Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-06-08
HALF A ROGUE
By HAROLD MAC GRATH
Author Of The Man . N the Box, The Puppet Grown. hea,ts and M.,k. Ete
Copyright Eobbs Merrill Co. Indianapolis.

". ludu VINO regrets a
disagreeable duty.
From his seat in the rear. Jordan
watcher him. following each word
closely. He saw that Morrissy knew
his business thoroughly.
Wen get what we want, men, we
always do. 1t isn't a matter of money;
it's principle. Ii we back down, we are
lost; IT we surrender this time, we'll
nave to surrender one. thing at a time
Till we're away back where we started
from. slaves to enrich the. oppressor.
We've got to fight for our rights.
Here's an inventor who, IL we permit
him to remain, will succeed in throw
Ing 200 men out of work. Bennington
Is making enough money as things are
now. There's no need of improvement,
such as will take bread and butter out
OF our mouths. out of the mouths of
U wives and children. We've got to
strike. That'll bring hint to his Senses
AT the conclusion he was loudly APP
| plauded.
Jordan stood up and waited till the
noise had fully subsidized. Everybody
knew him. They had seen him stand
up before. and he always said some
thing worth listening to.
You all know me, boys" he began.
you bet!"
you're all right"
speech! 60 ahead!"
Jordan caught Morrissy's eye. Nor
rissy nodded with bad grace. Jordan
spoke Tor half an hour. He repeated
word tor word what Bennington had
told him. In the end he was creeted
with laughter.
very well. boys" he said, Struggling.
It's none of my business. You've
never caught me lying yet. You don't
Know this nan Bennington. I believe
90. He'll make good his threat. Wait
and see."
"H0w ,o,,ch - -- 1.
this meeting" demanded Morrissy,
"A good deal less than you were, Mr..
Morrissy." There was a aneerou
nush on Ben's cheeks, but the smoke
was 80 ems that Morrissy failed to
ooserve It. The men laughed again,
accepting Ben's retort as q price of ban
ter. Ben went on doggedly. II have in
my pocket a permit to tear down the
shops. Bennington gave it to me to
produce. Look at it. II you doubt my
word. There it U.s."
Som eof the older men looked exceed
ingiy grave. but they were in the mi
Anybody a get a permit to tear
down his property" said Morris scorn-
fully. IT'S a big blur. men. WHAT
tear down the golden goose? Not in a
Thousand years! It's a plain bluff. And
I'm sorry to see a decent man like our
newspaper friend on the enemy's side"
n am on the enemy's side, Mr..
Morrissy. it's because I'm 3 friend Of
every man here. a v one" Significant
~. You men will vote q strike. I can
see tnat. But you'll regret it to your
iast DAY. I've nothing more to say.
nelped once when old man Ben
nington was alive, but I cues you've
forgotten It," Ben sat down in silence
Well proceed with the voting" said
Morrissy. ~
Halt an hour later there was q. cheer
me men would go out Monday, if the
demands OF the committee were not
acceded to. The meeting broke up, and
by saloons. Morrissy approached Zen.
who had waited for him. No one was
within earshot. ~
What do you mean by saying YOU
were paid less than I was?" he said
his Jaw protruding at an ugly angle.
= mean. M~orrissy." answered Ben
carefully in the future. II I were YOU,
wouldn't accept any unstamped en-
velopeS In Herculaneum. Il would he
for that" Nv.
Moorrissy. raised his list.
stay where you are" warned Ben,
head. Listen to me. I'm startin9 ont
rom this night on to break you. ana
I'll do It before tho year is over. This
y your last strike. 80 make the most
OF e: Yeu were at Schmuck's the other
niEnt: 9 ana Mcouade. There was q
partition. Unfortunately this friend
wa alone. I haven't got any proofs,
but I'll get them.~
Morrtssy became yellowef than III,
diamonds. Ben dung aside his chair
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