The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-09-12

''I go sleep. 1 tired from fighting last night. I come back now and go work Bine'by Chakawana come back, too, I guess.'
 g"Well, I don't need you tonight, so you'd better go back to Cherry's s house and stay there till send for you.''
 As she passed A1arsh's cannery Cher " saw tender moored to the dock and noticed strangers among the build ings. They stared at her curiously, as if the sight of a white girl attended { by a copper hued giant were part of the picturesqueness they expected. As 7 she drew near her own house she saw a woman approaching, and while yet a stones throw distant she recognized her. A jealous tightening of her throat and a futter at her breast told her that this was Mildred Way1and.
 Cherry would have passed on silent ly, but Miss Wayland checked her.
 4'Pardon me- she said 'tWill you tell me what that odd looking build ing is used for?Y She pointed to the village church.
 "That> is the Greek church."
 'How interesting! Are there many Greeks here?"
 sNo. It is a relic of the Russian days. The natives worship there"
 f.Do you live here ?''
 "Yes. IR the log house yonder.''
 Indeed! I tried to find some. one there, bdt-you were out, of course. You have it arranged very eoziIy, see.'' Mildred's manner was faintly patronizhg She. was veXed at the beauty and evident refinement of this woman whom she bad thought to find so different
 eff you will go back I will show it to you from the inside, Miss Way land.'' Cherry enjoyed her start at the name and theslook of cold hostility that followed
 .eYou have the advantage. of me- said Mildred -tI did not think we had met You ares- She raised her lbrows inquiringly.
 Cherry Malotte, of course.'
 q remember. MT. Marsh spoke Of you.''
 .'I am sorry
 sI beg your pardon P
 q say I am soury MT. Marsh ever spoke of me-
 Mildred smiled frigidly. Evidently you do not like him. 7 Nobody in Alaska likes him. Do you?''
 e.You see, am not an A1askan.'s
 ttDo you know that MT. Marsh is to blame for all of Boyd's misfortunes ?''
 ssBoyd's?'
 '.Yes, Royd's, of course. Oh, let us not pretend. I call him by his first nane. I think you>ought to know the truth about this business, even if Boyd is too chivalrous to tell you.''
 eff Mir. Emerson planes any one but I,s I,s. T would have told me.~
 Then you don't know him.
 NsI never knew him to ask another to defend him.
 sHe never asked me to defend him. merely thought that if you knew the truth you might help him.
 ttI? How?s'
 it'It is for you to find way He has met with opposition and treachery at every step. think it is time some one came to his aid.
 'sHe has had your assistance at all times, has he not?'
 .I have tried to help wherever I could, butAI haven't your power.,' Mildred shrugged her shoulders. ''You even went to Seattle to help him, did you not?"
 q went there on my own business.''
 Why do you take such an interest in MT Emerson's affairs, may ask?'
 S'It was I who induced him to take up this venture said Cherry proudly. 'T found him discouraged. ready to give up. I helped to put new heart Into him. I have something at stake in the enterprise. too-but that's nothing. l hate to see good man driven to the wall by scoundrel like Marsh
 Wait: There is something to be said on both sides. MT. Marsh was magnanimous enough to overlook that attempt upon his ,life.''
 What attempt?"
 You must have heard. He was wounded in the shoulder"
 "Didn't Boyd tell you the truth about that?''
 A'He told me everything said Mil dred coldly. This wonan's attitude was unbearab1e. It would seem that t