The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-12-22

a fair chance. There are fish enough
for MS all in the Kalvik. but that man
has used the power of your organiza-
ton to ruin me not for business rea-
sons. but for personal spite. I have
played thu game squarely, Mr.. Way
land. but unless this ceases I'm
through"
"YOu are through"
Eyes. The run is nearly a week old,
and haven't berup to pack my salm-
on. nave less tnan nuir u boat crew,
and Of those half are laid up"
The president Of the trust stirred
for the first time since Boyd had be-
gun his recital. The grim lines about
his mouth set themselves deeper. and,
staring with cold gray eyes at the
speaker, he said:
"Well. sir, what you have told me
Marsh is the right man in the right
place."
Completely taken back by this un-
expected reply, Boyd exclaimed:
"You don't mean to say that you APP
prove of what he has done?"
Eyes, of what know he has done.
Mr.. Marsh is pursuing a definite poll
You have shown Inc that he has done
his work we'll. You knew before you
left the east that we intended to crush
all opposition"
EmersOn's voice was sharp as he
cried. II understand all that, but am l
TO understand also that the directors
Of the N. A. p. A. instructed him to
kill me"
Tut. tut! Don't talk nonsense. You
admit that you have no proof of Will
lis connection with the attempt upon
your life. You put yourself in the
way Of danger when you hired scab
labor to break that strike. I think you
got off very easily"
III Marsh was instructed to- crush
the independents, why has he centered
all his efforts on me alone7 Why has
he spent this summer in Kalvik and
not among the other stations to the
south?"
THAT Is our business. Different
methods are required in different local
ities."
'"Then you have no criticism to make
you uphold him?" Boyd's indignation
was getting beyond control.
"None whatever. Your complaints
do not appeal to me. Even granting
your absurd assumption that Marsh
tried to put you out Of the way, it
seems to me that you have more than
evened the score"
Howl
HE is still wearing bandages over
that knife thrust you gave him."
Emerson leaped to his feet.
"He knows l didn't do that-every-
body knows it," he cried. HE lied to
you"
1--WE won't discuss that" said Wayne
Wayland CURLY. "What do you want
me to do?"
II want you to end this persecution.
I want you to call him off,
"In other words, you want me to
save you" .if
Emerson swallowed. II suppose it
|
alone. I want n square DEAL"
"Well, I won't" Wayland's voice
hardened suddenly: his sound. white
teeth snapped together. you are get
ting exactly what you deserve. You be-
trayed me by spying upon me while
you broke bread in my house. see
nothing reprehensible in Mr.. Marshs
| o0n6l10t INIT ~
not censure him. Any measures are
| justifiable against traitor"
| Boyd Emerson's face went gray be-
meath it's coating Of tan, and his voice
! threatened to break as he said:
~ am no traitor. and you know 1t.
l thought you a man Of honor, and l
came to you not for help. but for JUS
tice. But l see was mistaken! am
beginning to believe that Marsh, acted
under your Instructions from the
FIRST"
believe what you choose"
"You think you've got me, but you
| haven't. I'll beat you yet"
''You can't beat me at anything"
Mr. Wayland's jaws were set like
| iron.
Not this year perhaps, but next.
You and Marsh have whipped me this
time. but the salmon will come again,
and I'll run my plant in spite Of hell!'
| Wayne Wayland made as If to
speak. but Boyd went ~on unheeding:
You've taken dislike to me. but
your conduct shows that you fear me.
You are afraid I'll succeed, and
will"
Brave talk!' said the older man.
but you owe 100000, and your
stockholders will learn Of your mis-
management"
"Your persecution. you meant" cried
the other. Il can explain. They will
wait another year. will raise more
money, and thew will stand nv mo"