The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1910-10-15
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'.Ily Old man llacl q whole stEinB Of
( hanks . Fraser 6YeFred hastily.
..Tell meis lIr. Emerson Al 2 asked
the girl
.'Ill enough to HEX a den Of Wild
cats
..He intended coming out 20 the
yacht last night, but he disappointed
Us
Hes as busy as an ant hill. met
/ rim turning IN Just as came ont for
/ rny nstitutionil.' =
.gyVhere had he been all uIght?T Her
voice betrayed an interest that Fraser
was quick to detect. E1e answered
cannlly:
You can search mel cont keep
cases on him. AS long MS be does ms
work / DON'T care where 1e goes ut
quitting time" He resolved that this
girl should learn nothing from him.
There seem to be very Few white
women, In. tlitt place. she said after
a pause.
ssOniy one, tn you people came.
Maybe you've erased her Hail?"
..Mr. Emerson told me about her.
| ae seems quite fond of her"
.sI've always said they'd make
;we1l looking pair"
-'0ne can hardly blame hertfor trying
to catch him r
'tOh, you can make book that she
didn't. start no Iovemaking. She amt
the kind 70 curl up In a mans ear and
whisper. She don't have to. All she
needs to do Is look natural. The men
win fall Ike ripe persimmons"
'They have been together great
deal. 1 suppose"
Every hour OF the day. andfthe days
are long, said Fraser cheerfully. But
he amt crippled. He could have walk
ed away if he'd wanted to. It's a good
thing he didn't, though, because she's
done more to win this bet for US than
we've done ourselves"
'She's unusually pretty" the girl re
marked coldIy.
Eyes. and she's just MS bright MS she
IS good looking. But don't care for
bIonds.r Fraser Sazed admlrIngly Mt
the brown hair before him and rolled
his eyes eloquentIy. I'm strong for
brunettes, am. It's the creole blood
In me-
She gathered up her wild flowers and
rose, saying:
I'm 60 with yon.'' He jumped to
his feet with alacrlty.
THANK you. i prefer to walk alone"
''DeclIned with thnnks!r he 1nurmur-
ed. ED need ear NUNS and mittens
to handle her. think TIL build me
some bonfire and tlaw out. She must
own the mint"
At the upper cannery Mildred found
Alton clyde with the Younger Berry
girl She called him aside and talked
earnestly with him for several min
IAN right he said ut length. "rm
glad to get out, of course. The rest is
up to you"
NIildred's lips were white and her
voice hard as she cried:
Il am thoroughly sick Of 1t all!
have played the fool long e1ough!"
Nov. look here,' clyde objected
weakly. ''you may be mistaken. and It
doesn't look like quite the square thing
Leave that to me. I'm through
with him.
''AlI right Tets hunt up the gov
ernor." Together they went to the Of
ice In search Of Wayne WayInnd.
"A half hour later when Clyde re-
Joined Miss Berry she noticed that he
seemed Ill Mt ense. gazing down the
bay with a worried. speculative look
in his colorIess eyes.
Boyd Emerson reused from his death
like siumher late In the afternoon. still
worn from his long strnIn and aching
III every muscle. He was In wretched
plight physically. but his heart was
u;low with gluduess. Big George was
StllI ut the trap. and the uuceaslng
rumble from across the way told him
thnt the Dish we're SIN coming in, AS
he was anlshIng his bre9kfas watch.
man appeared In the doorway.
'''rhere'H launch ut the dock with |
some people from above" he an |
nounced. II stopped them. according |
to orders, but they want to see you"
''ShOw them to the Office" Boyd rose
and went iuto the other building, where
a moment Inter ,he was confronted by
Wayne Wayland aud Willis Marsh. |
The old man nodded to him shortly.
Marsh began:
I'VE heard about your good fortune.
Mr. Wayland has come to look over
your plant
"It Is not for sale" .. /
How many Dish are you gettingT
THAT Is my buslness.' He turped
to Mr.. WayIand. 81 hardly expected /
to see you bore. Haven't you tnsulted
me enough2"
"Just a moment before you order me
out, I'm a stakeholder In this COM
pany. and lam within my rights"
''You stockholder7 How much !
stock do You own2 Where did you