Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-12-06

IL that night Boyd stayed ut
his post. while the cavernOus
I'M building shuddered and Kissed
~ to the straininE toll Of the ma
chimes and the gasping breath Of the
furnaces. AS the darkness gathered
he had gone out upon the dock to look
regretfully toward the twinkling lights
on the Grande Dame, then turned dog
gedly back to his labors. he would have
sent Mildred word. but he had not a
single man to spare.
At 10 o'clock the next morning he
staggered into his quarters more dead
than alive. In his heart was great
thankfulness that Big George had not
found him wanting. The last defective
machine was mended, the last weak
ness strengthened. and the plant had
reached its fullest stride. The 6sh
might come now in any quantity: the
rest was but matter Of coal and iron
and human endurance. Meanwhile he
would sleep.
He met "Fingerless" Fraser emerg-
ing. decked royalty in all the splendor
Of new clothes aud spotless linen.
where are you going?" Boyd asked
him.
"1'm going out into society"
clyde is taking you to the yacht.
ehy'
mo. He's afraid Of my work. 30
I'm going out on my own. he told
me all about the swell quilts at Marsh's
place. so thought I'd lam up there
and look them over. may cop an
heiress." He winked wisely. III see
one that looks gentle I'm liable to grab
me some bride. He says there amt
one that's got less than q couple Of
millions in her kick"
Boyd was too weary to do more than
wish him success. but it seemed that
fortune favored Fraser. for before he
had gone far he saw young woman
seated In q patch Of wild flowers.
plucking tho blooms with careless hand
while she drank In the beauty Of the
bright arctic morning. She was sim
ply dressed. yet looked 50 prosperous
that Fraser instantly decided:
That's her! III spread my checks
with this one. Good morning" he be-
gan.
The girl gave him an Indifferent
glance from two fearless eyes and
nodded slightly.
III you don't mind. III rest min
ute. I'm out for my morning walk.
It's q nice day. isn't it?' As she did
not answer be ran on glibly: my
name II Do Benville. I'm ono Of the
New Orleans branch. That's my can
merry down yonder." He pointed in the
direction from which hs had Just come.
II thought that was Mr.. Emerson's
eanneFy." she said.
"Oh. the ideai He only runs It for
me. ! put up the money. You know
him, ehr
The girl nodded. Eyes. I know Mr..
Clyde also"
"who-Alton?' he queried with re,
assuring warmth. ''Why. you and l
have got mutual friends. Alton and
mo IL pals" He shook his head sol.
EMMY. "Ain't he a scourge?'
II beg yous pardon"
II say, amt he an awful thing? Hc
amt anything like Emerson. There's
q ring tailed swallow al right. all
right! like him."
Are you very intimate with him?"
Am 1? I'm closer to him than q
porous plaster. When Boyd amt
around I'm him, that's all. Il that
your yacht?"
mo. MY father and I are merely
passengers"
$50 you trailed the old skeexicks
along with you? Well. that's right.
Make the most Of your father while
you've got him. II I'd paid more at.
tention to mine I'd have been better
on now. But was Wild" Fraser
winked In manner 20 inform his lis
tensr that al worldly wisdom WAS his.
II wanted to b . jockey, and the old
party cut me %. What rye rot now
nade .all b. myself. A..s e Costayed