The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-09-09

Z the ocean came a snow Wn1Ce yaClC.: '
 To Boyd Emerson she seemed like an angel of mercy, and he stood forth upon the deck of his launch searching her hungrily for the sight of wo- mans figure. When he had first seen the ship rounding the point he had uttered a cry, then fallen silent watch ing her as she drew near, needless of his surroundings. His heart was leap ing; his breath was choking him. It seemed as if {he must shout Mildred's name aloud and stretch his arms out to her. Of course she would see him as the Grande Dame passed. She would be looking for him, he knew She would be standing there, wet with the dew, searching with all her eyes, Doubtless she had waited patiently at her post from the instant land came into sight Seized by sudden panic lest she pass him unnoticed, he order ed his launch near the yachts course His eyes roved over the craft, but all he saw were a uniformed officer upon the bridge and the bronzed faces of the watch staring over the rail. He saw close drawn curtains over the cab in windows, indicating that the passen- gers were still asleep Then as he stood there heavy hearted, dropping with fatigue, his wet body chilled by the mornings breath. the Grande Dame glided past, and he found the shell beneath his feet rocking in her wake.
 George Bait hailed him and brought his own launch alongside.
 seWhat craft is thatT' he inquired.
 .fshe is the company's yacht with the N A. P. A. officers aboard
 t.Some of our boys is hurt pretty bad" he observed. @Pve told them to take in their nets and go back to the plant
 sssWe all need breakfast.o
 CT don't want nothing. Pm going over to the, trap"
 Emerson shrugged his shoulders list 1essIy; he. was very tired. ssWhat is the use? It won't pay us to lift
 .I've watched that point of land for i've years, and never seen fish act this way before,', Bait growled stub bornIy. ''If they don't strike in to- day we better close down. Marsh's men cut half our nets and crippled more than half our crew last night" He be- gan to rumble curses. Say, we made We'd ought to have put that feIler away. It ain't too late yet"
 sWait Wayne Wayland is aboard that yacht know him. He's hard man, and I've heard strange stories about him, but I don't believe he knows all that Marsh has been doing. Pm going to see him and tell him everything"
 .'SNpose he turns you down?''
 sHThen there will be time enough to- to consider what you suggest. don't like to think aboy.& it.''
 seYou don't have so,'' said Bait, low ering his voice so that the heImsmen could not hear 'I've been thinking ii over all night, and it looks like I'd ought to do it myself. Marsh is com ing to me anyhow, and-I'm older than you be. It ain't right for young fel. Ter like you to take a chance. If they get me you can run the business alone"
 Boyd laid his hand on his compan, ion's shoulder.
 ''No,v he said 'sPerhaps I wouldn't stick at murder-I don't know But won't profit by another mans crime, and if 1t comes to that I'll take my share of the risk and the guilt. What ever you do, stand with you. But we'll hope for better things. It's no easy thing for me to go to MT. Way. land asking favor. You see, his daughter is- Well, Fl want to see her very badly. .''
 Bait eyed him snrewd1y.
 .I see! And that makes 1t dead wrong for you fo take a hand. If it's necessary to get Marsh I'll do it alone. With him out of the way I think you can make a go of it. He's like rat t1er-somebody' got to stomp on him. Now Pm off for the trap. Let me know what the old man says.''
 Boyd returned to the cannery with the old mood of self disgust and bitter ness heavy upon him. He realized that Georges offer to commit murder had not shocked him as much as upon its first mention. He knew that he had thought of shedding human blood with Ias little compunction as if the intend sed victim had been some noxious ani4 anal- He felt, indeed, that if his love for Mildred made him criminal she, too. would be soi1ed by his dishonor, and for her sake he shrank from the idea of violence, yet he lacked the energy at that time to put it from him. ! Well, he would go to her father, hum kble himself and beg for protection. If he failed then Marsh must look out for himself He could not find it in his zheart to spare his enemy.
 At the plant he found Alton Clyde Tremendously excited at the arrival of the yacht and eager tovisft his friends. He sent him to the launch and after a nasty breakfast joined him.
 s On their way out Boyd felt return Of that misgiving which had mastered him on his first meeting with Mildred in Chicago. For the second time he was bringing her failure instead of the promised victory.
 Willis Marsh was ahead of him, standing with AJr WavIa4,A of fF1o raiI Some one else was with them Boyd's heart leaped wildly as he recognized her. He would have known that slim figure anywhere And Mildred saw