The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1895-10-03

allowed no interference Kennedy was
ferocious, brawnier than Jack and had
longer reach, with some "fcience," but
was no match for the cool, skillful boxer
who had been the best amateur middle
weight in the Manhattan Athletic Club.
"The Foundry Terror was badly whip
ped and did not succeed in even infiict-
Ing bruise upon the man he had sworn
to "do."
A "strike" was threatened. but Jack
was as ready for that as for the fight.
"Strike IL you like" ne told the Inen,
~ do not believe the Moulders' Union
will sustain you; but IL 1t should, VIII
fill your places with picked green men,
who, under my direction, will learn TO
do in two weeks all required on such
straight jobs as the shop is full OF now.
And not a man who goes now viii ever
return while am here"
There was no "strike", no more open
revolt, but the men continued sullen, and,
at Janovics' instigation,a devilish project
took shape secretly among his reckless
and naturally criminal tools. Prepara-
tions were making for the casting OF an
enormous bed plate, with very heavy rein
forcements ana deep lug-like projections
from its neither surfaces mass that would
weigh several tons. Both halves OF It's
huge mould were made and baked with
extreme care and Jack neglected no prep
aration necessary TO success. While the
upper half was being slowly and eau
tiously lowered into place, he went, Tor
moment, to the stack, to ascertain III the
metal was ready TO run. When he re-
turned, the men were clamping the frames
OF the mould. This, and the last stop
pings, chsnnellings and yentings were all
speedily done, and the foreman shouted
to the furnace-tender, LET II GOMEZ
Engrossed as he was with the work, he
did not notice that the four men who
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gave that order, suddenly disappeared,
leaving him alone.
rivulet Of white molten metal spurted
out from the furnace and coursed swiftly
along its channel toward him. Gold ana
crimson sparks few from II and when II
plunged into the mould, gas flames, green
and blue, darted from the vents. The
inflow continued several seconds, in q
stiffness that made the low hiss and crack
le of the fiery current seem loud. Then
came q terrific explosion and the air was
full of fragments of the mould, binding
steam and flying masses of molten met
al, white and currant red. Following
close upon the awful roar were the crashes
OF heavy objects falling, the angry hiss
Of water turning to steam, the agonized
screams of victims and the excited cries
of men fleeing from the catastrophe. And
all was in darkness" save the glow OF
liquid metal spreading in slender streams
and shallow pools over the irregular
earthen floor.
Some one threw open the big double
doors, letting the steam out and the day
light in. Surely Jonh Burroughs bore a
charmed life, for he still stood, unharmed,
in his place by the remnants OF the mould.
But two men had been mortally injured.
The back of one was broken, and the
other had been horribly burned by a
mass of semi-liquid iron that had struck
and moulded iteelf upOn him.
Realizt ing that they were about to die,
they confessed having themselves caused
the explosion, in the hope of killing the
foreman. They had, when his back was
turned, poured pail OF water in the
mould, before ii was closed. The other
two men working with them were ac-
completes and Herr Janovics had been
the instigator of the diabolical deed.
CONCLUDED TOMORROW