Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-11-30

Suppose Hllyiasd wos.t carry your
'sThsa I shall try something slsa.
| Maybe shall 20 70 mining again. I
cont know. Anyhow. che would not
let me grow dishsartsnsd II she were
| here. She wouldn't let me quit. She
isn't that sort"
Cherry Malotte stirred and shifted
| her gaze uncertainty to the cleaning
! bay. Abreast Of them the feet Of
fishing boats were drifting with the
| tide. In the distance others were dot
ted clear away to where the opal
ocean lay. A tug was passing. and
she saw the sun dash from the cargo
| In its tow. while the faint echo Of q
cong came waiting to her ears. She
stood 30 for q long moment. lighting
manfully with herself. then wheeled
apon him suddenly. There WAS . new
tone In her voice 40 she said:
III you will let me have one Of your
launches I may Be able 70 help you"
'How?" he demanded quickly.
'Never mind how. It's 4 long chance
and hardly worth trying. but-may I
talke the boatr'
Certainly" said be. There's one
lying at the dock"
He led her to the shore and saw
her aboard. then waved goodby and
walked modify back to the ONCE. graf.
lied that she should try to help him.
set certain that she could not succeed
whore he and George had failed.
"Finserless'' Fraser had breakfasted
late, 10 was his luxurious custom. and
shortly before noon. in the course Of
his dissatisfied meandsr1ngs. he found
hts friend In the ONCE, lost In sombel
thought. It vas the 6rst time In many
weeks that he had seen this mood in
Boyd. and after q fruitless effort to
make him talk be fell into his old
habit Of imaginary reading. droning
away to himself - II from q printed
page:
"'Your stay among us has not been
very pleasant, has itf Mr.. Emerson
inquired.
".Not SO that you could notice IT,
replied our hero. i don't like fish, and
! never did,
""That is the result Of prejudice;
| the 6sh II noble animal MIR. Elmer
son declared.
Hes not an animal at all. our hero
| gently corrected. Hes II biped-a reg
| ular wild biped. without either love ri
home or affection for his children. The
| salmon Is of n low order OF intelligence
| ind has Queen Anne slant 10 his
| :oof No person with a retreating fore
| head like thai knows very much. The
4 plly other member Ut the lnili.:il kinc
| .:om that is as foolish az the salmon i,
| Alton Clyde The Dish has got a shade
| the best OF ii uvc: him. nut as for
| friendship and the Stntier emotions
! why, the salmon hasn't got them ST
! all The only thing he's got is million
eggs and sense OF direction. IL hp
pns egg year. like hen. and thus
| live for million years But does
he? Not on your Sarony! He's q
| spendthrtft and turns his eggs loose q
| hatful at q time. Hes worse than q
shotgun. And then. too. he's as clan
nish AZ Harvard graduate and don I
associate with nobody out of his own
ret. No. sir! Give me q warm blooded
animal that suckles its young. III take
farmer every time
These are points had never con-
sidered.' said Mr. Emerson. but every
business has its drawbacks. you'll
agree. If I have failed rs a host. what
ran do to entertain sou while you
grace our midst?'
"'You can do most anything re-
marked his handsome companion.
You can climb a tree or do anything
except fsh all the time
".But 1t in a dark night without, and
fear some mischief IL afoot-'
".rrue! But youder beautcheous
ger"-
Reused BY the familiarity Of these
lines. Emerson looked up from his pre-
occupation and smiled at Fraeer's seri-
Gus pantomime.
"What about that 'beautcheous gel
and the mischief that il afoot?'
"Oh. I heard al about your trouble.
I Just left the pesthouse."
The whatT'
"Ths pesthouse-Clyde's Joint Amt
he Q calamity?"
"In what wayT'
.welL I like silence and quietude.
I'm fool about my quiet. but CLYDE
\ He paused as II In search for suit.
able expression. 'weli whenever
Try to say anything be Interrupts me"
After another pause he went on: Hes
dead sore on this place. too. anc
wines around IKE litter Of pups H.