"Well," responded the lady, "you"re a signature, anyway; and we want as many as we can get. But we"ll proceed to business. Will you state our views, Mr. Hardie?"
The man began quietly, and George was favorably impressed by him. He had a pleasant, sun-burned face, and a well-knit but rather thin figure, which suggested that he was accustomed to physical exertion.
As he could not afford a horse, he made long rounds on foot to visit his scattered congregation, under scorching sun and in the stinging frost.
"There are four churches in Sage b.u.t.te, but I sometimes fear that most of the good they do is undone in the pool room and the saloons," he said. "Of the latter, one cannot, perhaps, strongly object to the Queen"s."
"One should always object to a saloon," Mrs. Nelson corrected him.
Hardie smiled good-humoredly.
"After all, the other"s the more pressing evil. There"s no doubt about the unfortunate influence of the Sachem."
"That"s so," Grant agreed. "When I first came out from Ontario, there wasn"t a loafer in the town. When the boys were through with their day"s job, they had a quiet talk and smoke and went to bed; they came here to work. Now the Sachem bar"s full of slouchers every night, and quite a few of them don"t do anything worth speaking of in the daytime, except make trouble for decent folks. If the boys try to put the screw on a farmer at harvest or when he has extra wheat to haul, you"ll find they hatched the mischief at Beamish"s saloon. But I"ve no use for giving those fellows tracts with warning pictures."
"That," said Mrs. Nelson, "is by no means what we intend to do."
"I"m afraid that admonition hasn"t had much effect, and I agree with Mr. Grant that the Sachem is a gathering place for doubtful characters," Hardie went on. "What"s worse, I"ve reasons for supposing that Beamish gets some of them to help him in supplying the Indians on the reservation with liquor."
This was a serious offense, and there was a pause, during which Edgar glanced meaningly at George. Then he made a pertinent remark.
"Four churches to two saloons is pretty long odds. Why do you think it needful to call in the farmers?"
Hardie looked troubled, but he showed that he was honest.
"The churches are thinly attended; I"m the only resident clergyman, and I"m sorry I must confess that some of our people are indifferent: reluctant, or perhaps half afraid, to interfere. They want a clear lead; if we could get a big determined meeting it might decide the waverers."
"Then you"re not sure of winning?" asked Grant.
"No," replied Hardie. "There"ll be strong and well-managed opposition; in fact, we have nearly everything against us. I"ve been urged to wait, but the evil"s increasing; those against us are growing stronger."
"If you lose, you and your friends will find the b.u.t.te pretty hot. But you feel you have a chance, a fighting chance, and you mean to take it?"
"Yes."
"Then I"m with you,"" Grant declared with a grim smile. "Don"t mistake me: I take my gla.s.s of lager when I feel like it--there"s some right here in the house--but, if it"s needful, I can do without. I"m not going into this thing to help you in preaching to whisky-tanks and toughs--it"s the law I"m standing for. If what you suspect is going on, we"ll soon have our colts rebranded and our calves missing. We have got to clean out Beamish"s crowd."
"Thanks," said Hardie, with keen satisfaction.
He turned to George.
"I"d be glad of your support, Mr. Lansing."
George sat silent a moment or two while Flora watched him. Then he said quietly:
"My position"s much the same as Mr. Grant"s--I can do without. After what you have said about the Sachem, I"ll join you."
"And you?" Hardie asked Edgar.
The lad laughed.
"I follow my leader. The loungers about the Sachem weren"t civil to me; said unpleasant things about my appearance and my English clothes.
To help to make them abstainers strikes me as a happy thought."
Flora glanced at him in amused reproof, and Hardie turned to Grant.
"What about your hired men?"
"Count them in; they go with me. If you have brought any memorial along, I"ll see they sign it."
"I wish all our supporters had your determination," Mrs. Nelson remarked approvingly.
Hardie ventured a protest.
"I don"t want any pressure put upon them, Mr. Grant."
"Pressure?" queried the farmer. "I"ll just ask them to sign."
"I wonder if you"re quite satisfied with the purity of all your allies"
motives, Mr. Hardie?" Edgar inquired.
A smile crept into the clergyman"s face.
"I don"t think a leader"s often in that position, Mr. West; and considering what I"m up against, I can"t refuse any support that"s offered me. It"s one reason why I"ve taken yours."
"Now that I"ve joined you, I"d better mention a little discovery West and I made this afternoon," said George.
Hardie"s expression grew eager as he listened.
"It"s certainly liquor--for the reservation Indians," he broke out.
"If we can fix the thing on Beamish--I haven"t a doubt that he"s responsible--we can close the Sachem."
"Then we had better decide how it"s to be done," Grant said curtly.
He ruled out several suggestions, and finally said:
"I expect the case will be sent for to-night, and we want two witnesses who"ll lie by in the sloo. One of them ought to be a farmer; but we"ll see about that. Guess your part is to find out how the liquor left the b.u.t.te, Mr. Hardie. What do you think of the plan, ma"am?"
"I leave it to you," said Mrs. Nelson, half reluctantly. "But be warned--if the men can"t close the Sachem, the women of Sage b.u.t.te will undertake the thing."
"Then we have only to decide who is to watch the bluff," said Hardie.
"As I first mentioned the matter, I"ll go, for one," George volunteered.
"You"re the right man," declared Grant. "As a newcomer who"s never been mixed up with local affairs, your word would carry more weight with the court. The opposition couldn"t make you out a partizan. But you want to recognize what you"re doing--after this, you"ll find yourself up against all the Sachem toughs. It"s quite likely they"ll make trouble for you."
"I wonder whether such reasons count for much with Mr. Lansing?" Flora said suggestively.
George made no reply, but Edgar laughed.