The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1910-10-22


dustries Of the Pacific coast under the
name Of the North American Packers
association"
Boyd felt himself growing numb.
what do you mean by packing in
dustries?" asked Mildred.
''Canneries - salmon fisheries! We
own 60 per cent of the plants Of the
entire coast, including Alaska. That's
why I've been SO keen about that
north country, Boyd. You never
guessed 1t, eh?
mo. SIR" Boyd stammered.
'Well, we control the supply, and
we will regulate the market. We will
allow only what competition we de-
sire. It was a beautiful transaction"
Was he dreaming? Boyd wondered.
His mouth was dry, but he managed to
inquire:
what about the independent can
neries?"
Marsh laughed. '"There is no senti-
ment In businessl There are about 40
per cent too many plants to suit ~. I
believe am capable Of attending to
them"
'Mr. Marsh is the general manager"
Wayland explained. with tho mar
ket in our own hands and sufficient
capital to operate at loss for q year
or two years, If necessary, I don't
think the independent plants VIII cost
US much"
Now for tho first time Emerson r.
allied the improperly Of his own pres
ent position. he was here In the Way
land home under false pretenses; they
had barred to him secrets not rightly
his with which he might arm himself
When this, too, became known to the
fnanc1er he would regard him not only
as presumptuous enemy, but Al a
traitor: Boyd knew the old tyrant too
well to doubt his course Of action;
thenceforth there would be war to the
hit.
The announcement Of dinner inter-
rupted his dismayed reflections. and he
walked out in company with Mr.. Way
land, who linked arms with him as II
to afford Willis Marsh every advan-
tage, feeting though it might prove.
''He is a wonderful fellow" tho old
gentleman observed soto voce, indlcat-
ing Marsh-"one of the keenest bust.
ness men ever met"
"YesY'
Indeed he is. He is money maker,
too; his associates swear by him. If
I were you, my boy, l would study
him; he is good man to initiate"
At the dinner table the talk at first
was general and Of character appro-
pirate for the hour, but Miss Wayland,
oddly enough, displayed such an un-
usual thirst for information regarding
the North American Packers associa-
ton that her father was moved to re-
mark upon it.
what in the world has come over
you, Mildred?' he said. You never
cared to hear about my doengs b.
fore."
''Pieass don't discourage me-" she
urged Il am really In earnest.
should hke to know all about this new
trust Of yours. Perhaps my little uni
verse is growing a bit ttresome TO me-"
$50 far it has been all hard work, -
Wayne Wayland at length announced,
"but In the future propose to derive
some pleasure from this affair. am
tired out For long time have been
planning trip somewhere, and now
think shall make tour Of inspec-
ton in the spsing and visit the various
holdings Of the North American Pack
ers' association. In that way I can
combine recreation and business"
How far will you go?' questioned
Boyd.
"Clear up to Mr.. Marsh's station"
"Kalvikw
Eyes; that is the plan," Marsh chin
ed in. "You see, am selfish in urging
II, Miss Wayland. I expect you to
Join the party"
II am sure you would like It, MI
dred," the magnate added.
Boyd could scarcely believe his ears.
Would they come to Kalvik7 Would
they all assemble there in that unmap-
ped nook? And, suppos1ng they should,
had he the courage to continue his
mad enterprise? It was all so unreal!
he was torn between the desire to
have Mildred agree and fear Of the IN
fluence Marsh might gain during such
a trip. But Miss Wayland evidently
had an eye to her own comfort, for
she replied:
mo, indeed! The one thing I abhor
above land travel ia q sea voyage; I
am wretched sailor"
But this trip on yacht would be
worth while" urged her father. why,
It will be regular voyage of diseov-
cry. I am as excited over It - COON
try boy on circus day."
Marsh seconded him with all hta
powers Of persuasion, but tho girl.
greatly to Emerson's surprise, merely
read1rmed her determination.
Are there any women In Alaskar
questioned the girl
I'm the mining camps, yes; but w
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