Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1907-09-02
The Spoilers.
BY REX E. BEACH.
!. copyrisht. 1905. BY re. = beach =
By REX E. BEACH.

|
from the coast Its the greatest
creek In the world. You'll see gold by
the mule load and hillocks of nuggets.
Oh. I'm glad to get back This Is life.
| That stretch of beach is full Of gold.
| These hills are scanned with quartz.
/ The bedrock Of that creek Is yellow.
! There's gold gold. gold everywhere
| more than ever was in old Solomon's
! mines--and there's mystery and peril
and things unknown"
..Let us make haste" said the girl.
II have something l must do tonight.
After that can learn to know these
| things"
Securing a small boat, they were
rowed ashore, the partners plying their
ferryman with eager questions Hav-
/ ing arrived five days before, he was
exploding with information and volun-
teered the fruits Of hts ripe experience
/ till Dextry stated that they were
.ssour coughs themselves and owned
/ the Midas, whereupon Miss Chester
marveled at the awe which sat upon
the man and the wondering stare with
| which he devoured the partners, to
her own utter exclusion.
"Sufferin' cats! Look Mt the freight?'
calculated Dextry. II storm come
up, it would bust the community"
The beach they neared was walled
and crowded to the high tide mark
with ramparts Of merchandise. while
every Incomlis craft deposited Its quo
I ia upon whatever vacant foot was
close at hand till bales, boxes, boilers
/ and baggage Of all kinds were con-
fusedly intermixed in the narrow space.
Singing lonashoremen trundled burdens
| from the lighters and piled them on
the heap, while yelling, cursing crowds
fought over It oil, selecting. sorting,
loading.
| There was no room for more, yet
hourly they added to the mass. Teams
splashed through the tapping surf or
stuck In the deep sand between bill
locks Of goods All was noise, pro
family, congestion and feverlsh hurry.
4 The burning haste rang in the voice
II the multitude, showed in lite violence
81 gesture and redness Of face, per-
meated the atmosphere with a mag
netic, clectrifying energy. Fl,
cts solnethin' fierce ashore" said
the oarsman. 81 been up fer three
days an nights steady. There amt no
room nor time, nor darkness to sleep
In. Ham an eggs is a dollar an a
half, an whisky's bits throw" He
walled the last sadly, as Z complaint
unspeakable.
"Any trouble doin'?' inquired the old
man.
you know it," the other cried col
loquially. There was massacre in
the Northern last aight.''
"Gamblln' row."
"Yep Unborn called Nilsson done
It."
"shor' said pextry. II know him.
He's bad actor" All three men nod
ded sagely, and the girl wished for
further light, but they volunteered no
explanation.
4 Leaving the skiff, they plunged into
turmoil. Dodging through the tangle,
/ they came out into fenced lots where
tents stood wall to wall and every
inch was occupied. Here and there
was a vacant spot guarded jealousy
by its owner, who gazed sourly upon
all men with the forbidding eye Of
suspicion. Finding an eddy in the
confusion. the men stopped.
.Where do you want to got" they
/ asked Miss Chester.
! There was no longer in Glenister's
1 glance that freedom with which he
i had come to regard the women OF the
north. He had come to realize duly
that here was girl driven by Borne
strong purpose into q position repel-
lent to her. In man of his type her
Independence awoke only admiration,
and her GOODNESS served but to inaame
him the more. Delicacy in Glenister
was lost in n remarkable singleness OF
purpose, He could laugh at her iloath-
| ing, smile under her abuse and remain
utterly ignorant that anything more
than his action in selling her that
night lay at the bottom Of her dislike.
| He did not dream that lie possessed
characteristics abhorrent to her, and
i he felt keen reluctance at parting.
She extended both hands.
81 can never thank you enough for
what you have done-you two-but i
! shall try. Goodbye
Dextry gazed doubtfully at his own
hand, rough and gnarly, then taking
hers as he would have handled rob
ms egg waggled 1t Imply.
1--WE amt goin' to turn you adrift
this-a-way. Whatever your destination
is, well see you to it."
4 II can End my friends" she assured
| him.
'This is the wrong latitude in which
to dispute lady; but, KNOWN this
camp from soup to nuts. as do, l SUI
gests male escort"
every we'll. 1 wish to find Mr.. Strive
Of Durham & Strive, lawyers"
'I'll take you to their offices, said
| Glenister. j"You see to the baggage,
! Dex. Meet me at the Second Class In
half an hour, and we'll run out to the
Midas" They pushed through the tan
| gle Of tents, past piles of lumber and
emerged upon the main thorOughfare,
! which ran parallel to the shore.
/ Nome consisted OF one narrow street,
| twisted between solid rows Of canvas
and half erected frame buildings its
every other door that of saloon.
There were fair looking blocks which