The morning call., 1892-10-04
PLUCK. "


bent upon him full and fair.
"No; this is Morley's Hotel. / am the
cashier What do you want?" was the
answer.
Ihave come a long way to look for work.
do not know New York. i am poor and
must find a cheap lodging until can fnd
employment. How much will it cost NE
to stay here two days?"
"Our price is 81 day, including meals"
The young countryman smiled bitterly.
THAT is just twice the amount possess.
must look further"
The cashier drummed on his desk with
his fingers.
"What is your name?" he suddenly
asted-
Jason Colbridge. l am from Mountain
vile, Vermont.
"An& mine is Arthur Griswold. Mr..
Morley is not in town. He is a good man.
and no doubt would agree to what am
going to do. You look honest aud think L
can trust you. will put you in small
room that is seldom let. and you can pay
me if you get work. If not, you may have
your money to 90 home with"
Arthur Griswold had seen many young
men come to New York 10 make fortune,
and he knew Of more failures than sue
Jason stood silently looking al his new
found friend for moment Them extend
ing his band, said gratefully:
81 accept your offer, and thank you from
the bottom Of my heart. II the time ever
comes when | can be Of service to you l will
repay this debt in full.
''Say no more. will show you to your
room at once" And Jason followed his
guide upstairs.
"Iwonder what possessed me to do that?"
thought 6nswold, when he had returned to
his desk. II am always making fool OF
myself. hope this venture will come out
all right"
New York streets are long, and there are
many Of them. Its business men are gen.
eT0us, but the occasion for generosity must
not encroach upon their time. During the
fight for supremacy they have no time 10 de-
vote TO other peoples affairs.
Jason COlbridge learned bitter lesson In
his wandeTings among stores and manufac-
tories. Some gave a cold word OF regret
that his services were not wanted, and
turned TO their work as though he were not
10 existence Others listened patiently and
kindly, gave al encouraging word, but no
work Others again wrote his name and
address and said he would be sent for If
wanted.
He was not accustomed to the pavements.
The glare Of the sun on the street and build
ings hurt his eyes. Sick at heart. disap-
pointed. exhausted. he sadly related his ex-
perience to Arthur GrisW0ld at the end of
his first day. As he stood talking a bury
policeman leisurely entered the hotel. "Big
Jim Gallagher often dropped In for a
chat with Arthur Griswold. TO accept q
cigar, perhaps, and sauntrr out, leaving a
smile behind him. Jim was a character.
He was attentive to his duties and brave as
a lion.
what the consequences will De. bat those
lF,rf q ara Il 10
ale. aug arU il = - win"
How about thu cars! VIII the companv
run any?" asked GrisW0ld.
How can they. unless some fool out of
job is willing to risk his neck and drive a
car through the mOb?"
Its bad 80 all around" said the cash
Ter. 1T means so much money lost TO the
strikers families besides the injury to the
company and interruption Of travel Strikes
are bad things any way you look at them"
They're bad enough for us fellows" re-
Piled Gallagher. i shall be on duty all
night, and 90 on as extra on the avenue in
the morning. Ughi 1t makes me mad.'
Il hope you'll get through without any
trouble" said Griswod.
Jason had been eagerly listening to this
conversation.
SIS there a striker" he asked.
The policeman turned and looked at him
without answering.
Jim. this is Jason Colbridge from Yer
mont. De IS staying here while be looks
for work" said the cashier.
bad time 10 find il, young felIow-yery
bad time" said Gallagher, g0od-naturedly.
'All times are bad to me-" said Jason
with grin. Il thought you were speaking
u like Is there any chance for me to
ges jOb?"
Gallagher shook his head
mot such a one as you want. This strike
is on the horse railroad. No cars are to-
be run tomorrow If the strikers can pre-
vent it. But you amt looking for that kind
Of work"
4 am looking tor any work that will
bfing NE il penny" replied Jason. II am
very poor. and cannot be particular"
But you can't driye-you don't under
stand tie brakes. Besides, you would be
liable 10 get hurt"
Il can learn, can't I? And can look out
for myself must earn money somehow.
My mother and my sister are very poor. |
want TO help them as well as support N.Y.
self Come, will you get me a job on ILL.,.
railroad Tomorrow
The big policeman wnistle<.
a. h9sk hF' tyam6: IN bi. b BE said
'"G could / would, for taH I 40 like IT. voI Ii
spunk. I'll Tell you where the stables are
the superintendents name and now to
Work the racket. There amt any doubt
about your getting the job. for they'll take
anybody just now. You see / can't help
you any, for it wont do for me to show So
much sympathy fer the company. LIS
enough to be called on 10 protect their
property"
Thank you. Mr.. Policeman, said Jason.
ioyfully.
Life in New York brings many surprise..
The strike proved to be all that 1t was ex
pected to be- Drivers and conductors left
their cars and excited crowds lined the curb
along the avenue. The company's officers
0efprmiUpH
we're on duty to preserve order, and nom
union drivers and conductors were in active
demand. The only qualifications necessary
was ihs courage to take a car through the
os1 asG E nloo that had declared none should
run. Every car that left The stables had n
policeman on the front and one on the rear
platform. Ae"i
Number 10 left the stables and turned To
20 downtown. On the front platform, hand
ling the horses and brakes as best he conld
alter few hurried lessons, was Jason
Co!ofldge. Beside him, ready for action.
alert, fearless, stood Jim Gallagher, Chance
that had thrown these two together the
night before, had brought them together
again.
A howl Of rage and derision followed the
car down the avenue. Now and then a
stone was thrown, but fell wide of the
marx. Oallagher kept bis eyes RAPIDLY
travelling over the scene around him. He
Knew these strikes by heart, and was on the
They had gone but short distance uhan
riot ensued. The horses were taken fro =,
the car and stampeded. HoOts ana rslIa
hlled the air. Big Jim leaped from the
Platform, was joined by small force or
poiicemen from the street, and togethef
.ney charged the MOP. Stones were hurled
and few exchanged, those from the mob
DONG no damage, those from the officers
being fred in the air, simply TO brighten the
rioters.
Jason stood In the deserted car watching
the hight. The conductor had fed at the
nrst onslaught. Big Jim was conspicuous
hguTe. His size made him an easy targef.
and the mob soon marked him. He was
separated from his companions and pressed
backward.
Jason saw Gallagher's danger and spranp
30 MS defense, Selling his carhook as ne