Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1909-12-30
And how about the flour?"

And how about the flourT'
The Wisconsin mills will furnish 1t
to the continuation at Is per cent off
the jobbers' price"
''They will accept thirty day notes
from the different bakers?"
Exactly. No trouble about 1t at
ALL"
Hagglrton turned TO Gentle.
You seq. he pointed out. I'VE shall
save on wages and material. Well do
bigger business because We'll sell
better bread and cheaper bread"
Then he turned To Philip again.
How many bakers have come into
the combination he asked.
six so far but we can get more"
Get moreT' echoed the millionaire
"Why. within ten days all the little
bakers on the east side will be tum-
bling over themselves to get in"
They've got to come in.' began
Philip grimly. OR
"Or what?"
1t was Gentle who spoke. and there
was Il world of meaning in his voice
This was Philip. the friend of the
poor. Indeed. the boy had drifted far
away from his teachings in these few
days under Haggletons influence
Philip looked at him: then his eyes
wavered He saw the accusation in
his old friends face.
They've got to come in, or go out
of business"
Philip" said Gentle quietly and
very gravely-" philip. my boy. do you
realize that you are building up lit
tie trust! That you will turn men out
of work?''
The young man looked uneasy.
"a few men will be thrown out of
work. But we'll give better bread
and cheaper bread to the whole east
side"
".Iust So" declared Haggleton. And
he added. incidentally l. will prove
that poor man like Moran can con-
quer these tenement house conditions
If he has any gumption."
Haggleton went on.
WED better take that empty fiat
across the hall for sleeping rooms. We
shall need this one for Offices"
In little WHILE" he asserted.
you'll see Joe Caifrey at work in a
clean shirt. with pool rooms cut out
and Moran will stop kicking"
81 doubt that, Mr. Haggleton." said
Gentle dryly.
"As long as a man has no money
he's kicker about the wrongs of the
poor, Mr. Gentle. Give him some,
and he stops kicking. That's why So
cialists are poor"
"Some Socialists are rich"
ooh. yes" answered Haggleton
'parlor Socialists, but they never earn
ed the money themselves"
Philip came to the assistance Of his
old friend.
"Still," he said. turning to Haegle
ton. THE main point is that things in
this country are not fair between the
rich and the poor"
Haggeton faced Philip and Gentle
He felt the time had come for de-
cisiye statement
Look here" he began sternly; you
can't expect one class to fight the bat
ties of another class. Why should
they? Do you fight our battles? If
you want US to run our railroads and
mines and factories In a certain way,
it's up to you to make us do it. You've
got votes; we've got money and organ
ization It's fight, class against class.
You want TO get rid of your griey-
ances: we want to keep our privileges.
Go ahead make laws. inspect our
books. learn our secrets. put us in jail,
do anything But if you can't do any
thing. keep still. take your medicine
and don't come whining to us to play
your game. We will never do it
never! We are too busy playing our
own"
Moran stormed into the room. He
was hot. disheveled his eyes glittered.
Here. you. .Tackson!" he shouted.
"Do you think that You can grab the
whole Dakeshop business and throw
hundreds of men out of work? My
boss has joined your combination, and
I've got notice to quit. It's an out.
rage"
He turned upon Haggleton.
Hold on commanded Philip.
Moran restrained himself.
''See here. Moran" the millionaire be-
gan. this combination is good
thing"
Its blamed monopoly
The bakers assistant started on an
other speech full of abuse.
"You watch him" said Haggleton,
dryly to Gentle. Now listen.'
Look here. Moran; We'll make bet
ter bread and cheaper bread for the
whole east side"
Moran continued his harangue.
Yes. and you'll ruin homes in every
street"
| Better and better. thought Haggle.
ton. The man was working himself W
TO climax or denunciatory fury The
anticlimax he had already prepared
would be all the more telling.
I'VE will make lot of money" be
said.
Blood money! shrieked Moran