Arizona republican., 1911-09-08

You curl, srJehn hissed between clenched teeth. 7 T wouldn't strike a man when& hs 4 was down but you would" [.
 Then he turned toward the next au- tomobile. To his surprise men had sprung up from everywhere and were attacking thisic Some of them he recognized as fe1Iow-strikers. One was a street'sweeper. Two were teamsters. A milk wagon dr1ver had forced his wagon near, nnd<was flashing with his whip at the group.
 In another moment the imported men were completely enveloped. But while John paused for an instant look ing from the second automobile to the third, he was borne to the pavement. and blows were @rained upon his head. At the same time hoarse voice which he, instantly recognized as belonging to the man he hadafelied was bawling curses in his ears. Others seemed to surge over'him. Somebody kicked him in 1.-the face. He felt the hot blood gush and tasted it sickeningly as il streamed into his throat from the gash where his lips had heen driven against his teeth.
 With quick prescience he rolled off the curb into the gutter, carrying his assailant half under him, and turned and fought with him there, blow for blow, in the mud and smear of the gutter They battled their way to their knees. still with the sense of a surging crowd fighting on top of them-fought at length to their feet. and then John drove his fist into his opponents body with a blow that doubled him up on the cobbles.
 Raging like a madman, Martin turned upon his other assailants. To his surprise there were none. The field was clear. He could hardly be- lieve his eyes. Tn a moment the mol had formed. Tn a moment it had melted away. 6
 The milk wagon was dashing around the corner. The teamsters were on their seats and their horses were nov ing. The switchman was walking along the tracks. The policeman was striding swiftly across the street. gripping his club tightly with a look of fine resolution on his face. A man hung grooming half out of the second motor car. The third stood empty and alone. The automobile tires had been cut to ribbons. The wind shields were smashed. The upholstering was slashed. Strikers and strike sympa- thizers and strike-breakers had incon- tinently taken to their heels. The sup erintendent was stanching the flow of blood from wound in his head with handkerchief and swearing stead. fly.
 All this was pictured to John Mar tins mind in the first sweeping glance. The next moment Jennie was rushing up to him. She was carrying Tommie in her arms. Horror. indignation and fear were mingled on her features. He remembered new that he had heard her scream at the very beginning. She must have seen it all
 He saw her gasp of relief as she beheld him apparently uninjured, not knowing how fast he was swallowing blood to keep 1t from triclrllng sout oi the corners of his mouth.
 "Johni" she exclaimed. You be gan 1t. I saw you. Havetyou turned into beast?"
 In her expression of horror at hi, manner and appearance, John saw himself as h a glass, and when even little Tommie after one moment of doubt and shock turned away with a cry of terror and hid his .face upon his mothers shoulder, he re-echoed her question.
 Have I?" he asked helplessly. while a look of blank despair, earne.oyer his features. "Oh, God, have IT" And he closed his eyes and4leaDed .dizzily against the dismantled motor car.
 But tender-hearted Jennie in a mo- ment had slipped her fingers into his nervously fexing palm. and ..was lead ing him toward the station The roughening battler followed like a child, and stood with straining, tear dimmed eyes until the train which bore away his loved ones from the scene of conflict was swallowed out of sight. Even then hercontinusd staring, cold, aIoof, feeling the vretchedness of ut ter solitude. Like a man on desert isle, he seemed to watch his social status sail away from him. He had been husband. father, householder.
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