Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-08-25

do consider myself fortunate IN es--
Gaping at the last moment" BOYD
laughed easily. by the way, what
happened to the man they mistook for
me?"
LET him go. believe. didn't pay
much attention to the matter" Marsh
had been using his eyes to good advan-
tage, and, seeing the work even better
in hand than he had supposed. ne was
moved by irritation and the desire 70
goad his opponent to say more than ne
intended. II rather think you Will nave :,
a lot to explain, one of these days,
he said, with deliberate menace.
with fifty thousand cases OF sal.
mon aboard The Bedford Castle VIII
explain anything. Meanwhile the po-
lice may go to the DEVIL" The cool
assurance Of the young mans tone
reused the would-be tormentor like q
personal affront.
"You got away from Seattle. but
there is a commissioner at Dutcn
Harbor, also deputy marshal, who
may have better success with war
rant than those policemen had" The
Trust manager could not keep down
the angry tremor In his voice, and the
other, perceiving 1t, replied In a man
ner designed to inflame him still more:
Eyes, l have heard of those officers.
understand they are both In your en-
ploy."
what"
ri hear you have bought them"
do you mean to insinuate-
II don't mean to insinuate anything.
Listen! We are where we can talk
plainly, Marsh, and am tired OF all
this subterfuge. You did what you
could to stop me, you even tried 10
have me killed"
"You dare to-"
| "But l guess it never occurred TO
you that may be Just as desperate as
you are"
The men stared at each other with
hostile eyes, but the accusation had
come so suddenly and with such bold
ness as to rob Marsh of words. Elmer
son went on In the same level voice:
II broke through in spite OF you, ana
I'm on the job. II you want to cry
quits, I'm willing; but. by God, won !.
be baked, and II any OF your hired
marshals try to take me before ! put
up my catch I'll put him away. Under
stand?"
Willis Marsh recoiled involuntarily
before the sudden ferocity that blazed
up in the speakers face. "You are In
sane" he cried.
"Am II" Emerson laughed harshly.
well, I'm just crazy enough to DO
what say. don't think you're the
kind that wants hand-to-hand trouble,
so let's each attend to his own affair.
I'm doing well, thank you, and think
can get along better If you don't
come back here until send for you.
Something might fall on you"
Marsh's full red lips went pallid
with rage as he said, ''Then it is to be
war, eh?"
"suit yourself" Boyd pointed to the
shore. "Your boatman is waiting for
you"
AS Marsh made his way to the
waters edge he stumbled like blind
man: his lips were bleeding where his
small. sharp teeth had bitten them
and he painted like an hysterica
woman.
During the next fortnight the sailing
ships began to assemble, standing In
under a great spread Of canvas to
berth close alongside the two steam.
ships. for. once the ice had moved
north. there was no further obstacle
to their coming, and the harbor was
soon livened with putting tugs, un'
wieldy LIGHTERS, and fleets Of smaller
vessels. Where. but short time be.
fore the brooding silence had been
undisturbed save for the plant OF the
wolf-dogs and the lazy voices OF the
natives, a noisy army was now al
work. The hustle Of a great prepare
tiol arose; languid smoke-wreaths be
gan to unf,,rl above the stacks OF the
canneries; the stamp and clang Of tin
machines re-echoed; hammer and saw
maintained never-ceasing hubbub
Down at the new plant scows were be
ing launched while yet the pitch was
warm on their seams; buildings were
rising rapidly, and crew had gone
I'D the river to get out raft Of piles
On the morning after the arrival 81
the last ship, Emerson and his com
panions were treated to genuine sur
prise. Cherry had gone down to the
site as usual--she could not let day
go by without visiting the place-and
| Clyde, after a tardy breakfast, had
| lust come ashore. They were watching
Big George direct the launching Of a
scow, when all Of sudden they heard
familiar voice behind them CRY
cheerfully:
.sHello. white folks! Here we are
all together again"
! They turned to behold villainous
looking man beaming benignly upon
them. He was dirty, his clothes were
in rags, and through riotous bristle
OF beard that hid his thin features i
NANCY patch showed on either cheek
It was undeniably "Fingerless" Fra
ser, but how changed, how altered
from that radiant flower Of Incidence
they had known! He was pallid
emaciated and bedraggled: his attitude
showed hunger and abuse, and his
bony joints seemed about to pierce
through their tattered covering. As
they stood speeches. with amazement
he made his identification complete by
protruding his tongue from the corner
Of his mouth and gravely closing one
eye in O. wink of exceeding wisdom.
"Fraser!" they cried In chorus, then
| foil upon him r1oisily. shaking his