The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-12-08
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''Oh. that's all right" said Larsen
carelessly- Him and me used to fish
together" And as If this were sutti-
cient explanation lie turned. back to his
conversation, leaving Emerson to pro
coed on his way.
He found Cherry at home and, ding.
ing himself into one of her easy chairs.
relieved his mind OF the days occur
rences.
Marsh is building those traps pure
ly out of spite. she declared !ndig-
nantly when he had finished He
doesn't need any more tish-he has
plenty Of traps farther up the river"
"'ro be sure! 1t looks as if we might
have to depend upon the gill METERS"
I'VE will know before long If the
fish strike in where George expects
Marsh will he out Il pretty penny"
And If they don't strike IN where
George expects we will be out all the
expense of building that trap"
Exactly! It's fascinating bust
ness. isn't it? It's business il whic +
the unexpected is forever happening
But the stakes are high. and-I know
you will succeed. BY the way." she
continued. have you heard the his
toric story about the pink salmon?"
He shook his head.
well. there was certain shrewd
old cannery man in Washington state
whose catch consisted almost wholly
of pink fish. AS you know. that varie-
ty does not bring as high price as
red salmon. like these. Well. finding
that he could not sell his catch, owing
to the popular prejudice about color,
this man printed lot of striking can
labels, which read. Best Grade Pink
Salmon. Warranted Not to Turn Red
in the Cam They tell me it worked
like charm"
mo wonder!" Boyd laughed.
Il wish l were a man." she went on
I'D like to engage in business Of this
sort. something that would require in
genuity and daring. I'd like to handle
big affairs"
'There is your copper mine. You
surely handled that very cleverly."
s. Cherry's expression altered. and she
shot quick glance at him as he went
on. .ut- ..5 ...
How is. it coming along. by the
way? l haven't heard you mention it
lately"
Every well, believe. The men were
down the other day and told me it
was big thing" -
"I'm delighted. How does 1t seem
to be rich?"
I'll hardly know. Rich! That has
always been my dream, and YETI
1.-THE wonderful feature about
Dreams" he took advantage of her
pause to say, ''is that they come true"
mot all Of them-not the real. won
derful Dreams" she returned,
"Oh, yes! My dream Is coming true,
and so is yours" a-.. 80
81 have given up hoping for that"
she said. without turning.
But you shouldn't give up. Remerh-
Der that all the great things ever ac-
complished were only dreams at f1rst,
the more impossible. they, seemed ia
begin with" a a.: -.
Something in the girls attitude and
In her silence made him feel that his
words rang hollow and commonplace.
While they lad tai ked an unaccus-
toned excitement had been mounting
In his brain. and It held him now in''G
kind Of delicious embarrassment; II
was nv IT, both had been suddenly en-.
folded in a new, and mysterious !. un.
derstanding without the, need .of
speech. He did not tell himself. that
Cherry loved him, but be reused to q
fresh perception Of her beauty and felt
himself privileged in her nearness.
1t may have been the unusual ardor
Of his gaze that warmed her cheeks
and brought her eyes back from the
world outside. At any rate. she turned,
flashing him startled glance that
caused his pulse to leap anew. Rising
silently. she went past him to the
piano. Never before had she surprised
that look in his eyes and at the reali.
zation wave of confusion surged over
her. She strove to calm herself
through her music. which shielded
while it gave expression to her mood,
and neither spoke as the evening
shadows crept in upon them. But the
girls exaltation was short lived; the
thought came that Boyd's feeling was
but transitory: he was not the sort to
burn lasting incense before more than
one shrine. Nevertheless, at this mo-
ment he was hers. and in the Joy of
that certainty she let the moments slip.
They heard child crying some.
where in the rear of the house and
Chakawana's voice soothing: then in a
moment the Indian girl appeared in
the doorway, saying something about
going out with Constantine Cherry
acQuiesced half consciously, impatient
Of the intrusion. Boyd finally rose and,
going to the door, saw that the sky was
deeply overcast, rendering the night as
dark as in far lower latitude.