Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-12-08

Castle lay at her moorings, subjected to
the customary eleventh-hour delays. As
the time dragged on and the liquor died
in the fishermen, It became a herculean
task to prevent them from issuing
forth into the street, while the crowds
outside seemed possessed Of q desper-
ate determination TO force an entrance
and bring the issue to a anal settle
lent. But across the shore end of
the dock a double Gordon was drawn
which hurled back the intruders at
every advance.
The fishermen who remained inside
the barnlike structure, unable to come
at their enemies, fought among them
selves, bidding fair to wreck the build
ing in the extravaganza of their de-
lirium, while outside the rival faction
kept up a fire of missiles and execra-
tions. AS the hours crept onward the
tension increased, and at last Boyd
turned to Captain Peasley saying.
You'd better be ready to pull u at
any minute, for if the mob breaks in
We'll never be able to hold these
maniacs.'' He pointed to the black
swarm aloft, whence issued hoarse
waves Of sound. ct don't like the look
of things a little bit"
"They are a tri1e strained, to be
sure" the captain acknowledged. "I'l
stand by to cast off at your signal,
so you'd better pass the word around"
Boyd left the ship and went to the
dock Office, for there still remained one
thing to be done; he could not leave
without sounding a final note of tri-
umph for Mildred. How sweet 1t would
be to her ears he knew full well, yet
he could not help wondering II she
would feel the thrill that mastered him
at this moment AS he saw the empty
spaces where had stood those masses
Of freight which he had gathered at
such cost, as he heard his own men
believing defiance at his enemies and
realized that his first long stride toward
success had been taken, his heart
swelled with gladness and the breath
caught momentarily in his throat.
After all. he was going to win, sOut
of the shimmering distance of his de-
sire, the lady OF his dreams drew closer
to him, and ere long he could lay at
her feet the burden of his travail. and
then. Obvious to the turmoil all
about he wrote rapidly, almost inco-
h~erently, to Mildred. transcribing the
mood of mingled tenderness n exul-
tation which possessed him.
Outside the building" he concluded.
there is a raging mob. They would
ruin me II they could, but they can't
do it, they can't do it. We have beaten
them all, my lady. We have woni"
He was sealing his letter, when,
without warning, "Fingerless'' Fraser
at his side. his fshlike eyes
agleam, his colorless face drawn with
anxiety.
They've come to grab you for kill
ing that striker he began. breathless-
ly; there's a couple OF 'square-toes'
on the dock now. Better TAKE It on
the lam'-quick!"
"Godi" So Marsh had withheld this
stroke until the last moment, when the
thai If he were brought into court he
would have hard shift to clear himself
against the mass of perjured testimony
that his rival had doubtless gathered,
but evenAthis seemed as nothing in
comparison with the main issue. For
one wild Instant he considered send
ing George Bait on with the ship. That
would be folly, no doubt, yet plainly
he could not hold The Bedford Castle
and keep together that raging army
of fishermen while he fought his way
through the tedious vexations of a
trial. He saw that he had under-es-
tlmated his enemy's cunning. and he
realized that IL Marsh had planned
this move he would press his advantage
to the full.
There's two ain-clothesmen,' he
heard Fraser running on. 81 made
'em as they were talking to Peasley.
You'd better beat it, quick"
How I couldn't get through that