that is gradually coming to a head. What we shall require presently is a clever surgeon with a sharp lancet."
As the speaker walked away Jarrod looked thoughtfully after him.
"Who is that man?" he enquired.
"Why, that's Colonel Kerry. Years ago he used to be one of the owners of Tamawaca; but they say he quarreled with the methods of his partners and sold out to them. That was before either Wilder or Easton bought in; but the Colonel has never mixed in public affairs since."
"I wonder he does n't use the lancet himself," said Jarrod.
"Oh, he's capable enough, I assure you; but the Colonel is n't hunting trouble. He sticks to his cottage up on the hillside and minds his own business. But he's a shrewd observer, and no one knows the inside history of all the encroachments upon the rights of our residents during the last
