Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-06-16

and a catastrophe record that reads like
report from accident ward. Among other
things. though, he's got bug that you re out
to do him in business. Now, if you could
whats his nane?" demands Pyramid
cutters, SAYS |, "Selim Tutters'
@Never heard of him., says he.
al was sure of that, saysI "but it might
help the poor wretch to forget his bad dream
if YOU Just went out and told him So.
Pyramid Gordon amt hardened 48svg
he looks. either even if that jaw of his 49,
does suggest the front elevation of a stone ~
crusher why, | suppose l do that
says he. "Where is he?"
And when | leads him out and gets EN- |iNf
facin one another they swaps the stranger
stare for full minute without sayin a word.
For a cross mated team they about the
limit, too,-Mr. Gordon shown up husky
and rugged in his gym suit and lookin' fit to
tackle anything, from Shoulderln streetcar
off the track, to facin mob OF minority
stockholders after passed dividend; while
little old Selim Tutters with his red eyelidss
and his trembly knees, would have seemed ~
more at home in wheel chair. -
"Now what S this rubbish about my trying 49,
to hurt your busness?" demands Pyramid. ~
@Where did you collect any such fool idea
that, my MANI?
you're the who controls the Phila- u
delphia, Scranton & Western aren't YOU"
comes back Tutter5.
"Ive heard SO, .cys Pyramid. "But sup
pose ann?
well, its this way" begins Tutters
"You see, run coal and lumber yard over
in Jersey, and YOU We been holding up a
of coal on me- Why, sent in my order for
that carload last
"NIy dear man. breaks in Pyramid, "wfat
the bilious blazes do YOU imagine | know
about that? Carload of coal! Why don't YOU
write to the traffic manager
II have, says Tutters. "At first wrote every week
then every other dav then every day And the tota
result two notices from the complaint department
that my communications would be considered. And
haven't got my coal yet.
Pyramid Shrugs his shoulders impatient well what
of it, he asks careless
ooh, come, Tutters!' puts in. SAINT YOU got sense
enough to that Mr.. Gordon don't know anv more
about your blooming carload of coal than | doo Why
it's all he do to remember how many railroads he
owns. Think he keeps tab every peanut freight order
like yours? Say, you better along and forget it..
PUT you said three minutes' protests Tutters. "Ive
= had only half that
"Oh, blaze away says Pyramid. aWhat nexta"
"Mr. Gordon says he, "thats just a little two
wagon coal business of mine there, supplying the
cheap trade mostly bag and quarterton orders have
to get in my coal your road. Last year my cars
through all right; but the rate stiff. Thi:
year got few carloads, and then couldn't get any
| know why of course. 1t because was
asking my customers only fair price That's the whole
story
Gust as thought" says Pyramid Didn't ANYONE
ever warn you not to cut coal prices?"
ooh, yes" admits Tutters "The Dealers Associa
ton sent the schedule of advances every month
But mine is independent yard. l want sell my
own price.
"Wel who's stopping you?" says Pyramid, GRIMM
over at me-
But IL can get coal can sell 1t, can |! says
Tutters "And I'm losing all my trade. I'm paying
rent for empty yard, and keeping four horses idle
and I've had lot of sickness in the family and
we'll there | am, YOU see
$50 YOU come hunting up, do you?" grunts Pyra
mid. well, I'm going to give you some advice Get
into some other business, and next time don't try to
buck the association.
@But l am bucking it, says Tutters tryin' to put
ginger into his weak voice "I-I'm in this fight
to stay
Really" observes Pyramid. "Then l should say
you all through now. Fight? Why, you never hac
the ghost of show man.
"Then you don't know much about Sem Tutters,
says the wreck in the chair straighenin up little and
defiant at Pyramid hugh,