The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-05-13

do?' came a voice-Radford's. He could
see the mans dark, earnest face. In some
way he felt like an actor in a play; the
high hills, the dull, enraged mob, grouped
there in that half-light, as If arranged by
the stage manager.
"To fight you, my friends, If you won't
listen; to save you, my friends, with whom
l have worked if You will be saved. For
you fight hopelessly. You array against
you the law. You weaken yourselves.
Whatever the wrong in this difference,
you are not righting it now. In protect
ing the company, my employer, l as
well protecting you. Yesterday you burn
ed buildings and the railroad bridge, and
tore up some track. You destroyed $4,000
worth of property
Easily" jeered one.
but you shall go no further. You have
honored me by liking me-some of you.
Now say, back TO your homes, for your
women's sake-for your children's sake. If
you are wronged as worktngmen, you
have power mtghter than your muscles
public opinion and the ballot. You can
make laws; you can govern trusts. II you
are organized capably-if you are honest
and true-you can have what you want.
Now, l say, back to your homes-back.
Or back to work in these mills. If you
wish you can come back 1t is your priv
ilege to work or not to; MS your privilege
TO organize-not to- destroy"
what If we don't?
The superintendent took from his pocket
a long revolver and held it, tapping 1t.
Then, my friends, we fight-I for You as
we'll as for this company. L have told you
all this before-as well as, now. l am
sorry-heart sorry-tkat you give men no
alternative"
In the crowd Denby's words. as he spoke
hem, had been translated into Hungarian,
Polish, and many dialects, to little at
tenttye thuongs Already in the rear many
had begun to walk back down the long
street. and the sun burst in its glory over
The fringe of pines AS its advent were
signal several In the front pushed toward
the speaker and the mills. And 1t was
then-for Denbys presence might have
awed them-that number of the posse.
nervous and unframed, fired. man fell,
while a dun roar of rage arose.
The superint endent walked calmly back
toward the mills, still tapping his pistol
not raising it; and then turned with fold
ed arms.
AS he did so the crowd began to break,
while some one shouted over his shoulder
it was Graham, one of the bookkeepers-
company came on last night They
saw that the road was torn up and took
the log-pike over Pelton's hill, and are
coming down through the woods. They
have found 1t out"
"They certainly have" DENLY cried, as
he watched the scattering crowd II would
give a hundred IL chat man hadn't shot"
He rushed down into the street.
"yho was hurt?" he asked.
He forgot himself, though the men be-
fore the mills shouted after him. These
were his people after ALL he understood
them-he had worked with them.
AS he ran he dropped his pistol into
his pocket, and soon he was in the throng.
But though the faces were sullen no fist
was raised. He was rlsklng his life, If
he had known it. But he was not think
ing Of this at that moment
"who was it?'
'Radford-damn you. Denbyi They are
taking him to his mofher's."
Damn me, or notNbut get Doctor Fox.
Quickr
He pushed his way into a bare frame