The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-12-06

given even to browbeating his en-
ployers-'
Bullying, I call it." interrupted Bar
ney, who now stood with his back Il
the fire, his feet we'll apart on the
hearth rug. His mother went on calm
~, without noticing her sons interpo-
lation:
so it seems to me that such man
utterly lacking in tact, might not, per
haDs,. be mindful of the feelings OF
those under him. We all have oul
duties toward the working class, a
fact many, alas, appear to forget
Lady Mary said softly, with her eyes
cast down. that this was indeed the
case.
so you saw Mr. Sartwell. Barnard ?''
oh, yes, / saw Sartwell, and had q
talk with some OF the men-with the
Airing LEADERS. don't YOU know"
Did you find Mr. Sartwen obdur-
ate?''
"Oh, bless you, no. mater. Sartwell S
the most reasonable of men,"
Indeed? It never occurred to me to
place him in that category
Don't you make any mistake about
| Sartwen mater Yon won't find him
stand in YOUR way at all He's per-
fectly willing to do whatever you want
/ done. Barney, my boy said he to me,
| when I told him what you thought
y
after al is said and done, it's the
women's affair more than ours
The women's affair."" said Mrs.
/ Hope, drawing herself severely up.
DO 1 understand you TO mean, Bar
nard, that the man was referring to
/ Mrs. Monkton and myself?"
! We'll, mater, you see we were talk
/ ing freely together as man to man
and-hang it ALL you know, it is your
affair and Mrs. Monkton's, more than
old MOnktOnS and fathers. l don I
! suppose they care so very much"
/ Mrs. Hope slowly raised her glasses
/ to her eyes and stared ct her son, who
was looking at the hearth rug now,
resting his weight on his toes and then
coming down on his heels.
7 haven't the least idea what you
are talking about, Barnard"
Il am talking about the proposed
strike, mater; about the demands of
the men,
Requests, my son. The men request
an audience with Mr.. SartweIl, and he
refuses it, as if he were prime min
lister"
That's just what I said to Sartwen
'Sartwell' said 1, you're high-handed
with the men He admitted il, but
held that if he had a conference with
them, no good would be accomplished
unless ne acceded to their dem re-
quests.
He could comprehensive could
make some concessions, and then
everything would go smoothly again.
He has no tact"
quite so, quite so. But you see the
men want only one thing, not several.
They are perfectly logical about it. I
had talk with them, and they were
very much gratified to hear that you
were on their side There Will be no
in rrTr1 IF Co rfrr
is only reasonable. They look a it like
this: They work ten hours a day and
get on an average of a pound a week
Notwithstanding like thai forget
the exact amount, although they had
il there in shillings and pence. Now,
father and MonktOn work four or five
hours a day-nOt very hard, either-dnd
go to Switzerland in the summer and
Algiers in the winter, yet they draw
$50. 600 a year each out of the bust
ness. This, the men claim, is unjust,
and, of course, L quite agree with them.
It's outrageous, ana 1 said so. Well,
the men are prepared 20 do the most
generous things. In order to compro
mise they viii allow the partners ten
times what the real workers get;
Monkton and father are each to draw
600 a year out OF the business, and
tn 10000 is TO be divided among the
workers. I thought that it was an ex-
ceedingly liberal proposal, and l told
them so"
During this able if mythical, EXPOSE
ton OF the workmen's views, Mrs.
Hope gazed at her son with ever in
creased amazemenL When he had
concluded she was standing up, appar-
entity speechless, with an Ominous
frown on her brow. Lady Mary looked
with timid anxiety from one TO the
other. There seemed TO be a sweet I
in the young mans ar
gument, and yet something hopelessly
wrong about the proposition.
Five hundred pounds q year!-to |
me-" cried Mrs. Hope at last.
.'Well-to father, technically-same |
thinG. of course.
Five hundred a year, Barnard, if
anyone had told me an hour ago that (
you were a fool five hundred a year, ]
How can people exist on five hundred a I
year."
Barney looked reproachfully at his
He was evidently hurt.
That's just the way Sartwell talks, /
and | suppose he thinks I'm a fool, 90 I
merely because I'm trying TO under
stand the labor problem. 1t seemed to /
me that if workman with Y children /
to support can live on $50 a year, an
elderly pair with but one child, and he
about to make a fortune in painting +
could get along on ten times that !
"Oh. I've no patience with you, Bar
nard"
And then. Sartwen says, look at the ,
capital invested
Certainly. he is perfectly right, and !
any one with a grain of sense would see /
that. There are thousands and thou
sands expended in the buildings and in I
the development of the business. The I
WOrkmem never think of that-nor YOU, /
either, it appears"
You see, mater, it's out of my line. !
But what Sartwell said about invest /
ment made me think
Think exclaimed his mother with /
contempt
Yes" continued Barney. placidly. I
80 l went TO the workmen to see what
once that the capital had been re-
back to Sartwen TO see if this were /
What them"
Under the circumstances it seemed
to me that the workmen had made a
most magnanimous proposal If a man
would paint a picture for me which [
could sell for $500 and he was content
to take ESQ for it and leave me the
other e450, I should think him the most
generous of men,
stop talking nonsense, please. Is
going to receive the men?"
7 suppose So
Then you must instantly go back TO
the city and tell him he must do moth
ing of the sort"
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