Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1910-11-17

"What good would it have doneg'
"Why"-Cherry seemed b~ewildered-
''she could put a stop TO 1t; she could
use her influence with her father
against Marsh. | expected to see your
old crew back at work again. Oh, l
wish I had her power!'
"She wouldn't take a hand under
any circumstances-it wouldn't occur
to her-and naturally I couldn't ask
her. Boyd flushed uncomfortably.
Thanks to Georges trap, there Is no
need" He went on to tell Cherry of
the scene with Mr.. Wayland and its
stormy ending.
'They have used all their
to down you," she said, "but luck Is
with you, and you mustn't let them
succeed. Now is the time to show
them what is in you. Go in and win
her now against all of them"
He was grateful for her sympathy,
yet somehow 1t made him uncomfort-
able.
"What was it you wished to see me
about?" he asked.
"Oh! Have you seen ChakawanaT'
No"
"She disappeared early this morning
soon after the yacht came in. l can't
find her anywhere. She took the baby
with her, and-I'm worried"
Doesn't Constantine know where
she isl"
why, Constantine is down here.
isn't he?"
"He hasn't been here since yester-
day"
Cherry rose nervously. There is
something wrong, Boyd. They have
been acting queerly for a long time"
Just then Constantine came saunter-
ing round the corner Of the building.
Thank heavenr cried Cherry. "He
will know where the others are"
But when his mistress questioned
him Constantine merely replied: 81
don know. | no see Chakawana."
There is something queer about
this" said Emerson. Where have
you been all dayT"
81 go sleep. j tired from fighting
last night. | come back now and go
work. Bime'by Chakawana come back,
too, | guess"
well. | don't need you tonight, so
you'd better go back to Cherry's
house and stay there till l send for
you
AS she passed Marsh's cannery Cher
~ saw q tender moored to the dock
and noticed strangers among the build
ings. They stared at her c~uriously, as
If the sight Of a white girl attended
by a copper hued giant were part of
the picturesqueness they expected. AS
she drew neal 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 fiutter at her breast told her that
this was Mildred Wayland.
Cherry would have passed on silent
ly, but Miss Wayland checked her.
Pardon me-" she said. "Will you
tell me what that odd looking build
ing Is used forT" She pointed to the
village church.
THAT is the Greek church,
How interesting! Are there many
Greeks here?'
"No. 1t is a relic of the Russian
days. The natives worship there"
do you live here?'
Eyes. In the log house yonder."
Indeed! l tried to find some one
there, but-you were out, Of course.
You have it arranged very cozily, /
see.' Mildred's manner was family
p%atronizing. She was vexed at the
beauty and evident refinement of this
woman whom she had thought to find
so different.
"lf you will go back l will show it
to You from the inside, Miss Way
land" Cherry enjoyed her start at
the name and the look Of cold hostility
that followed.
"You have the advantage of me-"
said Mildred. II did not think we had
met. You are She raised her
brows i%nquiringly.
Cherry Malotte, of course"
II remember. Mr.. Marsh spoke of
you"
Il am sorry"
~ beg your pardong"
II say / am sorry Mr.. Marsh ever
| spoke of me-"
Mildred smiled frigidly. Evidently
you do not like him."
Nobody In Alaska likes him. DO
your"
"You see, / am not an Alaskan"
do you know that Mr.. Marsh is to
blame for all Of Boyd's misfortunes ?"
"Boyd'sT
Eyes. Boyd's, Of course. oh, let us
not pretend. ! call him by his first
name. l think you ought to know the
truth about this business, even IL Boyd
is too chivalrous to tell you"
III Mr.. Emerson blames any one but
himself for his failure 1 am sure he
would have told me-"
Then you don't know him."
II knew him to ask another to
defend him." i Il.
HE never asked me to defend him.
l merely thought that IL you knew the
truth you might help him."
II? How"