Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-09-03

self and from everything. I have
never seen anyone like YOU There are
people everywhere. Father Is some
where close by"
II don't care
II do"
."My launch is alongside; let me take
you ashore and show you what nave
done. / want you to see"
II can't. | promised to go ashore
with the Berrys and Mr.. Marsh"
"Marsh!'
Nov don't get tragic! We are all
going to look over his plant and nave
lunch there-they are expecting me.
Oh, dear!" she cried plaintively,
have seen and heard nothing but can
neries ever since we left vancouver;
The men talk nothing but fish and
packs and markets and DIVIDENDS. Us
all deadly stupid, and I'm wretchediy
tired Of 1t. Father Is the worst OF the
lot, of course"
Emerson's eyes shifted to his own
cannery. 'You haven't seen mine
ours" said he.
ooh yes, have. Mr.. Marsh pointed
it out to father and me. 1t looks just
like all the others" There was an N
stant's pause before she ran on. 10
YOU know, there is only one interesting
feature about them, to my notion, anu
that is the way the Cinnamon smoke.
Those funny, crooked pipes and those
little wads Of tobacco are too sidlcu-
lous." The lightness Of her words
damped his ardor, and brought BACK
the sense Of failure. That form'ess
huddle of buildings in the distance
seemed to him all at once very uuil
and prosaic. OF course, 1t was just IKE
scores of others that his sweethears
had seen all the way north from inc
horder-line. He had never thought OF
that till now.
q was down with the fishing fleet
at the mouth of the bay this morning
when YOU came in thought might
see YOU" he said.
cat that hour? Heavens! was
sound asleep. 1t was hard enough 70
pet I'M when we were called. Father
might have instructed the captain no.
to steam SO fast"
Boyd stared at her in hurt surprise,
but she was smiling at Alton Clyue -
the distance, and did not observe mo
look. 100
Don't you care even to hear VIVA.
l have done?" he inquired.
COT course said Mildred, bringing
her eyes back to him. ~
Hesitatingly he told her OF MS Gus,
appointments, the obstacles he nad
met and overcome, avoiding Marsh s
name and refraining from placing the
blame where It belonged. When ne had
concluded. she shook her head.
at is too bad. But Mr.. Marsh tola
us all about it before you came. BOYD,
never thought we'll OF this enterprise.
Of course, / didn't say anything against
II Won were SO enthusiastic, but you
really ought to try something big.
am sure YOU have the ability. Why, the
successful men know at home nave
no more intelligence than you, anu
they haven't half your force. As ior
thfs-wen, think you can accomplish
more important things than catching
! fish, i. +.
salmon industry is one Of the most I'M
nortant on the coast. It employs ten
| thousand men in Alaska alone, ana
thew produce ten million dollars every
year" J,
said Mildred, lightly; they make my
head ache. What l mean is that a fish
erman is nothing like-an attorney or
broker or an architect, for instance;
he is more like miner. Pardon me,
Boyd, but look at your Clothes. Sne
began to laugh. why, you look IKE
common laborer!
He became conscious for the hrst
time that he cut a sorry figure. EVERY
thing around him spoke OF wealth ana
luxury. Even the sailor that passed
at the moment was better dressed than
he, He felt suddenly awkward and out
Of place.
Il might have slicked up a bit" he
acknowledged, lamely; "but when you
came, I forgot everything else
"I was dreadfully embarrassed when
II introduced you to the Berrys and the
lrest. I dare say they thought you were
one Of Mr.. Marsh's foremen."
Never before had Boyd known the
least constraint in Mildred's presence,
but now he felt the rebuke behind her
careless manner, and 1t wounded him
deeply. He did not speak, and after q
moment she went on, with an abrupt
change of subject:
/ $50 that funny little house over
there against the hill is where the
mysterious woman lives?"
"Who?"
Cherry Malotte."
eyes. How did you learn that?"
"Mr Marsh pointed it out. He said
she came up on the same ship with
you"
"That is true"
"Why didn't you tell me? Why
didn't you write me that she was with
you in Scatter"
II don't know; didn't think OF 1t. !"
She regarded him coolly.
"Has anybody discovered who or
what she is?'
"why are you SO curious about
herr"
Mildred shrugged her shoulders.
"Your discussion with Willis Marsh
that night at our house interested me
very much l thought / would ask Mr..
Marsh to bring her around when we
went ashore. It would be rather anus
| ing. She wouldn't come out to the
Yacht and return my call. would she?"