The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1908-09-12


was made in the British 1sles Els disgrace.
e won't fight. You cawn't make i'm fight"
IF yeh think we're of that breed, spoke up Nc
Gonigal, mouthpece of the five impeached pat
riots, ''@yeh come along down to the back room
of McKecwns place an any one of us will
give yen all the fight yeb carry" His glance
included Craig, Schmidt, and Brown. Just
come on-all of yeh,'' he pleaded savagely, for his
fellow countrymans exhibition had made him fam
ing for the honor of the crown and the harp.
Rats" said Brown nelegantly but wisely. 1--WE
all know your records. There's no hard feelings.
There's black bean in every sack and it seems
we've got it,. Brown had service stripes his
arm, and his words had weight had his hand.
e oughter be showed up to the Old Man,
said Pmmer. lin 'aving the beat e as, and i'm
as Ugh spirited old grandmother
''There'll be no talkin to the captain nor the
sergeant said Brown looking at Plimmer. 1--WE
amt kids, we're men. If Finerty's coward he'll
be shown up all right, for there's always trouble
sooner or later down there" (The Hill is always
called down there'D But therell be squeal-
in, and the that does will catch the best belt
In he got In his life"
II ope colored gentleman IL knock is
bloonn' head Off, said Plimmer with great sim
cerity. =.
But Planners hope did not materialize. The
Hill unusually quiet and orderly. Some said
every new patromans, and that the lull was the
deadly lull before the storm. But Finerty went
stoidly about his duties if nothing had ever hap
pened would happen. He met his fellow patrol
mems cold glances with Indifference, and he never
appeared to notice Planners soto remarks.
Plimmer of all the men was the only to show
an active personal resentment against Finertys
cowardice. Brute strength his god, and to see
it misused as Finerty had misused it was unpar-
donable.
"Guess 'ow Fnerty spends lis days orr" he said
one evening weeks after his first unsuccess-
full batting of the Irishman. You know low he
focks by 'imself. Well, to-day when was on
beat who did coming down the line but Fin
erty. And, say, e was showing of them wheel
chairs before i'm like any bloomin' nussey maid.
Ho, no, it sight. There was chap in the
chair who looked if a traction engine had run
all over i'm. E all twisted out of shape f
horrible sight,"
IT know" put in Craig II live in his neigh
borhood. Finerty and him rooms together. They're
pals. They say Finerty waits him hand and
foot. There's something the matter with the lads
spine.
well, Ffnerty makes fine nuss,' laughed
Plmmer. "When saw i'm I SEES: Lift your pet
tiooats, Lizzie when you skip the gutter"
"An' what did he say?" chorused the men, grin
ming.
Plimmer suddenly looked vindictive.
''E told me to go to place where they don't
use thermometers" he said slowly. 1.-THE cow
yard. e knew couldn't hit i'm on patrol But
I'll 1T i'm. e cawn't tell to go there: Ho,
yuss, when 'es OFF duty I'll just make i'm come to
McKeown's place and I'll bingle the 'ead orr i'm.
I'll show i'm up for the coward e isl
The men laughed disbelievingly. You can't
make a. man fght-at least not a. coward like Fin
erty. But Plimmer, grim smile his lips, held
to the contrary and said SO. He would "bingle
Finertys head.
But the proving of John Finerty was not to be
left to Cockney-American patroman nor the back
room of McKeown's saloon Fate decreed many
actors and large stage. On the following night a
very good imitation of undiluted hades broke out
on San Juan Hill. No could say how it started.
No can-or will. But Finerty, on the
night shift, saw man leaning against the lamp
post that stands the corner of Sxty-second
Street and Amsterdam Avenue. That in itself is
strange in that neghborhood, for the corner sa-
loon is the recognized prop. Drunk" thought
Finerty, the wobbled uncertainty. But
the Hill holds it's drink and this man didn't. He
commenced to cough slowly, thckly The speckIed
flare of the lamp threw fan of light into the gut
ter. And Ffnerty dark splotches that were
not shadows. 1t was one o'clock. The avenue was
deserted: >- =. .& -
The man Strengthened up in jerks, wiped hand
vaguely his lips, then, as Finerty laid hold
of him. eased himself slowly through the official
arms to the pavement He :twitched there in the
circle of light. Finerty knew him for a leader Of
the white trash roust-abouts. .7 - L
.'Sll right gulped the man with laugh that
stranged in it's BIRTH II guess I've got mine. Been
layin fr me-. They carved good and proper.
Sail right, though. TIL boys III square dis, you
bet.' - T%r"@ > r., 'Er@Ss,@.1'-
"who did this?" said Finerty quickly.
The man waved bood-smeared hand vaguely to
the west. 49, a>1g. y Ss: .# .zI& F.
Down there OF course. 4. That big coon-Wil-
liams--'' He was going fast. @*}s. {
Finerty swung his nightstick against the pave