Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1910-12-01

IA his post. while the cavernous
I'M building shuddered and Kissed
- to the straining toll Of the ma.
chimes and the gaspng breath of the
| furnaces. AS the darkness gathered
he had gone out upon the dock to look
regretfully toward the twinkling lights
on the Grande Dame, then turned dog
gedly back to his labors. He would have
sent Mildred word but he had not a
single man to spare.
At 10 o'clock the next morning lie
| staggered into his quarters more dead
than alive. In his heart was great
thankfulness that Big George had not
found him wanting. The last defective
machine was mended. the last weak.
ness strengthened. and the plant had
reached its fullest stride. The fish
might come now in any quantity: the
rest was but a matter of coal and iron
and human endurance. Meanwhile he
! would sleep
lie met "Finger!ess" Fraser emerg.
ing. decked royalty in all the splendor
of new clothes and spotless linen.
where are you going" Boyd asked
him
'1'm going out into society"
Clyde is taking you to the yacht,
eh?"
mo. He's afraid Of my work. SO
I'm going out on my own. He told
me all about the swell quilts Mt Marsh S
place, so thought I'd lam up there
and lool; them over. may cop an
heiress He winked wisely. "If see
one that looks gentle I'm liable to grail
me some bride. He says there amt
one that's got less than couple of
millions in her kick"
Boyd was too weary to do more than
wish MIN success. but it seemed that
fortune favored Fraser. for before he
had gone far he saw a young woman
seated in patch OF wild flowers
plucking the blooms with careless hand
while she drank In the beauty of the
bright arctic morning. She was sim
ply dressed, yet looked so prosperous
that Fraser instantly dccided:
That's her. I'll spread my checks
with this one. Good morning." he be
gan.
The girl gave him an Indifferent
glance from two fearless eyes and
nodded slightly.
IF you don't mind III rest a min
ute. I'm out for my morning walk
It's nice day. isn't it?" AS she did
not answer he ran on glibly: my
name is De Benvil!e. I'm one Of the
New Orleans branch. That's my can
merry down yonder." He pointed In the
direction from which he had just come
! Il thought that was Mr. EmersOn's
cannery." she said.
"Oh. the idea. He only runs it fol
me. put up the money. You know
| him. Ell"
The girl nodded. "Yes. know Mr.
Clyde also"
"Who--Alton:" he queried with re
assuring warmth. "Why. yOu and
have got mutual friends. Alton and
me is pals" He shook his head sol
EMMY "Ain't he a scourge:'
-! beg your pardon"
~ say. amt he an awful thing? He
min. anything like Emerson, There's
n ring tailed swallow all right. all
right like him"
Are you very intimate with him."
IAN l? I'm closer to him than a
porous plaster. When Boyd amt
around I'm him. that's all. Is thu,
your yachts"
mo. My father and are merely
passengers"
$50 you trailed the old skeezicks
along with you? Well. that's right
Make the most of your father while
you've got him. II I'd paid more at
tention to mine I'd have been better
of now. Hut l was wild" Fraser
winked in manner to inform his lis
tener that all worldly wisdom was his
II wanted to be a jockey, and the old
party cut me OF. What I've got now
| made all by myself, but II I'd stayed
In bloomington might have beer
president of the bank by this time"
Bloomington. understood you Il
say New Orleans"
"My old man had a whole string g.
banks" Fraser averred hastily.
"Tell me--is Mr.. Emerson ill? asked