The morning call., 1894-07-06

at the request of the strikers
'Are you ielegraphing anything?" asked
breatbless newspaper man, as he rushed
into the office with ''wad" of copy.
"We-we-we are, but we don't know
how long they will let us, stammered one
of the operators as he dived into his coat.
''Yes. we are sending some stuff"
The cook in the restaurant at the depot
saw the mob going, dropped an order over
a guest. with a shout dived thro ugh rear
door and he has not been seen since. But
the strikers molested no one, mo- even a
Deputy Sheriff. which was very consider
ate, for the deputies are fragile and ten-
der lot.
But the strikers were not to have 1t all
their own way all day. A little after noon
buggy drove to the depot. In IL were
two persons. One was the picturesque
Sheriff, Bob McKilIcan, the other his Dep
uty, Hunt. AS he reached the depot the
Sheriff caught sight of Sam Rogers, strlk'
ing fireman, doing something to engine
1242. The Sheriff made jump from his
buggy and in three strides was at the fire.
mans side.
What are you doing here?" he thun-
dered, as he grasped Rogers by the arm
and jerKed him back until the mans teeth
ratified like pair of castinets. and with
out waiting for an answer the big Sheriff
pulled Rogers along the depot with him.
Hes got one man," shouted the
strikers.
"Boys hurry up" cried others. and a
threatening mob closed in on the Sheriff.
McKiIlican is a bad man when his blood Is
up. He was mad and turned on the crowd.
Boys" he cried firmly. II am going to
rrotect property here at whatever cost.
This man was at those engines. He has
no business to be there. won't allow it,"
You shan't take him Bob, don't act
like fool" cried the strikers as they
crowded around. Some of them seized the
prisoner and tried to pull him away from
the Sheriff. 1t was tickish moment
Deputy Hunt saw his chiefs danger and
drove up. The strikers seized his horses
head, but he whipped up and made a
threatening motion with his hand. The
strikers fell back, but they still crowded
McKillican. Again they tried to pull the
prisoner away. McKillican's hand sought
his revolver, but he changed his mind and
addressed the crowd.
Boys" be said. 81 am doing my duty.
This man has no right to touch thoss en-
gines. None of ye have any right at this
mole. You are trespassing. l won't have
it. You must desist. 1t is not your prop
erty."
II was coupling the engine" cried
Rogers.
I'VE have injured no property" cried
the strikers.
IF promise to leave this place will you
let me CO." pleaded Rogers.
Yes, Bob. let him go. and we'll all
leave" added the strikers.
Well, I'll let you 60 il you boys will get
out of here. You must not touch the prop
erty of the company, and must leave this
spot Immediately. Will you promise not
to touch the engines ?"
I'VE PROMISE" cried the strikers en-
Enthusiastically. Seeing that all the engines
had been killed it was easy enough for
them to promise.
McKillican released his prisoner and
went down the depot. He rounded up
Kellogg and two dozen deputies and
abused them roundly.
why do you allow these men here" he
cried TO Kellogg. You are here to pro-
tect property. You should not allow these
things to go on. You should not allow
these men to touch the engines. Your
duty is to arrest them"
81 know my duty" said kellogg dog
gedly. "and will do it. Sheriff. if you give
the orders I'll carry them out"
"YOur duty is to arrest these men if they
touch the company's property" retorted
McKillican. and kellogg walked moodly
away. Then Yardmaster Dillon accosted
McKillcap. What does all this mean,'
he asked. "What are you Sheriffs doing to
allow these men to take charge of the
depot. We can't turn a wheel. A couple
of hundred of them have gone down the
wharf and have left word that they will
beat five of my men If they are here when
they return. They have warned me to
leave or I'll get hurt. There is no law in
Oakland. The rabbe rule.
'I'll stand by you," cried the Sheriff.
'Pm no coward" retorted Dillon. "but
[ don't want my head smashed. have
no protection here at ALL"
They'll have to lick me, Dillon If they
lick you." answered the Sheriff. "Pll
stand by YOU"
"Why don't your deputies stand by me
and stop ths?" asked the yardmaster.
'They are not worth a." shouted
the Sheriff.
1t was the deputies turn now.
"We are obeying your orders." they
cried in a chorus. you tell us not to do
anything. II we hurt man we will be
prosecuted. "We have no support"
And this is actually the state of affairs.
There are seventy-fve deputies and not
more than half dozen have arms of any
kind. In case of trouble the deputies
would have 10 depend upon their fats or
their feet. So far they have used their
feet. They are instructed when sworn In
not to do any violence, but to protect the
company's property.
After the fasco in the trainyards
Wednesday morning the deputies who
openly sympathized with the strikers
were retained. If they wanted to pre-
vent the mob taking charge of the depot
they could not, for they have no arms.
AS one deputy said yesterday: 1--WE are
paid So a day to act as decoy. The com.
pany, through McKillican, forbids us to
prevent the men entering their premises
if they come in any numbers. The object
of the company is to be able to show
these acts of the strikers and say we can
not prevent 1t and must have the troops. -
There was no reason yesterday why the
Alameda should not have landed her pas.
sengers at the mole. But no chance was