Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1910-03-29

counters that we're oddly like the
! scrimmages at a football game. You
saw policeman swing a club with
men scrambling all around. lose his
! footing. go to his knees and be bur
| led for few seconds under a weight
of twisting, cquirming bodies.
Men darted out of the fighting
holding their hands to their heads.
often the hands were dripping
blood.
The women displayed more spunk
than the men. They were seen to
claw at the faces of the btuecoats
and hurl shoes straight at TaylOrs
men When they refused to be
driven they we're knocked down.
II was not novel to see a woman
pick herself up clutching her head.
There was never a moment when
the police hesitated at the method
of dealing with the mob. They were
told to smash it and they were car
rying out orders.
At Fotterall square the mob,
somewhat weakened by Taylor's tao
tics, paused to wreck some cars.
Lieut.. Kenny, at the head of a squad
of Brownies, sailed into the car
smashers. The negro policemen
showed a yellow streak They held
back when Kenny rushed. He turned
and damned them for cowardice.
| They showed their white teeth In
grins.
Kenny sprang at two of them and
bumped their heads together. The
rest decided that it would be safer
to fight the mob than an Irish lieu
tenant, so they walked into the
scrap. Five hundred of the march
ers were diverted from the main
body.
supt. Taylor was reforming his
lines all the time, and at Ridge ave-
nue. a few hundred of all varieties
of policemen walloped and walloped
while the crowd took its medicine,
and lodging under the clubs, press
ed forward.
Several cars crossing Broad street
were smashed mildly, but mostly the
crowd was too busy watching swish
ing nightsticks to bother about de-
stroying Rapid Transit property.
All the time the crowds were get
ting thicker Steadily the reinforce
ments of the city police grew until
Broad street from Ridge avenue to
Green street was jammed. There
was no time to pick the goats from
the sheep, and many a peaceable cit
izen found himself speclating as to
what struck him.
Police Brutal and Deadly.
Ridge avenue was throbbing.
Thirteenth street was congested.
Green street was crowded, and still
the labor hosts lodged and fell and
fled, while angry cops took a firmer
grasp on their sticks and BATTERED
away.
Supt. Taylor ordered a raft Of
his men to Spring Garden street. He
stood in the middle of Broad street,
cool as a chunk of ice, and motiOned
the police toward the oncominS
groups.
Throughout all the clubbing not
a shot was fired by the strikers or
their friends. Block by block the
mob was split apart and the sections
beaten into submission. Every side
street was used as an avenue of es-
cape by persons who had felt the
weight of clubs.
When Broad and Green streets
was reached there must have been
about 5000 persons left in the labor
COluIlu. DOllt Vi lilCoG NClS beli
ly battered and bruised, but they
stuck stubbornly to the march. Tay-
lor had drawn an imaginary line
across Broad street at that point
and the instructions to the police
were to let nobody pass it. Here
was the last of the encounters. 1t
was also the worst.
Clothes Torn Some Women.
n,t gto Inv
rushed to the scene on horseback
cops galloped up Broad street from
city hall And right in front of the
Central high school the final move
ment of the police, which was sue.
cessful in destroying the integrity
simply an onslaught. There was
to fight back High school pupils
watched the ugly sight from the
windows of their building.
One cop was struck with brick
and knocked from an automobile as
Green. The police saw this, and
that made their charge the more de-
termined. For ten minutes it was d
wild scene.
Clubs rose and fell with sicken-
ing regularity. Women were hit as
we'll as men. 1t was no time for dis
elimination. Clothes were torn, wo-
men lost their headgear, pitsol shots
were fired into the air and the re-
ports of these served to increase the
wild desire of the crowd get away.
When it was over only scattered
hundreds remained upon the street.