The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1900-04-14
Twelve Hours With a Millionaire
THE bell rang at 7: 30 o'clock.

President Pettyjohn, OF the Inter
national Air Engine company, had gone
to bed at midnight, but had tossed and
tumbled without getting to sleep until
the big clock in the drawing-room
downstairs had struck three.
There was danger of "A strike at the
factory Of the Air Engine company;
a Canadian pirate had exactly copied
the latest models of the company's en-
gines and had cut the price 40 per
cent; the monthly statement of the
Paris Office showed loss of 10000
francs; confidential information from
Yale university was 10 the effect that
Paul Pettyjohn. Jr., was becoming dis
sipated; how was the last supreme
court decision on the antitrust law To
be evadcd?
In the quiet and darkness of the big
upper room President Pettyjohn'S
mind had been like kaleidoscope,
filed with a confusion of broken frag-
ments, which continually formed
themselves into new and terrifying
combinations.
When ne finally fell into an uneasy
sleep it was TO dream of n man in his
shirt sleeves standing before punch
press with a flock OF yultures, which
kept him continually dcdging, flying
about his head. President Pettyjohn
had worked on the punch job himself
20 years before. The yultures were
the thousand complex, unsettled, in
sistent problems which tore him,
asleep and awake.
At 1880 o'clock President fettyjohn's
''man" raped at his bedroom door.
''Mr. Anthony is here, sir, and says
he must see you at once"
"Show him up" said President Pet
tyjohn, land bring me up a cup Of cof-
fee"
He had awakened from his sleep OF
less than five hours with his mind as
tense and strained as when he went to
sitting beside the bed in bath robe
drinking a cup of black coffee and
reading the morning papers.
'The brass molders and polishers
went out at seven o'clock" said the
young man. ''Larl<in wants to shut
down the whole factory. ! came over
TO tell YOU
go back and tell Larkin TO wait UNI
til / get there" said President Petty
John. "rcll him not to go too fast"
Larkin was the general manager OF
the international Air company.
Order my buggy at once" said
President Petty john to his man, "and
tell Mrs. Pettyjohn / can't stop for
breakfast"
Then lie hurried into his clothes.
On his way 10 the factory he noticed
in the paper that the stock of the X.
S. w. railroad, in which he was inter
csted, had dropped ten points. Then
flaring headline caught his eye. "All
Trusts Knocked Out" il read. "Su-
prcme Court Decision Sounds the Doom
of Monopoly"
stop nj Starkey's Office" he called
TO his driver. "Trescott Building"
He spent ten minutes with the cor
poration lawyer, who had not read the
decision, but thought things looked
dangerous on the surface. lie would
prepare n written decision and call at
President Pettyjohn's house that even
ing at eight.
At the corner OF La Sale street &.
man stopped the carriage. President
Pettyjohn threw the door open in
fever of impatience. A tall man with
gray coatec was leaning over from
the curb. President Pettyiohn recog-
nizcd him at the first glance.
"Paul," he began, I'm over my head
In X. S. w. They're calling for mar
gins and haven't a cent. Let me have
a thousand. If you don't Ill 60 broke
and worse than that"
President Pettyjohn'seyebrows came
down over his eyes and his mouth set
in hard lines. The last draft had been
honored at the bank Of boyhood friend
ship.
II can't give you n cent" he said.
Then he told the driver TO hurry. No
one knew what might be happening at
the factory.
Lord" he said TO himself, III people
knew how busy l am perhaps they'd
let up little"
There was big crowd of men gath
cred before the entrance TO the fac
tory. They looked at President Petit
john sullcnly. He went in and found
telegram lying on top of his closed
desk. Before he took off his coat he
opened il. IL was dated at New Haven.
''Wirc $780," IL read. "Am in trouble.
Must have money at once Signed
"Paul."
So the report about Pau's misbehay-
Tor at Yale was true. President Petty
john stole enough time to hope that il
was nothing dishonorable.
But Larkin, the general manager;
Potter, the superintendent, and An
thony, the private secretary, were al
ready gathered about his desk.
81 think we had better shut down the
plant" said Larkin.
eyes" said Potctr, "and make the
fight right now. once for ALL"
There are 223 men out already"
broke in Anthony.