The Boss of Wind River

I

As young Joe Kent entered the office ofthe Kent Lumber Company at nineo’clock he was conscious of a suddenpause in the morning’s work. He felt ratherthan saw that the eyes of every employee werefixed upon him with an interest he had never beforeexcited. And the quality of this interest,as he felt it, was curiously composite. In itthere was a new respect, but mingled with misgivings;a sympathy repressed by the respect;a very dubious weighing of him, a comparison,a sizing up—a sort of mental shake of the head,as if the chances were in favour of his provingdecidedly light in the balance; and runningthrough it all was a waiting expectancy, franklytinged with curiosity.

Kent nodded a somewhat embarrassed, comprehensivegood morning, and as he did so athick-set, grizzled man came forward and shookhands. This was Wright, the office and millmanager.

“The personal and important mail is on yourdesk, Mr. Kent,” he said. “Later I suppose youwill want to

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