Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1911-01-17

tion n total loss.
That evening when he had seen tn
night Shift started Emerson decided
to walk up to Cherry's house. for b
was worried over the days develop
ments and felt that an hour Of th'
girls society might serve to clear BIZ
thoughts.
Cherry's house was situated q shor
distance above the cannery which serv
ed rs Willis Marsh's headquarters. ant
Boyd's path necessarily took him pas
his enemy's very stronghold. Finding
the tide too high to permit of passing
beneath the dock. he turned up among
the buildings. where. to his surprise, III
encountered his own day foreman talk
ing earnestly with stranger.
The fisherman started guiltlly.
What are you doing here. LarsenT
asked Boyd.
II just walked up after supper te
have talk with an old mate"
who Is her
Hes Mr.. Marsh's foreman"
Emerson spoke out bluntly: "See
here | don't like this. These people
have caused me u lot Of trouble al
ready, and don't want my men hang
Ing around here"
'Oh. that's all right" said Larsen
carelessly. Him and me used to fish
together" And as If this were sutii'
cient explanation lie turned back to his
conversation. leaving Emerson to pro-
ceed on his way.
He found Cherry at home and. ding
Ing himself into one Of her easy chairs,
relieved bis mind Of the days occur.
renceS.
Marsh Is building those traps pure
ly out of spite. she declared indig'
nantly when be had finished. He
doesn't need any more tish-he has
plenty of traps farther up the river"
"ro be sure! 1t looks as IL we might
have to depend upon the gill netters.'
I'VE will know before long II the
fish strike In where George expects
Marsh will be out pretty penny"
And II they don't strike In where
George expects we will be out all the
expense Of building that trap"
Exactly! It's fascinating busl'
ness, isn't It? It's business In which
the unexpected Is forever happening
But the stakes are high. and-l know
you will succeed. By the way" she
continued. "have you heard the his
toric story about the pink salmon"
| He shook his head.
"Well. there was certain shrewd
| old cannery man In Washington state
whose catch consisted almost wholly
If pink fish. AS you know. that varie-
ty does not bring as high a price as
red salmon. like these. Well. finding
| that he could not sell his catch. owing
to the popular prejudice about color.
this man printed lot Of striking can
labels, which read. Best Grade Pink
Salmon, Warranted Not to Turn Red
IN the Cam They tell me it worked
kke charm"
mo wonder!!" Boyd laughed.
II wish l were a man." she went on.
I'D like to engage in business Of this
sort. something that would require In
renuity and daring. I'd like to handle
big affairs"
There Is your copper mine. You
surely handled that very cleverly."
Cherry's expression altered. and she
shot q quick glance at him as he went
| OIL.
"How Is 1t coming along. by the
way? l haven't heard you mention II
lately"
every we'll, believe. The men were
down the other day and told me II
was a big thing"
I'm delighted How does 1t seen
to be rich?"
"I-I hardly know. Rich! That has
| always been my dream, and yet
"The wonderful feature abou;
Dreams" he took advantage Of bel
pause to say. "is that they come true
mot all Of them-not the real. won
| derful Dreams" she returned.
"Oh. yes! My dream is coming true
and so Is yours"
81 have given up hoping for that
she said. without turning.
"But you shouldn't give up. Remem
Der that all the great things ever ac
compllshed were only dreams at first
and the greater the accomplishments
the more impossible they seemed te
begin with"
Something in the girls attitude and
In her silence made him feel that bis
words rang hollow and commonplace
While they had talked an unaccus
toned excitement had been mounting
In his brain, and It held him now In
kind Of delicious embarrassment II
was as II both had been suddenly en-
folded In a new and mysterious un
derstanding without the need OF
speech He did not tell himself thai
Cherry loved him, but he reused to
fresh perception of her beauty and fell
himself privileged In her nearness.
1t may have been the unusual ardol
of his gaze that warmed her cheeks
and brought her eyes back from the
world outside. At any rate. she turned
flashing him q startled glance thai
caused his pulse to leap anew. Rising
silently, she went past him to the
piano. Never before had she surprised
that look in bis eyes and at the reali
cation a wave Of confusion surged ovel
her. She strove to calm herself
through her music. which shielded
while 1t gave expression to her mood
and neither spoke rs the evening
shadows crept in upon them. But th'
girls exaltation was short lived tn