THE TILLAMOOK
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The KOHLER
Automatic POWER
and LIGHT Plant
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By Edison Marshall
Author of
“The Voice of ths Pack”
Illustrations by Irwin Myers
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SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I.—At the death of his foster
tether Bruce Duncan, in an eastern city.
Scelves a myBterloua message, sent by a
Mrs Ross, summoning him peremptorily
to southern Oregon—to meet "Linda.”
CHAPTER II.—Bruce has vivid but baf-
Sne recollections ot hla childhood in an
orphanage, before his adoption by New­
ton Duncan. with the girl Linda.
CHAPTER III.—At his destination.
Trill's End, news that a message has
been sent to Bruce la received with
marked displeasure by a man Introduced
to the reader as "Simon."
CHAPTER IV.—Leaving the train.
Bruce Is astonished at his apparent fa­
miliarity with the surroundings, though
to his knowledge he has never bewi there.
»
She glanced toward him quickly,
and It was entirely plain that the
quiet tone in his voice had surprised
most* five sections—three ’ thousand
acres—of as rich lahd as was ever
plowed. That tract of land was ac­
As the fire burned down to coals
quired long ago by a family mimesi
and the stars wheeled through the
Ross, and they got It through some
sky, Linda told her story. The two
kind of grant. I can't be definite as
of them were seated In the soft grass
! to the legal aspects of all this story. I
in front of the cabin, and the moon­
They don't matter anyway—only the
light was »on Linda's face as she
results remain.
I
talked. She talked very low at first.
“These Ross men were frontiersmen
I
Indeed there was no need for loud
of the first order. They were virtuous
tones. The whole wilderness world
men too—trusting every one, and oh!
was heavy with silence, and a whls
what strength they had! With their
per carried far. Besides. Bruce was
own hands they cleared away the for­
Just beside her, watching her witl
est and put the land Into rich pasture
narrowed eyes, forgetful of every
and hay and grain. They raised great
thing except her story.
herds of cattle and had flocks of sheep
“I've waited a long time to tell you
too.
this,” she told him. “Of course, when
“It was then that dark days began I
—requires no storage batteries
we were babies together in the or­
for power and light
to come. Another family—headed by
phanage, I didn't even know It. It
the father of the man I call Simon—
—produces standard 110 volt
has taken me a long time since to
migrated here from the mountain dis­
electricity
learn all the details; most of them I
tricts of Oklahoma. But they were
— has a capacity of 1 SOU watts or
got from my aunt, old Elmira, whom
two electrical horsepower
not so ignorant as many mountain
you talked to on the way out. Part
people, and they were 'killers?
Per­
—operates simply at the touch
of it I knew by Intuition, and a Uttle
of any button anywhere on
haps that’s a word you don't know.
of it is still doubtful.
the circuit
Perhaps you didn’t know it existed. A
“You ought to know first how hard
killer Is a man that has killed other
Write for illustrated literature.
I have tried to reach you. Of course,
Come in and see the plant in
men. It Isn’t a hard thing to do at
I didn’t try openly except at first—
operation
all, Bruce, after you are used to it.
the first years after I came here, and
These people were used to It. And
before I was old enough to under­
because they wanted these gTeat lands
stand.” She spoke the last word with
—my own father's home—they began
a curious depth of feeling and a per­
to kill the Rosses.
ceptible hardness about her lips and
“At first they made no war on the
eyes. “I remembered Just two things.
Edgers. The Folgers, you must know,
That the man who had adopted you Perhaps the Faintest Flicker of Ad­ were good people, too. honest to the
was Newton Duncan; one of the
miration Camo Into Her Eyes.
last penny. They were connected, by
nurses at the asylum told me that.
marriage only, to the Roes family.
her.
Perhaps
the
faintest
flicker
And I remembered the name of the
CHIROPRACTIC
They were on our side clear through.
admiration
came
into
her
eyes.
city where he had taken you.
At the beginning of the feud the head
THE
BETTER WAT TO
“He tried to stop you, did he? Of I of the Folger family was Just a young
“You must understand the difficul­
HEALTH
ties I worked under. There is no course he would. And you came, any- man. newly married. And he had a
way.
I
May
heaven
bless
you
for
it.
rural free delivery up here, you know,
son after a while.
Bruce. Our mall Is sent from and Bruce!" She leaned toward him, ap-
“The newcomers called It a feud.
“And forgive me what I
delivered to the little post office at pealing,
But It wasn’t a feud—It was simply
said.
”
Martin’s store —over fifteen miles
murder. Oh. yes, we killed some of
Bruce «fared at her In amazement. them. Folger and my father and all
from here. And some one member of
a certain family that lives near here He could hardly realize thnt this was bis kin united against them, making a
Graduate nurse in attendance
goes down every week to get the mall the same voice that had been so torn great clan—but they were nothing in
211 Tlllamoc’ Building
with
passion
a
moment
before.
In
an
for the entire district.
strength compared to the usurpers.
,
Both Phones
“At first—and that was before I instant all her hardness was gone, Simon himself was Just a boy when
really understood—I wrote you many and the tenderness of a sweet and It began. But he grew to be the great­
letters and gave them to one of this wholesome nature had taken Its place. est power, the leader of the enemy
family to mall for me. I was Just a He felt a curioua warmth stealing clan before he was twenty-one.
child then, you must know, and I over him.
"You must know, Bruce, that iny
“They meant what they said, Bruce. own father held the land. But he WHS
lived In the same house with these
people.
They were Just baby let­ Believe me, If those men can do no so generous that hla brothers who
ters from—from Llnda-Tinda to Bwov­ other thing, they can keep their word. helped him farm It hardly reulized
aboo—letters about the deer and the They didn't Jtfst threaten death to that possession was In his name. And
berries and the squirrels—and all the me. I could have run the risk of that. father was a dead shot. It took a
HERE is always something
Badly as I wanted to make them pay long time before they could kill him.”
wild things that lived up here.”
mighty good waiting for you to
gladly
before
I
died,
I
would
have
“Berries!’’ Bruce cried. “I had some
The coldness that had come over
her words did not In the least hide her •at—tender route, delicious vegeta­
on the way up." His tone wavered, run that risk.
“You are amazed at the free way I depth of feeling. She gazed moodily bles nerved in the moat appltlzlng
and he seemed to be speaking far
away. “I had some once—long ago.” speak of death. The girls you know, Into the dnrkne88 and spoke almost In ways, creamy, fluffy potatoes,
"Yes. You will understand, soon. tn the city, don’t even know the word. a monotone.
“But Simon—Just a boy then—and piquant salads and dainty deserts.
I didn't understand why you didn't They don’t know what It means. They
Have breakfast, lunah or
answer my letters. I understand now, don't understand the sudden end of Dave, hla brother, and the others of
the light—th« darkness—the cold— them kept after ua like so many
dinner with us. Ton’ll ba
though. You never got them."
“No. I never got them. But there the awful fear that It Is! It’s a real­ wolves. There was no escap«. Th«
delighted with the excel­
are several Duncans in my city. They ity here, something to fight against only thing we could do was to light
lent food, the quick ser­
every hour of every day. There are back—and that was the way we
might have gone astray?’
vice, unfailing
eourteny
A man can hat«,
“They went astray—but It was Be­ Just three things to do tn the moun- learned to hate.
and unusally reasonable
love
and
bate.
tains
—
to
live
and
Bruce, when he is fighting for hla
fore they ever reached the post office.
prices.
They were never mailed, Bruce. I There’s no softness, There’s no mld- home. He can learn It very wall when
he sees his brother fall dead, or hie
was to know why, later. Even then die ground.” She smiled grimly.
“I’ve lived with death, and I've father—or a stray bullet hit his wlf«.
it was part of the plan that I should
never get In communication with you heard of it, and I’ve seen it all my A woman can learn It, too, as old El­
again—that you would be lost to me life. If there hadn’t been any other mira did, when she finds b«r son’s
way, I would have seen it In the dra­ body In the dead leave«. There was
forever.
I
“When I got older, I tried other mas of the wild creatures that go on no law here to stop It The little sem­
tacks. I wrote to the asylum, enclos­ around me all th* time. You’ll get blance of law that was In ths valleys
ing a letter to you. But those letters down to case« here, Bruce—or else below regsrded it ss a blood-feud, and
you’ll run away.
These men said didn't bother Itself about it. Besldea—
were not mailed, either.
“Now we can skip a long time. I they'd do worse things to me than at first we were too proud to call for
grew up. I knew everything at last kill me—and I didn't dare take the help. And after our numbers were
few. the trails were watched—and
•nd no longer lived with the family risk.
I mentioned before. I came here, to
“But once or twice I was able to those who tried to go down Into the
this old house—and made it decent get word to old Elmira—the only ally valleys—never got there.
"One after another the Roasee were
to live in. I cut my own wood for my I had left. She was of the true breed.
fuel except when one of the men Bruce.
You’ll call her a hag, bat killed, and I needn't make It any
tried to please me by cutting it for she's a woman to be reckoned with. worse for you than I can help—by
me. I wouldn't use It at first. Oh. She could bate too—worse than s telling of each killing. Enough tp say
Bruce—I wouldn’t touch it!"
she-rattlesnake hates the man that that at last no one was left except
Her face was fto longer lovely, it killed her mate—and hating Is all a few old men whoee eyes were too
was drawn with terrible passions. that’s kept her alive.
You shrink dim to shoot straight, and my own
But she quieted at once.
when I say the word.
Maybe you father. And I was a baby then—Just
“At last I saw plainly that I was a won’t shrink when Fm done.
bom.
“Then one night my father—«eel ng
little, fool—that all they would do for
“This old woman tried to get tn
me. the better off I was. At first, I communication with every stranger the fate that was coming down upon
almost starved to death because I that visited the hills. You see. Bruce, them—took the last course to defeat
wouldn’t use the food that they sent she couldn’t write, herself. And ths them. Matthew Folger—a connection
me. I tried to grub It out of the hills. one time I managed to get a written by marriage—was still alive. Simon's
But I came to It at last. But, Bruce, message down to her. telling her to clan hadn't attacked him yet. He had
there were many things I didn't come give it to the first stranger to mall— no share In the land, but instead lived
to. Since I learned the truth, I have one of my enemies got it away from in this house I live In now. He had
never given one of them a smile ex­ her. I expected to die that night. I a few cattle and some pasture land
cept in scorn, not a word that wasn't wasn't going to be alive when the farther down the Divide. There had
a word of hate.
clan came. The only reason I didn't been no purpose In killing him. He
“You are a city man, Bruce. You was because Simon—the greatest of hadn’t been worth the extra bullet.
“One night my father left me asleep I
It them all and the one I hate the most-
don't know what hate means.
doesn’t live in the cities, But It lives kept his clan from coming. He had and stole through the forests to talk
to him. They made an agreement. I
up here. Believe me, If you ever be- bls own reasons.
have pieced It out. a little at a tlihe.
lleved anything—that it lives up here.
“From then on she had to depend
The most bitter and the blackest hate on word of mouth. But at last—Just My father deeded all his land to Fol­
—from birth until death! It burns a few weeks ago—she found a man ger.
"I can understand now. The enemy
out the heart, Bruce.
But I don’t that knew you. And It Is your story
clan pretended it was a blood-feud
know that I can make you under­ from now on.”z
only—and that It was fair war to kill
stand."
They were still a little while. Bruce
She paused, and Bruce looked away anise and threw more wood on the the Rosaes. Although my father knew
their real aim was to obtain the land,
Into the pine forest. He believed the fire.
he didn't think they would dare kill
girl. He knew that this grim land
“It's only the beginning,” he said.
Matthew Folger to get It. He knew
was the home of direct and primitive
“And you want me to tell you all?”
that he himself would fall, sooner or
emotions. Such things as mercy and she asked hesitantly.
later, but he thought that to kill Fol­
remorse were out ot place In the
"Of course. Why did I come here?”
ger would show their cards—and thgt
game trails where the wolf pack
“You won’t believe me when I say
would be too much, even for Simon's
hunted the deer.
that I’m almost sorry I sent for you."
people.
He
But he didn't know,
“When the>- knew how I hated She spoke si most breathlessly.
“I
hadn't foreseen to what lengths they
them,” she went on, “they began to didn't know thst it would be like this.
would go.”
watch me. And once they knew that That you would come with a smile on
Braes lsansd forward.
“So they
I had fully understood the situation, your face and a light In your eyes,
killed—Matthew Folger?" he asked.
I was no longer allowed to leave this looking for happlneaa
And Instead
He didn't know that hla face had
There are only two of happiness—to find all this!”
Uttle valley.
gone suddenly stark whit«, and that I
trails, Brace. One goes to Elmira's
She stretched out her arms to ths a carious glitter had come to hla eyea
cabin on the way to the store. The forests,
Brace understood her per- He spoke breathlessly. For th« name
With fectly. She did not mean the woods
other encircles the mountain.
—Matthew F&lger—called up vagus
all their numbers. it was easy te keep In the literal sense, She meant the
memories that seemed io reveal great
watch of those tralla. And they told primal emotions that were their spirit.
truths to him. Th« girl smiled grimly.
me what they would do If they found
“To know the rest, you've got to go
“Let me go on. My father deeded
me trying to go past"
back a whole generation. Bruce, have rolger th« land.
Th« deed was to
’•You don’t mean—they threatened you heard of the terrible blood feuds
go on record so that all the world
you?"
that the mountain families sometimes would know that Folger owned It, and
Thmuth, tompitu »>ui friluallourm in
She threw back het bead and have?”
if th« elan killed him It eras plainly
Civil, Eleetneal, Merbsnical, Mining and
laughed, but the sound had no Joy in
“Of course. Many times.”
for th« purpose« of greed alone But
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It
"Threatened!
If you think
“These mountains of Trail's End there was also a eecret agreement-
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threats are common up here, you are have been the scene of ss deadly a
drawn up In black and whit« and to
frit
likuuUn t it IV tu
a greener tenderfoot than ever I took blood-feud as was ever known In the
Student« get pr»< rice while kerning.
be kept hidden for twenty-one years.
you for. Bruce, the law up here ia West. And for once, the wrong was
y L'inrrtUy Cturn in ali teehnx«l«M
In this agreement. Folger promised te
the law of force. The etrongeet wins all on one side.
imi» i>»«r-engrBn>r.i tn fulicxnirae men High
return to me—the only living heir of
The weakest dies Walt till you see
•ebool men can irmpke* our en«>neenag
“A few miles from here there la a the Roeaee—the lands acquired by the
Simon
You'll understand then—and
louraea is 14 month« «nanl«tudy undie ow
wonderful valley, where a stream deed. la reality, he was only bolding
you'll shake In your shoes.”
flows. There Is not much tillable land them in trust for me. and was to re­ ■«tenure methode. Send hr free catalog.
u zelr'erW« Celeg« gf Fagkeaetag
The words grated upon him. yet he la these meuntalns. Brace, but there,
turn them when I was tweoty-ooe.
didn't reaent them.
“I’ve seen SI I
IMuteUte» Ite
OAKUM CALW
I
along that Util«, stream, tber«. an al- In case at my Cathars death. F jger
mon." be told_ber
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CHAPTER IX
Strength
of the Pines
HEADLIGHT
CHAPTER V.—Obedient to the message.
Bruce makes his way to Martin's cross­
road« Store, for direction ae to reaching
Mrs. Ross' cabin.
.
CHAPTER VI.—On the way, "Simon’’
•tsmiy warns him to give up hla quest
and return East. Bruce refuses.
CHAPTER VII.—Mrs. Ross, aged and
infirm, welcomes him with emotion. She
hastens him on hla way—the end of "Pine-
Needle Trail.”
first time he began to despair, feeling
that another night of overpowering
impatience must be spent before he
could reach Trail's End. The stars
began to push through the darkening
sky. Then, fainter than the gleam of
a firefly, he saw the faint light of a
far distant ?amp fire.
His heart bounded. He knew what
was there. It was the end of the
trail at last. And It guided him the
rest of the way. When he reached
the top of a little rise in the trail, the
whole scene was laid out In mystery
below him.
The fire had been built at the door
of a mountain house—a log structure
•of perhaps four rooms. The firelight
played In Its open doorway. Some­
thing beside It caught his attention,
and Instinctively he followed It with
bls eyes until It ended In an Incred­
ible region of the stars. It was a
great pine tree, the largest he had
ever seen—seemingly a great sentinel
, over all the land.
But the sudden awe that came over
him at the sight of It was cut short
by the sight of a girl’s figure in the
firelight. Ha had an instant’s sense
that he had come to the wilderness’
heart at last, that this tall tree was
Its symbol, that If he could under­
stand the eternal watch that It kept
over this mountain world, he would
bare an understanding of all things—
but all these thoughts were submerged
tn the realisation that he had come
back to Linda at last,
He had known how the mountains
would seem. All that ha had beheld
today was Just the recurrence of
things beheld long ago. Nothing had
seemed different from what he had
expected; rather he had a sense that
a lost world had been returned to him,
and it was almost as if he had never
been away. But the girl In the flre­
light did not answer in the least de­
gree the picture he had carried of
Linda.
He remembered her as a blond­
headed little girl with Irregular fea­
tures and a rather unreasonable al­
lowance of homeliness. All the way
he had thought of her as a baby sis­
ter—not as a woman in her flower.
For a long second he gazed at her In
speechless amazement.
Her hair was no longer blond.
True, It had peculiar red lights when
the firelight shone through It; but he
knew by the light of day it q-ould be
deep brown. He remembered her as
an awkward little thing that wgs
hardly able to keep her feet under
her. This tall girl had the wilderness
grace—which is the grace of a deer
and only blind eyea cannot see It He
dimly knew that she wore a khaki­
colored skirt and a simple blouse of
white tied with a blue scarf. Her
arms were bare tn the fire's gleam.
And there was a dark beauty about
her face that simply could not be
denied. ”
She came toward him, and her
hands were open before her. And her
Ups trembled. Bruce could see them
In the firelight.
It was a strange meeting. The Äre-
light gave It a tone of unreality, and
the whole forest world seemed to
pause in its whispered business as if
to watch. It was as If they had been
brought face to face by the mandate«
of an Inexorable destiny.
"So you've come?” the girl said.
The words were spoken unusually
•oft, scarcely above a whisper; but
they were Inexpressibly vivid to
Brace. They told first of a boundless
ralief and Joy at his coming. But
more than that. In these deep vibrant
tones was the expression of an un­
quenchable life and spirit.
Every
Ober of the body lived in the fullest
sense; he knew this fact the instant
that she spoke.
She smiled at him. ever so quietly.
“Bwovaboo," she said, recalling the
name by which she called him la bar
babyh-Hid. “you've come to Linda."
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