Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1902-06-17

MINT WHICH ulu uOt lellu W ledSsuio
him. The rustic of macintosh in his
rear disturbed him, and he felt his
hand clasped by the fingers Of two
trembling, rain wet little hands "It Is
so lonesome in there" softly said
voice ut his shoulder. He laughed
again.
Emerging from the shadow into the
dull light from open door and curtain
less windows was crowd of half
hundred men, almost all showing evil
dences Of too vigorous attack on tho
black bottle. Instead OF beginning a
debauch Of destruction they halted In
front of the office and looked respect
fully at Imric No one spoke for min
ute, and they seemed to be waiting ex-
pectantIy for something. shutting nerv-
ously from one foot to the other. Final
ly Stewart Brough elbowed his way to
the front and. taking off his hat, bow
ed with awkwardly exaggerated defer
encc to the two wondering people
standing before him. he took from his
breast pocket a folded paper, much
crumpled and bearing the marks of
dirty thumbs, and handed it to Imrie.
"Mr Imrie," he began solemnly,
"we're a men Of no great amount OF
learning snd edjewcation, but for a
that we have got the souls and feelings
of men. SO we, employees of Donar
Mcdonald and Companee, do
Louder said voice In the crowd.
"Do-do-er-in meeting assembled,
do hereby present We VIZ few res'lu-
lions which set forth in few words
the esteem in which ye are held by the
said employees Of Donaf Mcdonald
and Companee." The assistant Super
lntendent, nonplused at tho uneSpect-
ed turn Of affairs, furblingly opened
the paper and made pretense Of read
ing the scrawl that began with, RE
solved" with huge and Enthusiastically
designed "R," and ended with "The
Committee 1t was bordered by a rul-
ing of red Ink, the line thicker in
places, where clumsy fingers had failed
to control the flow of ink under the
ruler. yell mind, Aim no clark,"
continued Stewart, "and a trowel fits
bechune the tints Of me hand better
than a pen SO yell excuse the writing.
But the idea is there. We wish to say,
Mr.. Imrie, that we consider We a man
and a gentleman, though, Of course, We
have yer shortcomings as the best of us
have, and we're a. extremely sorry
ye're going to leave the job. We have
no suspeecion Of why ye're going, but
If there is any leetle thing we can do
to mike We change yer mind--and ye
know vera weel the variety of our ca
pablitles-we'll do it ana welcome. II
ye're set on going, weel, we can only
say guild luck and success in a yer I'M
dertnkings, and may we get anither
| 'sistant super like ye. Am All right"
BE turned fercely on the men and
hurled the last sentence at them. A
mighty answering roar could leave no
doubt In the young mans mind Of the
unaninnity Of the sentiment. Stewart
shook his head emphasizingly and then
helnmed and hawed and squirmed
while trying to remember the balance
of his rehearsed speech. Finally he
said abruptly, 'NWf these few remarks
Ah'll close"
Imrie, completely taken aback, stood
namely holding the paper in bis hands,
with a pardonable sensation of citation
filling him, while Barbara looked on in
wonder. He took step forward and
said: Men, this is very pleasant and
gratifying, the more so because it
comes unexpectedly. I'm glad l have
merited this good opinion Of those who
have worked with me and thank you
sincerely for this" He held up the
paper.
Three cheers for John LIZ shouted
some one Immediately.
A below from fifty healthy threats,
thrice repeated, smote the air. Imrie
grinned, and the girl, who was still IN
consciously holding his hand, parted
her lips in q smile of pride for the re-
gard in which in some way she felt
she came in for a share.
Three cheers for the 'sistapt super's
girl. Up, ip!'
Her hands tore away from his as
though they had touched hot iron.
Again the answering roar, and the
superintendent resignedly let it take
its course. He charitably refrained
from looking at the blushlng face of
Barbara.
Now, then, DULLES, lift i'm to our
shoulders" 1t was Kirby's voice.
Five or six jumped forward at the sug-
gestion and laid rough hands on him
up with him." they shouted "Giye
him ride Whoupf'
Hold on, boys" said Imrie, pushing
them back and chnckltng amusedly at
their eagerness. There, quit, hold on,
wait minute. I've got something to
say" Whereupon they des!sted, and he
continued, You may be little prem
AZURE with this whole affair, for 1
may not leave the canal after all. Ser
tain-certain things occurred tonight
before you came down here that may
make me change my mind. Yes-er-
Oh, how many are there Of you?"
His hand went down into his pocket.
Stewart Brough glanced around at the
sea of expectnnt faces, and with a
shrug of his shoulders and little
jerky, comprehensive wave of his hand
said indefinitely, "Oh, there do be quite
few, sir"
$50 there are. Well, it's my treat
tonight" he peeled off. bill from
roll and handed it to Stewart, who
murmured q thank We, SIR" and
SLOWLY folded it ND. "Go over back of