News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1910-10-26
The
SILVER
HORDE
BY REX BEACH.
Author of THE Spoilers" and
The Barrier"
Copyright. 1909. by Harper a Brothers
[coNTINUED.1
Copyright. 1909. by Harper a Brother.

"I'm sorry. l should like to take
chance with somebody who is /reall.
successful at mining. When a fellow
drones along on salary month afte
month 1t makes him envious to SCI
you Klondikers hit town with satchel
full of coin. Perhaps you will give mt
chance later on"
Perhaps" acceded Boyd. but whe1
the young man had gone he STROBE
quickly over to Fraser.
Look here, Mr.. 'Frobisher,' he
said in a low tone. what do you
mean by mixing me up in your petty
larceny frauds?"
Fraser grinned. "'Frobisher' is hot
monaker, amt it? 1t sounds like the
money. I believe I'll stick to Fro
biSher.'"
II spiked your miserable little
scheme, and If you try anything more
like that I'll have to cut you out alto
gether"
"Pshaw!" said the adventurer mild
ly. "Did you say that hydraulic mine
was no good? Too bad! That re-
porter agreed to take some stock right
away"
"Now, see here, Fraser, I want you
to leave me QUO of your Vaccinations
absolutely. You've been very decent
to me in many ways, but if I hear Of
anything more like this shall hand
you over to the police"
Don't be sucker all your life," ad-
monished the rogue. "You stick to me
and I'll make you lot of money. l
like YOU
Emerson, now seriously angry,
wheeled and left him, realizing that
the fellow was morally atrophied. He
could not forget, however, that except
for this impossible creature he himself
would be lying at Petellin's store at
Katmai with no faintest hope of COM
pleting his mission, wherefore he did
his best to swallow his indignation.
Boyd hurried to telegraph Office
and despatched two messages to Chi
cago, one addressed to his own tailor.
the other to a number on Lake Shore
drive. Over the latter he pondered
long, tearing up several drafts which
did not suit him, finally giving one to
the operator with an odd mingling Of
timidity and defiance. This done, he
FASTENED to one of the leading banks,
and two hours later returned to the
hotel. jubilant.
He found Big George in the lobby.
staring with fascinated eyes at his
finger nails, which were strangely puri-
fed and glossy.
"Look at EN-" the fisherman broke
out admiringly. They're as clean as
hounds tooth. They shine so l das-
sent take hold of anything"
II have made my deal with the
bank" Boyd exulted. 'All need to
raise now is 100000 The bank will
advance the rest. That 100000 makes
all the difference in the world. The
go sure. These bankers know what
that salmon business is. Why, 1 had
no trouble at all. They say we can't
lose If we have a good site on the
Kalvik river"
That evening Boyd and George start
ed away, but could not locate Fraser.
When the train pulled out familiar
voice greeted them:
Hello, you"-and there was Fraser.
grinning.
what are you doing hereY'
"Oh. I'm on my way east"
Whereabouts east?"
"Chicago, amt it? | thought that
was what you said" He seated him
self and lighted another long cigar.
Are you going to Chicago" George
asked.
"Sure. we've got to put this cannery
deal over" the crook sighed luxurious
Iy and began to blow smoke rings.
Pretty nice train. amt it?''
Eyes" calculated Emerson. undecid- |
ed whether to be pleased or angered
at the fellows presence. (Which is
your carr"
"This one-same as yours. I've got /
The drawing room"
"What are you going to do in Chi
cago"
"Oh, I amt fully decided yet, but l
might do a little promoting. Seattle !
IS too full of Alaskan snares."
The younger man shook his head.
you are impossible" said he, land !
ret l can't help liking you"
In Chicago, as in Seattle, Fraser c- |
his fellow travellers to their
hotel and would have registered him
self under some high sounding alias
Except for a whispered threat from
ioyd.
Promptly at 4 o'clock Emerson call
d cab and was driven toward the
lorth side As the vehicle rolled up
AXE Shore drive the excitement under
r hich he had been laboring for days
nereased until he tapped his feet nerv-
,usly. clinched his gloved fingers and
latted the cushions as if to accelerate
lie horses footballs. Would he never
rrive?