The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1906-11-15

You lissen at me; IL that's the fact,
I'm telling you-all that every wheel
on this blame, hoodooed railroad is
goin' to stop turnin' at IL o'clock on
the night before that notice takes
hold"
as Durgan with u.s." asked Brod-
rick.
"He's wit himself, as a master me-
chanic shu'd be-" said Callahan. Sos
MTosh. But nayther wan mr. tother
av thim'n take a thrain out whin the
strikes on. They're both Loring min. ="
At the mention OF Loring's name
Griggs looked up from the stick he
was whiting.
mo propects O. the Boston folks get
ting the road back again. reckon"
he remarked tentatively.
"You should read dose Arloos news
bapers; den you should know some
things alretty. ain'd it," said Fischer
Brodrick laughed.
"If you see 1t in the papers. it's so"
he quoted. What the Argus doesn't
say would make 'nough sight bigger
book than what 1t does. But I've been
kind o. watchin' that man Kent He's
been hot after the major. right from
the Jump. You rec'lect what he said in
them Civic league talks O. his; said
these politicians had stole tina road.
hide. hair an horns"
I'm onto him." said Callahan.
"'Tis a bird he is. Oleson was tell
ing me. The Scandinavian was thry-
In 20 get him down to CASTOR the day
they ray-ceivered us. Jarl says ne
whit a mile a minut', an the little
man never turned a hair"
us he here yet. or did he go back to
Gods country" asked Engineer Scott.
leaning from the cab window Of the
1881.
Hes here and so is Mr.. Loring
They're stopping at the Clarendon"
said Brodrick.
Then they haven't quit" drawled
Griggs, adding: Il wonder II they have
a ghost of a show against the poIiti-
cals?"
HAS anybody been to see 'em?"
asked Callahan.
There's a notion for you. Scott, +"
said Brodrick. Scott was the presid-
ing officer in the B. Of L. E. local.
Get up a committed from the Fedora
tive to go and ask Mr.. Loring IL there's
any use in our tryin' to hold on"
Now it fell out that these things hap
pened on a day when the tide OF re-
trieval was at its lowest ebb; the day,
..,~.of,. - x.,hfok Koot hoa tofa I ,,rfr..
that he was undecided as TO his moral
right to use the evidence against
Bucks as a lever to pry the Trans
Western out of the grip Of the junto.
Il befell. also. that II was the day
chosen by two other men, not members
of the labor unions, in which to call
upon the ex-manager: and Loring
found M'Tosh, the trainmaster. and
Durgan. the master mechanic. waiting
for him in the hotel corridor when he
came in from a late luncheon at the
Camelot club.
Can you give us few minutes. Mr..
Loring?" asked M'Tosh, when Loring
had shaken hands with them, not as
subordinates.
surely. My time is not very valu-
able. just at present. Come in. and I'll
see IL Mr.. Kent has left me any cigars"
"Humphl" said Durgan. when the
ex-manager had gone into Kent's room
to rummage for the smoke Offering.
"And they give us the major in tie
place of such = man as that" with a
jerk Of his thumb toward the door Of
the bedroom.
Come OFF," warned M'Tosh; he'll
hear you" And when Loring came
back with the cigars there was dry hui
NOR in his eye.
you mustn't let your loyalty TO the
old guard get you into trouble with the
receiver" be cautioned; and they both
smiled.
"The trouble hasn't waited for our
bringing" said MToSh. THAT is why
we are here. Durgan has soured on his
It's hell, Mr.. Lorfng. have been at II
20 years. and | nsver saw such crazy
railroading in any one Of them"
bad management, you mean?"
bad management at the top, and
rotten decentralization at the bottom as
a natural consequence. We can't be
sure of getting a train out Of the yards
without accident. Dixon Is as careful
a man as ever stepped on an engine.
and he smashed farmers wagon and
killed the farmer this maning within
two train-lengths Of the shop juno
ton"
"Drunk?" inquired the ex.manager.
''Never a drop; Dixon's a prohlbi
ZIONIST, dyed in the wool. But just
before he took his train, Halkeit had
him in the sweat-box. lacking him up
for not making his time. He came
ont red in the face, jumped on his ca
CINE and yanked the Flyer down the
yards 40 miles an hour"
And what Is your trouble, DuIgan?"
asked Joriug.
Another side Of the same thing. l
wrote Mai Guilford yesterday, tell
ing him that six pit gangs, all the
roundhouse emergencies and two out
door repair squads couldn't begin to
keep the cripples moving; and with
in q week every one OF the labor unions
has kicked through its grievance COM
mittee. His reply is an order an
nouncing a blanket cut In wages, TO go
l.. n. a. 81 Al.