The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1903-06-17
BILL ARP.
Atlanta Constitution.

OF AAlcuQ utb gone anu 1911 III
Jim Warren was my college mater
and / loved him for near sixty
years. He was only two months my
Junior and / sometimes wondered
who would be called away fret.
What an awful death was that
| Crushed and mangled and his poor
old body torn and dragged for a
quarter of mile and his dismem-
bered limbs strewing the track and
his brains larding the rails. AIasl
how little do we know about life OF
deathl Sometimes l watch the cat
tie going to the slaughter pen and
thankfrl that providence conceale
from them their impending fate.
but we do not know much
more about our own. How shall
we die and when?- Jas Warren
was one of my true friends. / loved
to love him and it gave me comfort
that he loved me and always called
me Charley as tenderly as a BROTH
or. His body was killed and that
was all. His pure soul went back
Immediately to its Creator and is
now resting in the bosom of God.
That is my faith and I hope it is
the faith of all those who loved
him, for my heart bleeds with
them.
"Strike for your alters and your
fires,
Strike for the green graves of your
sires,
Strike until the last armed foe ex-
pires."
used to speak that speech. and
when 1 got to that part which said,
"They come-they come-the
Greek-the Greekp I put on mar
tial agony and elevated my voice
and shook the floor. 1 thought of
all this the other day when 1 read
about the strikers in Atlanta going
to Byrd's publishing house and try
ing to seduce his non. union print
ers to leave him. His partner. Tom
Lyon, showed fight and used some
cuss words and drove them off, and
they had him arrested and the re.
oorder fined him for disturbing the
public tranquility, but if 1 had
been the recorder would have ex-
cused Tom.
This thing has come home to me
at last. for Mr.. Byrd is printing a
book for me and I can't get copy,
and am fighting mad about it. The
striking interlopers got all his prin-
ters away. but two or three and the
rascals hung around the back door
and all that Tom could do was to
watch them and exclaim, "They
come-they come-the Greek-the
Greek" But Tom is game and
says he will whip the fight and
have some books for me by the last
of the week. The first edition has
all been sold and the second is in
the press and has been delayed and
entailed and barricaded and para
lyzed by these contemplate strik.
ers. and if there ever was justifi-
able excuse for using cuss words
man ought to be hired to stand at
the back door and cuss 'em by the
day as fast as they came.
I've no patience with these strik-
ers and less with their leaders.
One of my boys has just establish
ed telephone plant in Houston,
Texas,and had about forty girls em-
ployed at good wages. when sud-
denly some interlorers came and
made them all strike and he hired
others to take their places and tho
interlopers went round to all his
patrons and tried to get up boy
oott. but failed. The rich Mr..
Huntington is the chief owner; he
telegraphed my boy to whip that
fight regardless of expense and he
has whipped it.
Last yesr at Dayton, Ohio. q
big hearted rich man established a
cash register plant and had two
hundred girls employed and he
cared for them just like they were
his children, and had bath rooms
on every floor and hot and cold
water. mirrors, soap and towels, so
that they could bathe and clean up
before they went home, and the
girls were contented and happy,
for all this was no part of the con-
tract, but some interlopers came
along and ordered strike because
some poor old woman who did not
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