward the milt, When near the structure tho river man saw the lank, black II sure of the mill owner mount a bony old horse ami clatter away Into the forest. Onto rapidly designated ten uieu of his crew "You niako things hum. Hot ns much done as you can before tho sheriff comes, ami when that slier IT ciiinos I want you to go peaceably. Understand?" "Cave In? .Not uiucli!" cried l'urdy. "See here," and Orde drew them aside In i-irnest conversation. When he had Mulshed he clapped each of them on the back, and nil moved otT, hiuuliltig, to the dam. "Now, boys," he commanded tho others, "no row without orders. If there's going to bo n light I'll give the word." The chopplnc crew descended to the bottom of tho sluice, the gate of which had been shut, and began Imuicdlately to chop awsy at the apron, The work had continued nearly an hour when Onle commanded the fifty or mon' Idlers bsck to camp The sheriff will bo hero pretty quick now," "And leave them to fight alono7 with the doctor-the cook. I mean." he ( (jness not." grumbled a tall, burly In explained, as Newmark looked puxsled. j dividual, When a rough, sturdy, man mastering lumber driver, boss of the lawless "river jacks," starts eat io win the heart and hand of mn aristocratic young woman of eastern wealth and fashion, in teresting things are apt to hap. jwn. They do happen, as read era of this story will agree. Jack Orde is the type of man who ha gone into the American wilder nesses and reclaimed them from themselves, from lawbrcaking and debauchery. The brilliant au thora descriptions ot tho battles between man and nature and between man and man in the tum tetncje of the great north west set one's blood a-tingle. They show that man is superman when courage swells his heart. 1 And the wooing and winning oj j Carroll Bishop by Jack Ordo supply captivating romance that cannot Jail to charm, T IIE time was and tho placo river above a tnlnatlng In a the year 1872 a bend In the long pond ter dnm. Beyond this dam and on a Oat lnwer than It stood a two story mill structure A "That sluice Is a good six foot too high." "Is that spr cried the old man ex cltedly. "Well. I'm giving you nil the Jaw gives you, and that's the natural flow of the river, and not a thing more will you get." Somewhat nHtonlshed at this out break, the two rlvermon stood for a moment staring nt the old man. ThulJ a steely glint crept Into Ordo's fnmk bluo eye And the corners of his mouth tightened. "W want no trouble with you. Mr. Reed," said Ordo. "But this Is the only dam od the river wth sluices built up that way. and I do know that we'll never ge those logs out ff we don't get more' draw on the water. Good day " "By tour oicn folly htll Vt pcrtii.1 and you ain't even made a start get tLn' through this dam! We'll lose the water next!" "Keep your shirt on." advised Onle. "If you want these logs pushed any faster, do It yourself" "If yon can't get out logs, why do you ti!:o the Jub'-" manil Johnson "If you hang my drive, blank you. you'll catch It for damages! I toll you our mills need logs, and, what's more, they're a-goln' to git them!" He departed In n nimble of rltupera tt?u, Orde found tho old mill owner occu pying a chair tilted back against ths wall of the building. Ills milled plug hat wue thrust, as usual, well away from his high and narrow forehead. He was whittling a pine stick, which he hojd pointing down between his spread liHAos, anu conversing animat edly with n young fellow occupying an other chair at his side. "I want to talk this matter over," Orde legan. "We can't afford to hnng up the drive, and the water Is going down every day We've got to hove more water. I'll toll you whjjt we'll do: If you'll let us cut down the new bIH we'll renla'-e It In god shape when we gel all our logs through." "No, sir!" "Well, we'll give you something for the privilege. What do you think Is fair?" "I tell you I'll glvo you your legal rights and not a cent more," replied "You'll find him at camp." In the center of the stream the work had been gradually stowing down to a standstill with the subsidence of the (lrst rush of water after the sluice galu was oncd Tom North, leaning grscefully against the shaft of a oavy. looked up eagerly as Onle op pnisohed "Is It peace or war?" "War." replied Onle briefly. Chapter 5 "Am I bossing this drive?" demand ed Onle , The riverman growled. .Smack, smack, sounded Ordr's flits, The man went down In n heap, tiut immediately rebounded to hi feet. Onto sclgcd n peavy and stood with the murderous wcnMu upraised. "I.le down, you hound, or I'll brain you!" he roared at the lop of his great Voice. The man crouched, breathless. "Man h!" commanded Orde "You're through." The man sullenly arose and slouch ed away. Tho other men turned to the trail, leiivliii flu, ln nt Hit- liili-.t WIiimi ' wtthln the fringe of the brush Orde I called n halt. "Now. boys," be commanded, "squat down nml lay low. If tight would do any good you know mighty well I'd I tlslit, And the boys won't be In Jail this moment tho cook stepped " lBer than It tukos to gel n wire into vuw and sent ..cross, the , '.t "fi water s long, vrelrd and not un- T n,., ,helr nine, and settl.nl musical cry The men at once,llrtwa to on nj0nient of the sltua begun slowly to drift In the direction (Ion. of the camp. There, when the tin ( a half hour elapsed beforo thrt slttl- A plates had all hcoh tilled. Orde addrese ed them, "Hoys," said he, "the old mossback has built up the sill of that gate until we can't get a draw on the water, and he refuse to give, lend or sell us the right io cut her out. Now, we've got to got those logs out Johnny 81ms, what's the aniwer?" "Cut her out." grinned Sims "Co'rrect, replied Orde. with a chuckle, "Hut It's against the law to Interfere with another man's prop erty." This was so obviously humorous In Intent that It only reception consisted of more grins from everybody "The nearer sheriff's nt Hpruce Itapld," commented some one philo sophically "W" have sixty men, nil told." said Orde "Wo ought to be able to carry It throiish," of Ion developed further. Then Tom North's friend Jim, who had gathered his long figure on the top of a stump. uiiclasHsl his knees and remarked that old Plus Hat was back. Th men peered cautiously through ; the brush They saw Heed, nccompa , nlcd by the sheriff, approach the dam. 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