Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1910-12-09


association
Boyd felt himself growing numb.
what do you mean by packing in
dustriesY" asked Mildred.
"Canneries - salmon fisheries. We
own 60 per cent of the plants Of the
entire coast, including Alaska. That's
why I've been SO keen about that
north country. Boyd. You never
guessed it, chg"
mo. sir" Boyd stammered.
well we control the supply. and
we will regulate the market We will
allow only what competition we de-
sire. 1t was a beautiful transaction"
Was he dreaming? Boyd wondered.
His mouth was dry. but he managed to
inquire:
"What about the independent can"
neries?"
Marsh laughed. There is no senti-
ment in business! There are about 40
per cent too many plants to suit us. |
believe | am capable Of attending to
them"
"Mr. Marsh is the general manager"
! Wayland explained. with the mar
ket in our own hands and sufficient
capital to operate at Il loss for Il year
or two years. If necessary don't
think the independent plants will cost
us much"
Now for the first time Emerson re
allied the Improperly of his own pres
ent position. He was here in the Way
land home under false pretenses: they
had barred to him secrets not rightly
his with which he might arm himself
When this. too. became known to the
financier he would regard him not only
as presumptuous enemy, but as a
traitor. Boyd knew the old tyrant too
well to doubt his course of action:
| thenceforth there would be war to the
hilt.
The, announcement Of dinner inter
rupted his dismayed reflections. and he
walked out in company with Mr.. Way
land. who linked arms with him us if
to afford Willis Marsh every advan-
tage. tlecting though it might prove.
"He is a wonderful fellow" the old
gentleman observed soto voce. indicat
ing Marsh-"one of the keenest bust
ness men ever met"
"Yes?"
Indeed he is. He is money maker,
too; his associates swear by him. II
were you. my boy. | would study
him; he is a good man to initiate"
At the dinner table the talk at first
was general and of character appro-
! pirate for the hour. but Miss Wayland.
oddly enough. displayed such an un-
usual thirst for information regarding
| the North American Packers associa-
ton that her father was moved to re-
mark upon it,
What in the wor D has come over
you. Mildred?" he sand You never
cared to hear about my Colngs BE-
fore"
please don't discourage me-" she
urged. Il an really in earnest
should like 70 know all about this new
trust Of yours. Perhaps my little uni
verse is growing bit tiresone to me-"
80 far it has been all hard work"
Wayne Wayland at length announced.
''but in the future propose to derive
some pleasure from this affair. | ani
tired out For Il long time have been
planning trip somewhere. and now
| I think | shall make Il tour Of inSpec-
ton in the spring and visit the various
holdings of the North American Pack
ers' association. In that way | can
combine recreation and business"
How far will you go?" questioned
Boyd.
"Clear up to Mr.. Marsh's station"
"Kalvik:'
"Yes; that Is the PLAN" Marsh chin
ed in. "You see. am selfish in urging
it. Miss Wayland. expect you to
| join the party"
IL am sure you would like 1t. Mil
dred." the magnate added.
Boyd could scarcely believe his ears.
Would they come to Kavik? Would
they all assemble there in that unnap'
ped nook? And. supposing they should.
had he the courage to continue his
mad enterprise? 1t was all so unreal:
He was torn between the desire to
| have Mildred agree and fear of the in
fucnce Marsh might gain during such
a trip. But Miss WayIand evidently
had an eve to her own comfort. for
she replied:
mo, indeed The one thing abhor
above land travel is sea voyage:
am wretched sailor"
but this trip on yacht would be
l.; " n
it will be regular voyage of discov,
ery. am as excited over it as Il coun
try boy OH circus day"
Marsh seconded him with all his
powers Of persuasion. but the girl.
greatly to EmerSon's surprise. merely
reatirmed her determination.
Are there any women in Alaska"
question the girl.
lin the mining camps. yes; but we
fishermen live lonely lives"
But the coy. shrinking Indian maid
ems? have read about Them.
.'They are terrible affairs" Marsh
declared.
Not always! Boyd gave voice to
his general annoyance. II have seen
some very attractive squaws. partic-
ularly breeds"
"Where!" demanded the other.
well, ut Kalvik. for instance-your
| home. You must know Chakawana.
i the girl they call the snowbird!
mo"
Come. come! She knows you well"
"Ah. mystery! He is conreallns
something" cried Miss Wnyland