Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1911-03-24

be shown the man who had -.
the last rock. 'nfo
From the rear came the voice :.
engineer, who did not underetons "
ders fall or the situation. "A lu
going to leave the shaft.bonaa'
Carthy?"
There was no instant's besito..
his reply: ITO hell with tba 0n
house and the mine! I'm go,n
find the man that did this and
him! By God, I'll kill him." he Il
ed, as he went his way. ~
AS he charged through the awe,
terror-stricken mob and out past
concealing corner of the blacEsn
shop in his futile search of hotn
came into view of his house ~
hillside.
The agonized scream of WON
rent the air and attracted his o,t
ton. His wife had seen him AZ ~
and had seen in his arms the littls \
uTe. Suddenly, and in view NJ
those who looked up from below
tottered and fell her length on :,
veranda.
Mccarthy paused in his march n.
turned and gazed at those around hin
Gazed unspeakingly. The furio,N
blaze died out of his eyes and son,I
returned, leaving stamped On his f.l
a look Of bitter, uncompromising Cd
row and accusation.
Steadily and with no backward lid
at either the mob he had fought /
the plant he had protected, he strcd,
up the hillside. AS they stood s;leI,
and abashed. as though rooted to tha
spot, they saw him disappear into M
darkness of the doorway. Saw him "A
turn, and, still without looking In tbei,
direction, gather tenderly in his arm
the unconscious form Of his wifi
Then, as If to shut them out iron
sanctity, the door closed, white and
unblinking in the sunlight; and thew
shame-stricken, without word n
mouth or thought Of further violence
and as If directed by one impulse
went slowly down the road
When night came the moon gleauI
ed whitedly down through the tamaa
racks and pines and made Of the sd
lent, ungainly buildings castles of rard
design.
There was a knock at the cabin on
the hill, the door was thrown widely
open, and the giant form of the man!
ager was outlined within it, as though
framed in silhouette Without speech
or salutation he confronted the score
of men below.
From where they stood they could
see, in the light shining within tho
room, cot on which lay little ban.
daged figure, around which there
moved solicitously a woman and a
bearded man whom they recognized
as the camp surgeon.
They stood nervously twisting their
hats in their hands, as if bereft Of
speech. There was something Of lone
illness and accusation in that silent,
immovable bulk in the doorway, plant
ed there as though Indifferent to fear
or favor.
The gray-haired spokesman, after
the quietude had seemed prolonged
into ages, wetted his parched lips and
said: We've come, sir, to find out
how Sanders is?"
The man in the doorway answered
softly: 1.-THE doctor says he will live,
thank Cod" And it was prayer he
gave, of untold thankfulness, which
found an echo in the hearts OF the
men before him. He said no more,
evidently believing that speech was
useless and the world contained moth
ing further to talk about.
The men shifted from one foot to
the other in speeches. embarraSS'
ment, and then, as having relieved
their minds, turned to go. The SOM
bre figure still stood motionless in the
doorway.
ooh, by the way" said the gray
haired spokesman, as If remembering
something which had escaped hs
memory, eve, as a committee from all
the miners, come to tell you that tns rs
strike was unanimously declared OIL
tonight"
And so they left him, standing coloS
sal and silent, in the doorway OF Liz
home.
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