The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1910-10-09

dirty! It's got blood on ttr'
"Nonsenser Marsh smiled Lets
be friends again. George. Bygones are
bygones."
you dirty ratr' breathed the fisher
man.
VERY we'll If you wish to be OBJ
stinate"-Willis Marsh shrugged his
shoulders carelessly. although in his
voice there was a metallic note-"'I
have nothing to say. Mr.. Bait and
I had q business misunderstanding"
he said smoothly to Emerson, which
I hoped was forgotten. It didn't
amount to much
At this Bait uttered a choking snarl
and stepped forward. only to meet
Boyd, who intercepted him
Behave YOURSELF" he ordered.
Don't make scene" And before the
big fellow could prevent It he had
linked arms with him and swung him
around. The movement was executed
so naturally that none Of the patrons
Of the cafe noticed it except perhaps
as preparation for departure. Marsh
bowed civilly and returned to his seat.
Alton Clyde clamored for enlighten-
ment as to the reason for this erup-
ton.
THAT Is the fellow we will have to
fight" Boyd explained. HE is the
head Of the cannery combination at
Kalvik and a bitter enemy OF
Georges"
Clyde spoke earnestly. "wer, that
absolutely settles it as far as I am
concerned. This Is bound to end III a
row."
You mean you don't want to join
usT
Don't want to! Why, I've just got
to, that's all. The $4,000 is yours"
A month had elapsed when Elmer
son at last expressed to George the
encouragement that had lain silently
in both mems minds.
you've played your string out eh?"
Absolutely. I've done everything
except burglary. but I can't raise that
100000. Times are hard, and I've
bied my friends Of every dollar they
can spare"
TITS an awful big piece Of money"
Bait admitted, with a sigh.
Il never fully realized before how
very large" Boyd said. And yet
without that amount the Seattle bank
won't back us for the remainder"
"Oh, it's no use to tackle the bust
ness on a small scale" Big George
pondered. WED ought to be on the
coast now. We're shy $4,000, ehT'
Eyes"
But the clouds were blown away a
few days after when Alton Clyde
threw down twenty-five $1,000 bills be-
source which he refused to name.
Emerson later met the leading sutton
aside from HIMSELF for Mildred Way
lands hand, parsonage whose exist
ence he felt as a continued menace.
He was visiting Mildred at her home.
Hearing voices outside the library,
the young man asked hurriedly: "Give
me some time alone with you. my lady.
| I must leave early"
There was time for no more, for
| Wayne Wayland entered. followed by
another gentleman at the first sight of
| whom Emerson started, while his mind
raced of into a dizzy whirl of incredu-
lity. 1t could not be! 1t was too gro
| tesQue-too ridiculous! What prank
Of malicious fate was this? He turned
his eyes to the door again to see If by
any chance there were a third visitor,
but there was not, and he was forced
to respond to Mr.. Wayland's greeting.
The other man had meanwhile stepped
!; directly to Mildred, as If he had eyes
for no one else, and was bowling over
her hand when her father spoke.
! "Mr. Emerson, let me present you to
Mr.. Marsh. I believe you have never
happened to meet here" Marsh turned
| as II reluctant to release the girls
hand, and not until his own was out
stretched did he recognize the other.
The two mumbled the -customary sal
| utations.
you two will get along famously,"
said Mr.. Wayland. "Mr. Marsh is &C
quainted with your country, Boyd"
"Ahv' Marsh exclaimed quickly.
"Are you an Alaskan, Mr.. EmersonT
| Indeed, he is so welded to the coun-
try that he is going back tomorrow"
Mildred offered.
| Marsh's first look Of challenge now
| changed to one Of the liveliest interest,
| and Boyd imagined the fellow endeav-
oring to link him, through the affair
at the restaurant, with the presence
of Big George in Chicago.
"Yes," Boyd answered cautiously, '1
am a typical Acknowledgements,
but not discouraged"
what business?" -,..-
| 'Mining!''
"Ohr' indifferently.
Boyd has something far better than
mining now" began Mildred. HE was
| telling me about it as
You interrupted u.s." fnterjected
Emerson, panic stricken II didn't have
time to explain the nature of my en-
| terprise."
The girl was about to put in a dis
claimer when he flashed a look at her
| which she could not help but heed. Il
| am very stuDid about such things :"