El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1910-09-15

yes" He squared his tired shoul-
ders. "But / am not beaten yet. You
taught me never to give up, Cherry
II have to go back home without q
catch and see billiard take this plant
over, why-r1l begin once more at
something new, and some day I will
succeed. But I shan't give up. I'll
can what salmon we catch and then
begin all over again next season"
"And-suppose you don't succeed
Suppose Hilliard won't carry you?"
'1Then 1 shall try something else.
Maybe 1 shall go to mining again. /
don't know. Anyhow, she would not
let me grow disheartened if 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 fleet 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 flash from the cargo
In its tow, while the faint echo Of a
song came waiting to her ears She
stood so for a long moment, fighting
manfully with herself, then wheeled
upon him suddenly. There was a new
tone in her voice as she said:
eff you will let me have one of your
launches 1 may be able to help you"
How" he demanded quickly.
Never mind how. It's long chance
and hardly worth trying, but-may !
take the boat?'
Certainly" said he. 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 Office. graf
flied that she should try to help him.
yet certain that she could not succeed
where he and George had failed.
"Fingerless" Fraser had breakfastai
late. as was his luxurious custom. and
shortly before noon. IN the course Of
his dissa tisfed meanderings, he found
his friend in the Office, lost in somber
thought 1t was the first time in many
weeks that he had seen this mood in
Boyd, and after a fruitless effort to
make him talk he fell into his old
habit Of imaginary reading, droning
away to himself as if from a printed
page:
Your stay among US has not been
very pleasant, has itT Mr.. Emerson
inquired.
"'Not so that you could notice it,
replied our hero. I don't like fish, and
1 never did,
THAT is the result Of prejudice;
the fish is a noble ANIMAL Mr.. Elmer
son declared.
Hes not an animal at ALL our hero
gently corrected. He's a biped-a reg
ular wild biped, without either love Of
home or affection for his children. The
salmon is of low order of intelligence
and has a Queen Anne slant to his
roof. No person with a retreating fore
head like that knows very much. The
only other member of the animal king
dom that is as foolish as the salmon is
Alton Clyde. The fish has got a shade
the best of it over him, but as for
friendship and the gentler emotions
why, the salmon hasn't got them at
all. The only thing he's got is a million
eggs and a sense of direction. II he
had a spark Of intelligence he'd lay
live for a million years. But does
he? Not on your Sarony! He's a
spendthrift and turns his eggs loose a
hatful at a time. He's worse than q
shotgun. And then, too. he's as CLAN
nish as a Harvard graduate and don't
associate with nobody out of his own
set. No. sir Give me a warm blooded
animal that suckles its young. I'll take
4 farmer every time
These are points / had never con-
sidered.' said Mr.. Emerson. but every
business has its drawbacks, you'll
agree. If l have failed as a host. what
IAN do to entertain you while you
grace our midst?
You can do most anything re-
marked his handsome companion.
You can climb tree or do anything
except fish all the time
" But it is dark night without, and
fear some mischief is afoot-'
True! But yonder beautcheous
yeP"-
Reused by the familiarity Of these
ines, Emerson looked up from his pre-
and smiled at Fraser's seri-
)us pantomime.
What about that 'beautcheous gel
md the mischief that is afoot?"
"Oh, heard all about your trouble.
just left the pesthouse."
''The whatY'
1.-The pesthouse-Clyde's Joint Amt
lie a calamityP'
I'm what wayr'
''Well, l like silence and quietude.
m fool about my quiet, but Clyde
lie paused as If in search for suit
bile expression. "Wen. whenever /
~ to say anything he interrupts me-"
After another pause he went on: He's
lead sore on this place. too. and
yhineS arOII0d like O liftar of Nuns He