El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1910-09-17
Continued from Yesterday

the girl After her swarned a crowd
Of slant eyed. copper hued Aleuts,
Those in the kyaks astern cast off and
padded toward the beach.
Tive got fifty men, the, best on the
river. / tried to get more, but-there
aren't any more"
"Fingerless" Fraser slapped himself
resoundingly upon the thigh and ex-
ploded profanely. Boyd seized the
girls hands in his and wrung them
Cherry, you're a treasurer The
memory Of his desperate resolution Of
a moment before swept over him sud-
denly and his voice trembled with
great thankfulness.
Don't thank mer' Cherry ex-
claimed eft was more Constantine's
work than mine"
but 1 don't understand. These are
Marsh's. men,"
ITO be sure, but was good to them
when they were hungry last winter.
and 1 prevailed upon them to come.
They aren't very good fishermen.
:
work half as hard as white men, but
it's the best 1 could do" She laughed
gladly, more than repaid by the look in
her companions face. Now get me
some lunch. Pm fairly starved"
Big George, when be had fully
grasped the situation. became the boss
fisherman on the instant Before tho
others had reached the cookhouse he
was busted in laying out his crews and
distributing his gear. The impossible
had happened; victory was in sight;
the fish were running. He cared to
know no more
That night the floors Of the fish dock
grcaned beneath a weight Of silver
sided salmon piled waist high to a tall
man. All through the cool, dim lit
hours the ranks OF Chinese butchers
hacked and slit and slashed with swift,
sure, tireless strokes, while the great
building echoed hollowly to the clank
Of machines and the Kissing signs Of
the soldering furnaces
1t seemed to Boyd that he had never
felt such elation as during the days
that followed. He trod upon air; his
head was in the clouds. He joked with
his men, inspiring them with his own
good humor and untiring energy. He
was never idle save during the odd
hours that he snatched for sleep
While the daily output was disap-
pearing. Emerson drew consolation
from the prospect that his pack would
be large enough at least to avert utter
ruin.
Up at the trusts headquarters Willis
Marsh was in fine fury. AS far as
possible his subordinates avoided him.
On the third day after Boyd's deliv-
erance Constantine sought him out in
company with several Of the native
fishermen, translating their demand to
be paid for the fish they had caught.
Cant they wait until the end of the
weekT' Emerson inquired.
''No! They got no money-they got
no grub. They say little baby is hon.
cry. and they like money now. So soon
hey buy grub, they work some more"
Very we'll Here's an order on the
Boyd tore a leaf from his notebook
md wrote few words on it, telling
he men to present it at the Office. AS
Constantine was about to leave he
,alled to him:
''Wait. l want to talk with you"
The breed halted,
How long have you known Mr..
darsh?"
''Me know him long time"
do you like him?"
A flicker ran over the fellows cop
,ery face as he replied:
Eyes. Him good man.
You used to work for him, did yos
lotY'
Yes"
why did you quitT'
Constesnl .ile hesitated slightly before |
answering, Me go work for Cherry"
Why"
She good 70 my little broder. You |