The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-08-31


 Doubtless, from the newspaper point of view Where did you get 7?
 "From Mir Clyde"
 CHAPTER XI.
 T LYDE; You mean Fraser- lf Frobistier, I should say"
 IN gasped Boyd to the reporter.
 "No, sir. Alton Clyde! He was pretty talkative the night I saw Hm" The reporter laughed meaning ly.
 Dunk, do you Mean?
 "CA, not exactly drunk, but pretty wet. He 'mew> what he was saying. however. Can't you give me some thing morer'
 Nothing" Boyd hurried to his hotel, prey to mingled anger and contrition. So Sraser had told the truth, after all, and with kind of sullen loyalty had chosen to remain uA1er a cloud himself rather than inform on a friend. It was quite in keeping with the fellows pc culAr temperament. As it happened. Boyd found the two men together and lost no time in acquainting them with his discovery.
 'Tve come to apologize to you," he said to Fraser, who grinned broadly and was seized with a sudden abash- ment which stilled his tongue. Elmer son turned to Clyde. "Why did you permit me to do this intustice"'
 TT didn't mean to give out any secrets-I don't remember doing it, Al.Gp apologized lamely. You know I can't drink much. I don't remember a thing about it, honestly" Boyd re- garded him coldly, but the young mans penitence seemed so genuine, he looked so weak, so pitifully incompe- tent, that the other lacked heart to chastise him. 1t requires resistance to develop heat, and against the absence of character it is impossible to create any sort of emotion.
 When you got drunk that night you not only worked a great hardship on all of es, but afterward you allowed n1e to misjudge a very faithful man," declared Boyd. ''If you can't keep a close mouth and do as you are told you'd better go back to Chicago"
 Don't climb any higher" admon- ished "Fingerless'' Fraser. Hes all falffed up new. I'll lay you to 1 he don't make another break of the Aind' "No; I was so com-cussed- -pletely pickled that I forgot I even spoke about the salmon canning business. I'll break my corkscrew and seal my flask, and from this moment until we come G>1 r divorced. Is that good news"
 Everything is joke to you, isn't it?'' said Boyd "If this trip doesn't make a man of you, you'll never grow up.''
 As if Billiards conversion had mark cd the turning point of their luck. the partners now entered upon period of almost uninterrupted success. Boyd signed his charter, securing a tramp steamer then discharging at Tacoma; i; Bait closed his contracts for Chinese labor. and the scattered carloads of material which had been lost en route or mysteriously laid cut on sidings be- gan to come in as if or their own ac cord
 "A ture army of fishefaen had appeared as if by magic and were quartered in the lower part of the city awaiting shipment. At the dock one throbbing April evening the Bedford Castle berthed, ready to receive her cargo, and the two men made their way to- ward their hotel, weary, but glowing with the grateful sense of an arduous duty well performed. The following morning would find the wharf swarm ing with stevedores and echoing to the rattle of trucks. the clank of hoists and the shrill whistles of the signal men.
 Looks like they couldn't stop us now," said Bait.
 Ut does" agreed Emerson. eve ought to clear in four days-that'n be the 15th.'
 To be Continued1 "FOLEY KIDNEY PILLS