Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-12-09

I s t N.f4 < .a . < fill the water pail afresh. After q 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 lei surely. :
 Thus he incurred the ennity of the cook and cookee. Those individuals have to prepare food three times day for half a hundred eaters, besides which on sleigh haul they are sup posed to serve breakfast at o'clock for the loaders and variety of lunches up to midnight for the sprinkler men As consequence they resent infrac- tions of the little system they may have been able to introduce.
 Now, the business of 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. lie must know how a thing ought to be done, and he must be on hand unexpectedly to see how It's ac- complishment is progressing. Dyer should have been out of bed at first horn blow
 One morning he slept until nearly 10 o'clock. It was inexplicable! He hur- < ried from has bunk, made a nasty toilet and started for the dining room to get some sort of 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 conversation in the. latter building The coohee set hot coffee before him. For the rest he took what he could find cold on the ta- bles time a little guilty. This was not beAs z cause offa sense of a dereliction in du- ty, but because he feared the strong mans contempt for inefdciency.
 II sort of pounded my ear little long this morning" he remarked, with an unwonted air of bonhomie
 The cook creased his paper with one hand and went on reading,
 T suppose the men got out to the marsh on time," suggested Dyer, still easily. s.s
 The cook laid aside his paper and looked the scaler in the eye. h
 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 emergen- cy. Without another word he pushed back his coffee cup and crossed the narrow, open passage to the mems camp.
 When he opened the door silence fell. He could see dimIy that the room was full of lounging and smoking lum% bermen. As matter of fact, not q man had stirred out that morning.
 Flows this, men?' cried Dyer sharp ly. Why aren't you out on the. marsh?'' Baptiste:
 'eHe mak' too tam cole for de marsh. Meester Radway he spik. dat we kip of dat marsh wen he mak' cole"
 Dyer kness that the precedent was inp disputable.
 ''Why didn't you cut on eight then?~ he asked still in peremptory tones.
 Didn't have no one to show us where to begin,' drawled a voice in the corner.
 Dyer turned on his heel and went out ,g
 The crew worked on the marsh that afternoon and the subsequent days of the week. They laboSed conscientious ly, but not zealously. The work moved slowly. At Christmas 9 number of the men went out' Most of them were back again after four or five days, for while men were not plenty neither was work. The equilibrium was nearly ex,f act.
 But the convivials had lost to. Dyer the days of their debauch. Instead of keeping up to 50,O0O day, as Railway had figured was necessary, the scale would not have exceeded 30.O0o.
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