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v«• v•* & The SILVER. HORDE1 By REX BEACH, Author of "The Spoilers" and 'The Barrier" Copyright. 1909, by Htrpar A Brothers )Je|»e4»o|»e«5»a4e«|n|o«i»e«|»e4»e4»e«e«j» [CONTOTUBD.] As for Boyd the fever In his veins mounted daily as he saw his dream assuming concrete form. Always he found Cherry at bis shoulder, unob trusive and silent for the most part, yet intensely observant and keenly alive to every action. She seemed to have the faculty of divination, know ing when to be silent and when to join ber mood with his, and she gave him valuable help, for she possessed a practical mind. One day when their preparations were nearly completed a foreman came to Boyd and said ex citedly: "Boss, I'd like you to look at the iron Chinks right away." "What's up?" "I don't know, but something is wrong." A hurried examination show ed the machines to be cunningly crip pled certain parts were entirely miss ing while others were broken. The iron Chink, or mechanical cleaner, is perhaps the most ingenious of the many labor saving devices used \n the salmon fisheries. It is an awk ward looking, vet very effective con trivance of revolving knives and con veyors which seizes the fish whole and delivers it cleaned, clipped, cut and ready to be washed. With superhu man dexterity it does the work of twenty lightning like butchers. With out the aid of these iron Chinks Boyd knew that his fish would spoil before they could be handled. He hastened straightway to George Bait A half hour's run down the bay and he clam bered from his launch to the pile driver, where, amid the confusion and noise, he made known his tidings. The big fellow's calmness amazed him. "What are you going to do now?" "Butcher by hand," said the fisher man. "But how? That takes skilled labor —lots of it." George grinned "I'm too old a bird to be caught like this. I figured on ac cidents from the start, and when I hired my Chinamen I included a crew of cutters. Willis Marsh will have to try again." CHAPTER XIV. W HILE they were talking a tug boat towing a pile driver came into view. Boyd asked the meaning of its presence in this part of the river. "I don't know," answered Big George, staring intently. "Yonder looks like another one behind it, with a raft of piles." "I thought all the company traps were up stream." "So they are. I can't tell what they're up to." A half hour later, when the new flotilla had come to anchor a short distance below, Emerson's companion began to swear. "1 might have known it." "What?" "Marsh aims to 'cork' us.H "What is that?" "He's going to build a trap on each side of this one and cut off our fish." "Good Lord! Can he do that?" "Sure! Why not? The law gives us 600 yards both ways. As long as he stays outside of that limit he can do anything he wants to." "Then of what use is our trap? The salmon follow definite courses close to the shore, and if he intercepts them before they reach us—why, then we'll get only what he lets through." "That's his plan," said Big George sourly. "If an old game, but it don't always work. You can't tell what salmon will do till they do It I've studied this point of land for five years, and I know more about it than anybody else except the Creator. If the fish hug the shore, then we're up against it but I think they strike in about here that's why I chose thia site. We can't tell, though, till the run starts. All we can do now is see that them people keep their distance." The 'Head" of a salmon trap con sists of a row of web hung piling that runs out from the shore for many hun dred feet forming a high, stout fence that turns the schools of fish jn/i leads them into cunningly contrived inclo sures, or "pounds," at the outer ex tremity, from which they are "brailed" as needed. These corrals are so built that once the fish are Inside they cannot escape. The entire struc ture is devised upon the principle that the salmon will not make a short turn, but will swim as nearly as possible in a straight line. It looked to Boyd as if Marsh, by blocking the line of prog ress above and below, had virtually destroyed the efficiency' of th^ new trap, rendering the cost of its construc tion a total loss. That evening when he had seen the night shift started Emerson decided to walk up to Cherry's house, for he was worried over the day's develop ments and felt that an hour of the girl's society might serve to clear his thoughts. Cherry's house was situated short distance above the cannery which serv ed as Willis Marsh's headquarters, and Boyd's path necessarily took him past his enemy's very stronghold. Finding the tide too high to permit of passing sneath tlio dock, he turned up among the bufldingSjjehere, to his swgpteejM encountered um uwu day foreman'talk ing earnestly with a stranger. The fisherman started guiltily. "What are you doing here, Larson?" asked Boyd. "I just walked up after Bupper to have a talk with an old mate." "Who is he?" "He's Mr. Marsh's foreman." Emerson spoke out bluntly: "See here. I don't like this. These people have caused me a lot of trouble al ready, and I don't want my men hang ing around here." "Oh, that's all right" sold Larsen carelessly. "Him and me used to fish together." And as if this were a suffi cient explanation he turned back to his conversation, leaving Emerson to pro ceed on his way. He found Cherry at home and, fling ing himself into one of her easy chairs, relieved his mind of the day's occur rences. "Marsh is building those traps pure ly out of spite, she declared indig nantly when he had finished. "He doesn't need any more fish—he has plenty of traps farther up the river." "To be sure! It looks as if we might have to depend upon the gill netters." "We will know before long. If the fish strike In where George expects Marsh will be out a pretty penny." "And if they don't strike in where George expects we will be out all the expense of building that trap." "Exactly! It's a fascinating busi ness, isn't It? It's a business in which the unexpected Is forever happening. But the stakes are high, and—I 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 a certain shrewd old cannery man in Washington state whose catch consisted almost wholly of 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 a lot of striking can labels, which read, 'Best Grade Pink Salmon, Warranted Not to Turn Red In the Can.' They tell me it worked Rke a charm." "No wonder!" Boyd laughed. "I wish I wer© a man," she went on. "I'd like to engage in a business of this sort something that would require in genuity 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 a quick glance at him as he went on. "How is It coming along, by the way? I haven't heard you mention it lately." "Very well, I believe. The men were down the other day and told me it was a big thing." "I'm delighted. How does it seem to be rich?" "I—I hardly know. Rich! That has always been my dream, and yet"— "The wonderful feature about dreams," he took advantage of her pause to say, "is that they come true." "Not all of them—not the real, won-' derful dreams," she returned. "Oh, yes! My dream Is coming true, and so is yours." "I have given up hoping for that" she said, without turning. "But you shouldn't give up. Remem ber that all the great things ever ac complished were only dreams at first and the greater the accomplishments the more impossible they seemed to begin with." Something in the girl's attitude and in her silence made him feel that his words rang hollow and commonplace. While they had talked an unaccus tomed excitement had been mounting in his brain, and it held him now in a kind of delicious embarrassment It was as if both had been suddenly en folded in a new and mysterious un derstanding without the need of speech. He did not tell himqelf thfit Cherry loved him, but he roused to a fresh perception of her beauty and felt himself privileged in her nearness. It may have been the unusual ardor of his gaze that warmed her cheeks and brought her eyes back from the world outside. At any rate, she turned, flashing him a startled glance that caused his pulse to leap anew. Rising silently, she went past him to the piano. Never before had she surprised that look in his eyes and at the reali zation a wave of confusion surged over her. She strove to calm herself through her music, which shielded while it gave expression to her mood, and neither spoke as the evening shadows crept in upon them. But the girl's exaltation was short lived the thought came that Boyd's feeling was but transitory he was not the sort to burn lasting incense before more than one shrine. Nevertheless, at this mo ment he was hers, and In the joy of that certainty she let the moments slip. They heard a child crying some where in the rear of the house and Chakawana's voice soothing then in a moment the Indian girl appeared in the doorway, saying something about going out with Constantino. Cherry acquiesced half consciously, Impatient of the intrusion. Boyd finally rose and, going to the door, saw that the sky was deeply overcast, rendering the night as dark as in afar lower latitude. "I've overstayed my welcome," he ventured and smiled at her answering laugh. With a trace of solicitude she said: "Wait! IH get you a raincoat" But he reached out & detaining hand. In the darkness it encountered the bare flesh of her arm. "Please don't! You'd have to strike a light to find It and I don't want a light now." "It has been a pleasant evening," she said inanely. "I saw you for the first time tonight, Cherry. I think I have begun to know you." Agajto she felt her heart leap. Reacb tog oaf to say goodbyT his hand slipped 1 down o\ei uci .,1'u line ur^n'uQtil her palm lay in bis, With trembling, gentle ha pushed him from her. da she When the black bulk of Marih'ft can nery loomed ahead of Emerso: the gravel beach and turned the buildings, seeking to re£ace his former course. As he turned the cor ner of the first building he nearly ran against a man who was standing mo tionless against the wall. Tte fellow, with a sharp exclamation, vanished into the gloom. Boyd lost n« time in gaining the plank runway ttat led to the dock and, finding an an£le in the building, backed into it and vaited. he left among Prom his momentary glimpse of the man as he made off be knew, that he was tall and active—just the/ sort of person to prove dangerous la an en counter. But if his suspicions were correct there must be others close by, and Boyd wondered why he had heard no signal. After a breathless wait of a moment or two he stole cautiously out and, selecting the darkest shad ows, slipped from one to another till he was caught by the sound of voices issuing from the yawning entrance of the main building on his right The next moment his tension relaxed one of the speakers was a woman. Evi dently his alarm had been needless* for these people, whoever they were, made no effort to conceal their pres ence. On the contrary, the woman had raised her tone to a louder pitch, al though her words were still undlstin guishable. Greatly relieved, Boyd was about to go on, when a sharp cry, like a signal, came in the woman's voice, a cry which turned to a genuine wall of dis tress. The listener heard a man's voice cursing in answer, and then the sound of a scuffle, followed at length by a choking cry, that brought him bound ing into the building. He ran forward, recklessly, but before he had covered half the distance her collided violently with a piece of machinery and went sprawling to the floor. A glance up ward revealed the dim outlines of a "topper," and showed him farther down the building, silhouetted briefly against the lesser darkness of the win dows, two struggling figures. As he regained his footing, something rushed past him—man or animal he could not tell which, for its feet made no more sound upon the floor than those of a wolf dog. Then, as he bolted forward, he heard a man cry out, and found himself in the midst of turmoil. ffl« hands encountered a human body, and he seized it only to be hurled aside as if with a giant's strength. Again he clinched with a man's form, and bore it to the floor, cursing at the darkness and reaching for its throat His an tagonist raised his voice in wild clamor, while Boyd braced for another assault from those huge hands he had met a moment before. But it did not come. Instead he heard a cry from the woman, an answer in a deep er voice and then swift, pattering footsteps growing fainter. Meanwhile the man with whom he was locked was fighting desperately, with hands and feet and teeth, shouting hoarsely. Other footsteps sounded now,, this time approaching, then at the door a lantern flared. A watchman came run ning down between the lines of ma chinery, followed by other figures half revealed. Boyd had pinned his antagonist against the cold sides of a retort at last and with fingers clutched about his throat was beating his head vio lently against the iron when by the lantern's gleam he caught one glimpse of the fat, purple face in front of him and loosed his hold with a startled ex clamation. Released from the grip that had nearly made an end of him, Willis Marsh staggered to his feet The man was wounded, badly wounded, as he saw by the red stream which gushed down over his breast Marsh leveled a trembling finger at Boyd and cried hysterically: "There he is, men. He tried to mur der me. I—I'm hurt have him arrested." The seriousness of the accusation struck the young man on the instant He turned upon the group. "I didn't do that I heard a fight going on and ran in here"— "He's a liar," the wounded man in terrupted shrilly. "He's stabbed me! See?" He tried to strip the shirt from his wounds, then fell to chattering and shaking. "O God, I'm hurt!" He staggered to a packing case and sank upon it, weakly fumbling at his sod den shoulder. "I didn't do that" repeated Boyd. "1 don't know who stabbed him. 1 didn't" "Then who did?" some one de manded. "What are you doing in here} You'd a killed him in a minute," said the man with the lantern. "We'll fix you for this," a third voice threatened. "Listen," Boyd said in atone to make them pause. "There has been a mistake here. I was passing the building when I heard a woman scream, and 1 rushed in to prevent Marsh from choking her to death," "A woman!" chorused the group. "That's what I said." "Where is she now?" "I don't know. I didn't see her at alL I grappled with the first person I ran into. She must have gone out as you came in." Boyd indicated the side door, which was still ajar. "Ifs a lie," screamed Mapsh. "It's the truth/' stoutly maintained Smerson, "and there was a man wlth her too. Who was she. Marsh? Who w*s the man?" "She—she—I don't know." "Don't lie." "I'm hurt," reiterated the, stridfcMt man. feebly. Then, seeing die beftril dement in the faces about hlxn^ he burst out anew: "Don't stand !there like a lot of fools. Why dont you get him?' "If I stabbed him I must hare had a THE LABOR WORLD By WALTER THOMAS MILLS. (Special Correspondence,) ROCHDALE, England. Oct. 25.— Briton Ferry Is a typical Welsh manu facturing town. Some of the things it is doing will become typical of many towns. The Socialists are a great power in the town, and they are very soon to become the power of the town. Some of the methods for gaining and holding public power are worthy of notice and of imitation. They adopted the plan of making canvass for voters, not votes. That is, they said, we do not care to be a football knocked about between other parties. We do not care to be a factor of annoyance only. If we can get votes enough to elect we will name candidates in each ward as fast as we have voters enough pledged in ad vance for their election. Then they adopted a similar idea in the matter of selecting candidates. No candidates are named by caucuses or conference, or by a majority vote of those pledged. No candidate was admitted to be a candidate unless 150 names were on his paper, pledging their votes, not only for the party, but for this particular candidate Pour hundred votes elect In most of the wards. Elected Before Election Time. The result was that the first man named under this plan was elected and the method of his election made him at once a strong man on the eoupcil. Every new man since nomin ated has been nominated in the same way. He has been elected In every instance and has become a power in the central body. Renomln&tions are secured in the same way that is, 350 names must again be on the papers in order to become again the party candidate. The opposition has a very healthy appreciation of this program. It is coming to be understood that when the Labor party nominates, a nomina tion is equivalent to an election. This Welsh manufacturing town is close to the day when the whole power of the city government will be in the hands of the workers. Already things are happening. A little while ago I was speaking In this aggressive city, and I had care fully argued that all the great mono polized industries could be purchased by the public, that the purchase would never cost society anything as com pared with payments now made to private monopolies, but instead the public would be making money, all the while the purchase would ibe being made. How Glasgow Bought Street Railways I had explained that the monopoly price now being paid is so much in excess of the cost of production' that this excess could be cut In two, one half devoted to the purchase, the other half be saved at once to thepurchas ers, I had shown how Glasgow had purchased her trams (street cars) by an Issue of bonds and then paid off the bonds out of the earnings of the trams, while at the same time the sys tem had been greatly extended, the service greatly improved, the work ers given shorter hours and better pay and the car fare greatly reduced while all this was being done. The people had not paid as much while buying the trams as they would have paid if they had not bought them and they had gotten a better service for a smaller fare into the bargain. When I had finished a gentleman in the long gallery at the side asked a question. He said: "Mr. Mills, you have argued that we could buy all the monopolies, that it would cost us the forward movement "You may search me if you like. See?" He opened his coat and displayed bis belt "He's got a six shooter," some one said. "Yes, and I may use it," said Emer son quietly. "If he hasn't a knife then he must have had a friend with him." "Then tell your men what we were doing in here and how you came to be Wdies Furnishes Fine Argument Favoring Municipal Ownership tbxed TO MUSSXB ml" alone with us In the dark." Emerson stared at his accuser curiously, but the trust's manager seemed at a loss. "See here. Marsh, If you will tell us whom you were choking maybe we can get at the truth of affair." Without answering Marsh rose and, leaning upon the watchman's arm, said: "Help me up to the house. I'm hurt Send the launch to the upper plant for John. He knows something about medicine." With no farther word he made his way out of the building, fol lowed by the mystified fishermen. No one undertook to detain Emer son, and he went his way, wondering what lay back of the night's adven ture. He racked his braia for a hint as to the identity of the woman and the reason of her presence akme with Marsh in such a place* *.i. 1*9 nothing to do so and that we would make money all the while we were buying them. Now. if that can be done, I want to help to do it, but I do not see it yet. Can you help me to see how it can be accomplished?" City Owns Workers Homes I had just learned that afternoon that the city had fifty-one dwelling houses which belonged to the city it self, so I asked my questioner if this were true. He replied that the city owned the houses. "How much did they cost the city?" I asked. He gave a long string of figures. 1 said, "Did you pay this sum?" "No." said he, "not I but the cit.y." "Did you pay any portion of this sum?" "No," said he, "but the city paid it all." "Did it get any of the money from you?" "No, it borrowed the money to build them with." "Will you be called on to pay any portion of the loan?" "No," he said, "the loan will be paid from the rents, of the houses." "Are the houses as good as priva tely owned houses renting at the same rate?" "Privately owned houses much in ferior to the city owned ones, rent for five shillings a month more." "Can the city rent all its houses?" "There are seven applications on file for every house the city owns." Plenty of People Willing to Save "Then there are plenty of people willing to save five shillings a month and live in better houses while doing so?" "Why yes, of course there are," was he reply. "How does the city fix the rent?" I asked. "It takes the interest charges on the loan, to this it adds a proportion ate share of the principle sum of a sinking fund to retire the loan as it falls due and charges rents enough to cover these requirements." "Then, when the last of the bonds are paid, not a shilling of any funds drawn by the 'city from any other source will have been expended. The tenants will have paid for the houses, the city will own them and while the city has paid nothing the tenants will have been saving five shillings a month for themselves and living in better houses all the while they were paying out." "I see." he said. "And when the houses are paid for, the only charge for homes thereafter will need to be the cost of mainte nance and nothing more." "Yes, that's all." he answered. "Good bargain?" I followed up. "I should say so," he replied. "A good thing to do to every other monopoly?" I asked. "It would be good sense to get 'em all," he. said. Ten Applicants for Each House. The other day I dropped off of a train when coming through the place and got a snapshot of a row of these city owned dwellings. They outrank by far the private houses of the same or anything like the same rents and then each house has its own garden at the rear. 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