Part 94 (1/2)

”It appears as though the lands were 'colonized,'” said Bob; ”or, at least, such of them as were not bought from the bank.”

”I guess you boys have a new brand of slang,” confessed Welton.

”Why, I mean the tract was taken direct from many small holders in hundred-and-sixty-acre lots,” explained Bob.

Welton stared at him.

”Well, will you tell me how in blazes you were going to get together a piece of timber big enough to handle in any other way?” he demanded at last. ”All one firm could take up by itself was a quarter section, and you're not crazy enough to think any concern could afford to build a plant for the sake of cutting that amount! That's preposterous! A man certainly has a right under the law to sell what is his to whom-ever he pleases.”

”But the 'colonists,'” said Bob, ”took up this land merely for the purpose of turning it over to the company. The intention of the law is that the timber is for the benefit of the original claimant.”

”Well, it's for his benefit, if he gets paid for it, ain't it?” demanded Welton ingenuously. ”You can't expect him to cut it himself.”

”That is the intent of the law,” insisted Bob, ”and that's what I'll be called upon to do. What shall I do about it?”

”Quit the game!” said Welton, promptly and eagerly. ”You can see yourself how foolish it is. That crew of young squirts just out of school would upset the whole property values of the state. Besides, as I've just shown you, it's foolish. Come on back in a sensible business.

We'd get on fine!”

Bob shook his head.

”Then go ahead; bring your case,” said Welton. ”I don't mind.”

”I do,” said Bob. ”It looks like a strong case to me.”

”Don't bring it. You don't need to report in your evidence as you call it. Just forget it.”

”Even if I were inclined to do so,” said Bob, ”I wouldn't be allowed.

Baker would force the matter to publicity.”

”Baker,” repeated Welton; ”what has he got to do with it?”

”It's in regard to the lands in the Basin. He took them up under the mineral act, and plainly against all law and decency. It's the plainest case of fraud I know about, and is a direct steal right from under our noses.”

”I think myself he's skinning things a trifle fine,” admitted Welton; ”but I can't see but what he's complied with the law all right. He don't have any right to that timber, I'll agree with you there; but it looks to me like the law had a hole in it.”

”If he took that land up for other purposes than an honest intention to mine on it, the t.i.tle might be set aside,” said Bob.

”You'd have a picnic proving anything of the sort one way or another about what a man intends to do,” Welton pointed out.

”Do you remember one evening when Baker was up at camp and was kicking on paying water tolls? It was about the time Thorne first came in as Supervisor, and just before I entered the Service.”

”Seems to me I recall something of the sort.”

”Well, you think it over. Baker told us then that he had a way of beating the tolls, and mentioned this very scheme of taking advantage of the mineral laws. At the time he had a notion of letting us in on the timber.”

”Sure! I remember!” cried Welton.

”Well, if you and I were to testify as to that conversation, we'd establish his intent plainly enough.”