The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1909-08-12

ly. u wouldn't give much Tor man
that wouldn't stick to his boss II he
thought him right. But a question has
come up here, boys, that must be set
tied once for all. This wreck-looting
on the mountain division Is going to
stop-right here-at this ,articular
wreck. On that point there is no room
for discussion. Now, any man that
agrees with me on that matter may
step over here and I'll discuss with
him any other grievance. If what l say
about looting is a grievance, 1t cant
be discussed. Is there any man that
wants to come over?" No man
stirred.
Sinclair, you've got good men,"
continued McCloud, unmoved. You
are leading them into pretty deep wa
ter. There's chance yet for you to
get them out of serious trouble II you
think as much of them as they do of
you. VIII you advise them to go
back to worl-all except Karg?"
Sinclair glared in high humor. "Oh,
+ couldn't do that! I'm discharged"
he protested, bowling low
! 81 don't want to be overhasty," re-
turned McCloud. This is a serious
| business, as you know better than
| they do, and there will never be as
good a time to fix 1t up as now.
There is a chance for you, I say, Sin
clair, to take hold II you want to
now"
why I'll take hold If you'll take
your nose out of my business and
agree to keep it out"
Us there any man here that wants
to &C back to work for the company"
continued McCloud, evenly. 1t was
one man against 80; McCloud saw
there was not the shadow of chance
to win the strikers over. This let's
all of you out. you understand, boys"
he added; land you can never work
again for the company on this division
if you don't take hold now"
Boys" exclaimed Sinclair, better
humored every moment, "Pll guaran-
tee you work on this division when all
the fresh superintendent are run out
of the country, and III lay this matter
before Bucks himself, and don't you
forget it,"
You will have a chilly job of it,"
interposed McCloud.
$50 will you. my hearty, before you
get trains running past here" re
torted the wrecking boss. Come on
boys"
The disaffected men drew off. The
emptied wagon its load scattered on
the ground, stood deserted on the hill
side, and the mules dropped in the
heat, Bill Dancing, a giant and a
dangerous one, stood lone guard over
the loot, and Young had been called
over by McCloud How many men
have you got with you, Reed?"
Eleven"
How long will it take them to clear
up this mess with what help we car
run in this afternoon"
Young studied the prospect before
replying. They're green at this sori
of thing, of course; they might be
fussing here till tomorrow noon, I'm
afraid perhaps till tomorrow night
; Mr.. McCloud."
"That won't do" The two meI
stood for moment in study. "The
merchandise is all unloaded, isn't ii 2
said McCloud refiectively. Get YOU
men here and bring a water buckle
with you"
. McCloud walked down to the en-
CINE of the wreclsing train and CAV,
orders to the train and engine crews
The best of the refrigerator cars hat
been rerailed. and they were pulled Z
, a safe distance from the wreck. Youns
brought the bucket, and McClouC
{ pointed to the caskful of brandy
. Throw that brandy over the wreck
age, Reed"
The roadmaster started, Burn thu
whole thing up, eh?'
I Everything on the track"
., Bully It's a shame to waste tn,
5 liquor, but it's Sinclairs fault. Here
r boys, scatter this stuff where it will
! catch good, and touch her off. Every
e thing goes-the whole pile. Burn VI
! everything that's orders. If you car
e get few rails here, now, III give 20,
!, a track by shutdown, Mr.. McCloud, II
4 spite of Sinclair and the devil"
S The remains of many cars lay II
o heaps along the curve, and the track
8 men like firebugs ran in and out o
e them, A tongue of flame leaped iron
o the middle of a pile of stock cars. Il
/. five minutes the wreck was burning
y In ten minutes the flames were crack
e ling fiercely; then in another instan
?. the wreck burst into a conhagratiol
d that rose Kissing and seething hur
o bred feet straight up in the air.
From where they stood, Sinclair
t men looked on. They were nor
plused, but their boss had not lost hi
3, nerve. He walked back to McClouC
You're going TO send us back t
v Medicine Bend with the car, suE
Il pose?"
u McCloud spoke amiably. "Not o