The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1909-11-27
Novelized by Thompson Buchanan From til
Successful Play Of the Same Name
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Copyright. 1908. BY Frederic Thompson. All


puddler or a mechanic. suppose, in
her eyes. Might be pepniless but for
her father. Well. we will see,," =.
He whirled away from the house
where they had been talking and hur-
ried down to the works. Upon reach
ing them he Immediately sent for Will
liam Marsh, the head draughtsman.
William Marsh had been with the
Durant works since early manhood.
His whole life was wrapped up in the
place. Upceasing application had rails
ed him to his present responsible and
arduous position: but. like many an
other man who Gives his life unreser".
edly to one concern. he had come to
find himself in the end in repaid, To
make matters worse his only child, q
bright promising young fellow Of
twenty, had died as the result Of a ter"
rible accident in the chemical room,
and the father could not help believing
that had Pinckney used proper dtscre"
ton in selecting the boss Of the work
the accident might not have occurred.
All this had tended toward a breach
between them. only Pinckney was one
who cared little for breaches with his
employees. He was born to rule and
since becoming manager had ridden
roughshod over all opposition. Partic'
ularly Marsh. fifty years old, spare,
physically weak and essentially a
dreamer. in love with his own work,
was little fitted to cope with the iron
willed manager,
Ptnckney was still Tuning when the
head draughtsman arrived.
"Marsh," he said shortly. y have de-
cided definitely to push the Rhinestrom
gun. believe it's great gun and
will prove very effective."
+ ITS all of that" returned the
draughtsman shortly.
Il think So" agreed the manager.
land we must hurry the work along
as fast as possible. BY the way. what
do you think Of this new gun--the
Sommers gun that. this dandif1ed naval
lieutenant is here to have caste"
Marsh did not know how eagerly the
manager was listening for his reply.
He paused judicially a moment, then
said hesitatingly:
I'm sorry. Mr.. Pinckney. but from
what can make out it will make a
pretty good weapon. The fellow has
hit on something new, and it may
prove a wonder. Either very good or
rotten, that is the way l size it up"
"You mean from the principle on
which it is constructed It will either
prove a winner or burst and kill a
lot Of people?" questioned the mana
ger cautiously.
Exactly" agreed Marsh, land 1t
will have to be very carefully made or
it will burst for sure. We don't want
that
''Then you do not think 1t Is as good
gun as the Rhinestrom gun?' sug-
gested Pinckney.
A dull flush rose in Marsh's pale
cheeks. His whole body quivered. 1t
was the anger of parent whose child
had been attacked.
'"There isn't any gun as good as the
Rh1nestrom gum" he cried hotly. II
invented it and l know, and. what's
more while we are on the subject, I
want to tell you that think you are
doing me dirty injustice. have put
the best part of my life on that gun.
and you have patented it and put a
Dutch name on it. and / don't get a
cent or any credit
Pinckney jumped from his chair, his
own face red with anger.
Look here, Marsh." he cried, "just
little more like that and I'll fire you
out Of these works! Who do you think
you are? Don't you know that we
have been paying you q salary for
years for your time and your brains!
We did not pay you for your looks.
I'll put the name Rhinestrom on that
gun or any name l please, and If you
don't like it you can get out. There
are plenty Of men who would DO glad
to have your job"
! But for once the weaker man would
not be cowed.
AL right" he cried, ''I'N get out!
There are other places to work, and
all my ideas have not gone yet. And,