The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1910-09-28
CHApTER XII.


ley's ship the rival company
sIEl tenders were loading rapidly
with union labor. The next
day Emerson and Clyde drove down
toSthe dock with Cherry 10 asclcsed
carrIage, experiencing no annoyance
beyond some 5eers and insults as they
passed through the picket line. Boyd
had barely seen them comfortably es7
tablished on board when up the
abip,s RanRWay came 'sBinEerIessv
Fraser radiahtIy atttred three heavily
laden hotel porters grooming at his
hack. the customary thick WASTED
cigar between his teeth,
care you going With aS7'' Boyd In.
qu1red
sure"
%see hereI Is life one long success
sion of surprise parties with you
.Why. I've hggered on this right
:.But. the ship is damned nowe There
Is no ROOM
"oh, fxed that up long ago: am
going to bunk with the steward.
swell, wiz IN the world didn't you.
let US know ~ were comingg
'Say, don't kid yourself. You know
1 couldn't stay behind" Fraser blew
a cloud of smoke airily. II never
start anything can't finish. T keep
telling you. md I'm going to put this
deal through now that I've got Il
started" With half embarrassed
laugh and a complete change Of man
ner, he laid his hand supon Boyd's
shoulder, saying: pal. I ain,t much.
good 70 myself or anybody else. but
ike you and want to stick around.
Maybe I'll come In useful yet-you
can't tell"
Emerson had never ETImpsed this
side of the mans nature. and 1t rather
surprised him
"of course you can come along. old
man. he responded heartily. We're
] fSlal 70 h;ly.e You,
The decks OF rhe big. low lying
tramp steamer were piled high with
rear OF every description. Ready now
TO saIl Boyd went out tOsthe dock Of.
Zee to wire Mildred of bis success
'Fingerless'' Fraser soon ran In
lpon him. They've come to grab you
Tor killing that striker!'' he began
breathlessly There's couple Of
square toes on the dock now. Better
tnke Il on the 'lam'-quickF'
"Godr' So Marsh had withheld this
stroke until the last moment
''You'd better beat 1t. quick!'
.'uow? couldn't get through that
crowd. They know me. Listen"
Outside the street broke into roar at
some taunt OF the fishermen high up
in the rigging. 81 can't run away. and
IL those detectives get me I'm ruined"
Boyd clinchcd his hands In despera-
.Ion ''I guess they've got me-" he said
5itterly. There's no way out"
..7rom whit ehev said don't think
they know you" Fraser continued.
anyhow. they wanted PeasleJ- 20
point you out. When they come on
maybe you can slip 'en."
Boyd seized eagerly upon the sug-
gestion. 'Tho wharf is empty-see!
III have to cross it In plain sight"
Through the rear door Of the ONCE
that opened upon the dock proper they
beheld the great floor almost entirely
clear. Save for few tons Of freight
Mt which Big Georges men were work
Ing It was as unobstrueted us lawn,
and, although 1t was nearly the size of
a city block. 1t afforded no more means
of concealment than did the little Of
fee itself, with it's glass doors, its
counter and its long desk. ut the FAR
ther end of which bill clerk was pOr-
ing over his task.
They saw at the foot OF the gang
plank two men talking with Big
George. They saw Bait point the
strangers carelessly to the ONCE,
whence he had seen Boyd disappearing
a few moments before, and turn back
to his stevedores. Then they saw the
plain clothes men approaching.
Here! Gimme your coat and hat,
quickg' cried Fraser in a low voice.
his eyes blazing at a sudden thought
He stripped his own garments from
his back with feverish haste. ''Put
mine on. There! IN stall for you.
When they grab me, take It on the
run. Understand!'
''That won't do. Everybody knows
me-" Boyd cast an apprehensive
glance at the arched back OF the bill
clerk, but Fraser, quick Of resource In
such situation. forced him swiftly
to make liz c..:se;ee, saying:
CTo be continuedl