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 fight. McPherson interceded and I allowed him to stay. Now he wants to jump that job, it seems. By the time you struck Kennebago stream he would be wanting to return.”

“I’d never want to turn back,” cried Stanley. “I’d die first.”

“Which would inconvenience Whitten. Return to the gang, or get your time,” coldly directed Hatton.

Stanley’s eyes filled and his heart seemed as if it would burst. Then he wheeled and walked back to the manager, his face strained and his eyes feverish. “If I can give you one practical idea which you will adopt, will you let me make the cruise?” he asked in a hoarse voice.

Hatton’s first impulse was to repulse him harshly; but he changed his mind and in a sneering tone replied, “If you can give any idea that I will adopt you may make the trip. If you don’t give me such an idea you take your time and hunt a new job. I can’t afford to have young men around of your importance. You must make good your bluff, or clear out. What is this wonderful idea of yours?”

“Ever since Bub pitched into me last night for not using my eyes and brains, even in loading pulp and lumber, I’ve been thinking and