Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-03-14

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 TT, >>ivv. IT seemed as if he wished his insulting and offensive air to be marked iy the occupant of the vehicle. Ii that wa> his ol'i,Ct. he attained it. for, stand ing i'll the front rank of the crowd, the carriage passed within an arms length of him. ami for am instant the gaze of the young proprietor rested full upon him. But II W;.s with cold impaS- silility that only added fuel to the an ger and hatred raging in his breast. It wOu!d have gratiticd his impcrious and discuntput,d T irit if the mine owner had exhibited some sign If shrinking or annoyance. lut the frigid stare which met his own lowering look abashed him in spite of himself
 Il am less than the dirt under his horses hoofs. he muttered between his sct teeth as his eyes followed the sumptuous cquipage disappearing in the distance. But our turn will come one day. and then - He left the re- maiudcr of the sentence significantly uuspuken.
 He pushed his way roughly through the crowd and was joined upon the road beyond by two ur three of his most in innate associates. He gave no heed to them. however. hut walked moodlly on, with his head bent upon his chest and his eyes cast down. Though work man like themselves. his companions evidently regarded him with respect not altogether unmixcd with fear, and for time they kept step with his long, impatient stride. without venturing to interrupt his meditations.
 He seems decent sort of young fellow, the new proprietor. remarked one of the number at length.
 He don't favor his father. as I can see. said another, and that l take to hc a good sign for us. Old MonCkton was as ugly as hitching post and harder than flint. whereas the son Is what you may call handsome and ought to be liberal and easy according"
 That's good logic, John. = replied the man who had first spoken. Hand some Is as handsome does. eh, John:"
 live an idea. mates" put in the third man. Its this: move We draw up a paper, addressed to the new mas ter and signed by all hands Matthew North, here. could do it up in great style. He's got education, in way, and writes like book print.
 And what is this paper that Mat thew North is to draw up addressed to the new master:'" There was a ring of sCorn in the deep voIce. and the dark eyes gleamcd sternly from under the frowning brows.
 Why, was the hesitating reply,
 "a sort of petition like, saying as We, the hands employed in the Monckton mines, presents our duty and welcomes our future boss, with good wishes, ct cetery. Then you throw in, promiscu- Ous. as how things has been pretty con- siderable hard on us for a spell back, and how We would be grateful for raise of prices and wages; likewise. all Sc, reduction of hours. All fair and square and respectful, as is proper be- tween master and men.
 Having concluded this speech with a flourish, the speaker glanced at his com- paniOns as if expecting some sign of ap- probation, but the man addressed as Matthew North broke in with a loud, angry laugh.
 ." Present our duty,'' he repeated sneeringly. Why not humbly peti- ton for the privilege of living at alli Are We not poor. enslaved and degrad- cd enough already that you wish to formally sign away the small fragment of liberty we have left?'
 Now don't lose your temper, Mat thew" responded the other deprecat- ingly. Ut was just a notion of mine which I spoke out frank and friendly, as among old side partners. But if you don't approve, why, there's an end of it. We all agree that you have the longest head among us, Matthew, and we're bound for to follow your lead"
 "You are a pack of children and fools" rejoined North harshly. Be cause this man is young and what you choose to call handsome you believe he will be just and generous. Wait and see, Old Monckton-Miser Monckton was a coarse, ignorant, grasping scoundrel, but he was one of us, for he handled pick in these very mines in his youth. This man, his son, is gen. tlemanH" The hatred and contempt with which he uttered the last word cannot be described. "Yes, gentle man. He was educated abroad; he knows nothing of us or our condition and cares less. To him we are merely the dfudgea which he inherited with