Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1910-09-22

'''"sS' anu HIS hurry paws cOltlhueu
to open and close hungrily.
"Do you mean bus!ncss?" he below
ed ut Emerson. Can YOU fight?'
YES"
This gang won't stop at anything"
warned Dalt.
"Ncithcr will L. affirmed the other.
with r,nwl and n dangerous down
drawing Of his lip corners. 1--WE got
to win. 50 don't waste any time won
dcrin. bow far ri go. What want
10 laow Is If sou will Join my entrr-
Prise"
"lll give rNy life to IT,"
II know you would" flashed Cherrr.
"AnG IL We don't beat Willis Marsh.
by glory. I'll kill him" Bait shouted.
fully capable Of carrying out his
threat. for his bloodshot eyes were
lit with bitter hatred. Turning to the
girl, he said;
"Now give mo something to eat I've
been living on doGhsh till my belly
IA full of bones"
Long after Cherry had gone to bed
she heard the murmur of their voices.
IFS all arranged" they advised her
at the breakfast table. I'VE leave to-
morrow"
"romorrow?" she echoed bankly.
I'VE start in the morning. We have
no time to waste"
She felt Il sudden dread at her heart.
turn: What If some untoward peril
should ovcrtnke them on the outward
trip? 1t was hazardous journey, and
George Bal, was the most reckless
, main on the Boring coast. Emersons
next words added to her alarm:
well catch the mail boat at Kat
mai"
"Katmai." she broke in sharply
You said you were going by the liam
! ma route" She turned on Bait anGri
| ly. You know better than to suggest
such n thing"
II didn't suggest It," said Bait. ITS
Mr. Emersons own idea he insists"
II shall be dreadfully worried until
! I know you are safely over" said the
| girl. new note of wistful tenderness
| in her voice.
Nonsense! We've all taken bigger
risks before"
do you know" she began hesitat-
ingly. i've been thinking that per.
haps you'd better not take up this
enterprise after all"
why not:" he asked. with an in
credulous stare 81 thought you were
enthusiastic on the subject
Il am believe in the proposition
thoroughly" Cherry limped on. but
we'll. was entirely selfish in getting
you started. for it possibly means my
own salvation. but
ITS my last chance also" Boyd
broke in.
"A few days ago you were stranger;
now you are friend" she said stead
lily. zones likes and disllkes grow
rapidly when tlss are not choked by
convention. | like you too well to see
you do this. You are too good man
to become the prey of those people
Remember George Bait"
"Balt hasn't started yet. For the
first time he is n real menace to Willis
Marsh"
Wont you take my advice and re
cons!der?" urged the girl.
Listen" said the young man ~
came to this country with definite
purpose in mind. and had three years
In which to work 1t out. | needed
money-GOd. how l needed money
They may talk about the emptiness OF
riches and tell you that men labor
not for the XIII but for the pursuit
not for the score, but for the contest
Maybe some of them do. but with me
1t was gold needed. gold had tt
have. and didn't care much how
got 1t so long as / got 1t honestly.
focused every power upon my desire
but curse was on me-a curse
nothing less. At first took misfor
tune philosophically. but when 1t came
and slept with me began to rage a
1t. 1t was terrifying because my timt
was shortening. and the last day o.
grace was rushing toward me.
"Just to show you what luck play
ed in, ut Dawson | found n prospect
that would have made most men rich
and. although such Il thing had neve
happened in that locality before. i
pinched out. tried again and again
and finally found another mine. onl!
to be robbed OF 1t by the Canadian
laws In such a manner that there wa
not the faintest hope Of my ever re
covering the property. Finally SHIFTED
from mining to other ventures, and
the town burned. awoke in mid
night blizzard to see my chance for q
fortune licked up by flames. while the
hiss Of the water froW the tiremen's
hose seemed directed at me. and tn,
voice of the crowd sounded like jeers
II was among the first at Nome ant
, staked alongside the discoveries wht
/, undertook to put me In right for once
but. although the fellows around IN,
, made fortunes In a day. my GROUND
|, was barren and my bedrock sweep
clean by that unseen hand which
always felt, but could never avoid
Once broken snOwShoe In n rae,
, to the recorders office lost me for
tune; at another time corrupt judg'
, plunged me from certainty to despair
| and all the while my time was grow
ing shorter and was growing poorer
; 1.-TWO hours after the Topkuk strik'
was made I drove past the shaft, bu
the one partner known to me had gon'
, to the cabin to build II fire and t.,
, other one lied to me, thinking | wa
, q stranger. l heard afterward thu