The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1869-07-09

the coward who wrote this, but was
afraid to sign it. The writing Is pecu-
liar, and can easily be Identified
He also took the knife that had been
SO ostentatiously fixed in his door, and
carried 1t about him night and day,
with firm resolve to use 1t In self
defence, if necessary.
And now the plot thickened; the de-
cent wOrkmen in Cheetham's works
were passive: they said nothing often
sive. but had no longer the 1nciina aEo :,
| even II they had the power, to Interfere
and restrain the lower workmen from
venting their envy and malice. Scarce
| ly day passed without grOwls and
scowls. But Little went his way
haughtily, and affected not to see nor
hear them.
However, one day, at dinner-time,
he happened, unluckily, to be detained
by Bayne In the yard, when the men
came out; and two or three of the
roughs took this opportunity and be.
gan on him at once, in the Dash dialect,
OF course; they knew no other.
a great burly forger, whose red mat
ted hair was powdered with coal dust,
and his face bloated with habitual In
temperance, planted himself insolently
before Henry, and said, in q very loud
voice, How many more -t trade meet
ings are we to have tor one - knob
stick p
Henry replied, in moment, is it my
fault If your shilly-shallying commit
tee can't say yes or no to S153 You'd
say yes to 1t, wouldn't you, sooner than
go to bed sober 2
This sally raised loud laugh at the
notorious drunkard's expense, and
checked the storm, as laugh generally
does.
But men were gathering round, and
workman who had heard the raised
voices, and OWNED the row, ran out of
the works, with his apron full of blades,
and his heart full OF mischief. 1t was
a grinder of certain low type, peculiar
to Hillsborogh, but quite common
there. where grinders are often the
grandchildren of grinders. This de.
generate face was more canine than hui
man; sharp as a Ratchet, and with fore
head villRnOusly low; hardly any chin;
and-mOst characteristic trait OF all
the eyes, pale in color, and tiny in size,
appeared to have come close together, to
consult, and then to have run back into
the very skull, to get away from the
sparks, which their owner, and his
sire, and his grandsire, had been eter-
nally creating.
This greyhound of grinder flung
down lot OF dull-bluish blades, warm
from the forge, upon a condemned
grindstOne that was lying In the yard;
and they tinkled.
- me, If grind Cockney bladesH
said he.
This challenge fred a sympathetic
handle-maker. Grinders are-right,
said he. we must be mean lot and
all, to handle his - work.
He has been warned enough; but he
heeds noane.'
Hustle him out % works.
Nay, hit him DER tn head and fling
him into Shore
With these menaoing words, three or
four roughs advanced on him, with
wicked eyes; and the respecta BILE work.
men stood, like stone statues, in cold
and terrible neutrality; and Henry,
looking round in great anxiety, found
that Bayne had Withdrawn.
He ground his teeth, and stepped
back to the wall, to have all the assail.
ants in the front. He was sternly reso.
lutte, though very pale, and, by ma
tural impulse, put his hand in his side
pocket, to feel If he had weapon. The
knife was there, the deadly weapon
with which his enemies themselves had
armed him; and, to those who could
read faces, there was death in the pale
cheek and cleaning eye OF this young
man, SO sorely tried.
At this moment, a burly gentleman
walked into the midst OF them, as
smartly as Van Amburgh amongst his
tigers, and said steadily, what is to do
now, lads2 1t was Cheetham himself.
Bayne knew ne was IN the ONCE anu
had run for him, in mortal terror, and
sent him to keep the peace. They in
suit me, SIR said Henry; though l
am always civil to them; and that
grinder refuses to grind my blades,
there
is that so? Step out, my lad. Did
you refuse to grind those bladesT
'Ay,' said the greyhound man, sui
lenly.
Then put on your coat, and leave my
premises this minute
He is entitled to a weeks warning,
Mr.. Cheetham,' said one of the decent
workmen, respectfully, but resolutely;
speaking now for the first time.
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