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"This is my assistant, Mr. Orde," said Welton. "How are the sheep coming on? Mr. Leejune," he told Bob, "rents the grazing in our timber." "Et is not coming," stated Lejeune with a studied calm. "Plant he riffuse permit to cross." "Permit to what?" asked Welton. "To cross hees fores', gov'ment fores'. I can' get in here widout cross gov'ment land. I got to get permit from Plant. Plant he riffuse."
Leejune." Bob took his first lesson in Western riding behind Lejeune and his stolid mule. He had ridden casually in the East, as had most young men of his way of life, but only enough to make a fair showing on a gentle and easy horse. His present mount was gentle and easy enough, but Bob was called upon to admire feats of which a Harlem goat might have been proud.
Bobby, that was a fool move, certainly; but I couldn't turn Leejune down after I'd agreed to graze him." "How about these lumber contracts?" suggested Bob. "We've got to straighten this matter out," said Welton soberly. He returned a long telegram to Congressman Orde in Washington, and himself interviewed Plant.
"Lucky, your friend Baker's power project is only four miles away; we can use his 'phone." But at the edge of town they met Lejeune. "I got de ship in pasture," he told Bob. "But hees good for not more dan one wik." "Look here, Leejune," said Welton. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to look up another range for this summer. Of course, we'll pay any loss or damage in the matter.
"I am Peter Lejeune," said the newcomer, announcing one of those hybrid names so common among the transplanted French and Basques of California. "I have de ship." "Oh, yes," said Welton rising and going forward to offer his hand. "Come up and sit down, Mr. Leejune." The hairy man "tied his mule to the ground" by dropping the end of the reins, and mounted the two steps to the verandah.
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