ind that your right of way trespasses on Colonel Ward's
telephone location. In this confusion of locations, you will see the
advisability of suspending operations until the matter can be referred
to the courts."

"There is room for Colonel Ward's telephone and for our railroad, too,"
he retorted. "If we are compelled to remove any poles, we'll replace
them."

Of course Parker did not know that the telephone-line was, in fact, only
Colonel Ward's private line, and after the taking by the railroad was
on the location wholly without right. But that was a matter for his
superiors, and not for him.

"Another point that I fear you have not noted. Colonel Ward's telephone
wires are affixed to trees, and your men are preparing to cut down these
same trees in clearing your right of way. You see it can't be done, Mr.
Parker."

There was an unmistakable sneer in the lawyer's tones. Parker's anger
mounted to his cheeks.

"I'm no lawyer," he cried, "but I have been assured by our counsel that
I have the right to build a railroad here, and I reckon he knows! I've
been told to build this railroad and, Mr. Attorney, I'm going to build
it. I've been told to have it completed by a certain time, and I haven't
days and weeks to spend splitting hairs in court."

"No, I see you're not much of a lawyer!" jeered the other. "Mr. Parker,
you may as well take your plaything," pointing to the engine, "and
trundle it along home."

"We'll see about that!" Parker snatched an ax from the nearest man. "Mr.
Lawyer, you may _go_ back to the city and fight your legal points with
the man my principals hire for that purpose, and enjoy yourself as much
as you can. In the meantime I'll be building a railroad. Men, those
trees are to come down at once." He began to hack at a tree with great
vigor.

The choppers, encouraged by his firm attitude, promptly moved forward
and began to use their axes.

"The club you must use, Colonel, is an injunction," advised the
crestfallen lawyer after he had watched operations a few moments. Ward
was swearing violently. "I'll have one here in twenty-four hours."

The irate lumberman whirled on his counsel.

"Get out of here!" he snarled. "Your injunction would prob'ly be like
the law you've handed out here to-day. You said you'd stop him, but you
haven't."

"There's no law for a fool!" snapped the attorney.

"Get along with your law!" roared Ward. "I was an idiot ever to fuss
with it or depend on it. 'Tain't a