The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-11-02

that Roadway never saw the insolence
at all. He thought this a poor year
for a man in Railways position TO
spend Christmas with his family, but
it was none of his business.
DO as much as you can in the
marsh. Dyer" went on the JObber. I
don't believe it's really necessary TO
lay off any more there on account OF
the weather.
'.AI right repeated Dyer.
The scaler did what he considered
his duty. All day long he tramped
back and forth from one gang of men
to the other, keeping a sharp eye on
the details of the work His practical
experience was sufficient TO solve read
lily such problems as broken tackle, ex-
ira expedients. or facility which the
days brought forth. The fact that in
him was vested the power to discharge
kept the men at work.
Dyer was in the habit of starting for
the marsh an hour or so after sunrise
The crew, of course, were at work by
daylight. Dyer heard them often
through his doze, just as he heard the
chore boy come in to build the fire
and fill the water pail afresh. After a
time the fire. built Of kerosene and
pitchy black pine, would get so hot
that in self-defense he would arise and
dress. Then he would breakfast leis-
urelv.
Thus ne incurred the enmity OF the
cook and cookee. Those individuals
have to prepare food three times a
day for half a hundred eaters; be
sides which, on sleigh-haul, they are
supposed to. serve a breakfast at 3
o'clock for the leaders and a variety
of lunches up to midnight for the
sprinkler men. AS a consequence, they
resent infractions of the little system
they may have been able to intro
duce-
Now the business OF a foreman is
to be up as soon as anybody. He does
none of the work himself, but he must
see that somebody else does it, and
does it well. He must know how a
thing ought to be done, and he must
be on hand Unexpectedly to see how
its accomplishment is progressing.
Dyer should have been out of bed at
first horn-blow.
One morning he slept until nearly
10 o'clock. 1t was inexplicabIe! He
hurried from his bunk, made a hasty
toilet and started for the dining room
to get some sort of a lunch to do
him until dinner time. As he stepped
from the door of the Office he caught
sight of two men hurrying from the
cook camp to the mems camp. He
thought he heard the hum of CONVEX
sation in the latter building. The
cookee set hot coffee before him. For
the rest, he took what he could find
cold on the table
Dyer sat down, feeling for the first
time little guilty. This was not be-
cause of a sense of derelictiOn in duty,
but beca use he feared the strong mans
contempt for inemciency.
ST sort of pounded my ear a little
long this morning" he remarked with
an unwonted air Of bonhomie.
The cook creased his paper with one
hand and went On reading.
I suppose the men got out to the
marsh on time" suggested Dyer, still
easily.
The cook laid aside his paper and
looked the scaler in the eye
you're the foreman; I'm the cook"
said he. you ought to know"
Dyer was no weakling. The prob
lem presenting, he rose TO the emer-
gency. Without another word he
pushed back his coffee cup and crossed
the narrow open passage TO the mems
camp.
When he opened the door a silence
fell. He could see dimply that the
room was full of lounging and smol-
ing lumbermen. AS a matter of fact,
not a man had stirred out that morn
ing.
sHow's this. men." cried Dyer, sharp
ly: why aren't you out on the narsh?''
No one answered for a moment Then
Baptiste:
He max too tam cole for de marsh.
Meester Railway he spik dat we kip off
dat marsh wen he max COLE