The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1912-05-09

heap OF baggage at Ferry Building. A
few heads were broken, a score OF ar,
rests made. and the baggage was de,
hVered. No n would have guessed
that behind this petty wrangle was
the n Irish hand Of Hogan, made
potent by the Klondike gold of Burn
ing Daylight. 1t was an insignificant
AFFAIR at best-or so il seemed. But
the Transfers Union took up the
quarrel backed by the whole Water
front Federation. Step by step, the
strike became involved. A refusal of
COOKS and waters to serve scab team
sters or teamsters' EMPLOYERS
brought out the cooks and walters
The butchers and meat cutters refused
10 handle meat destined for unfair
restaurants. The combined Employ.
ers Associations put up a solid front.
and found facing them the 10000 or
gained laborers of San Francisco.
The restaurant bakers and the bakery
wagon drivers struck, followed by the
mixers, milk drivers and chicken
pickers. The building trades asserted
It's position in unambiguous terms, and
all San Francisco was in turmoil.
But still, 1t was only San Francisco.
Hegan's intrigues were mastery, and
Daylight's campaign steadily devel.
oped. The powerful fighting organi.
zation known as the Pacific Slope Ses-
mans Union refused 70 work vessels
the cargoes of which were to be
handled by scab longshoremen and
freight handlers. The union presented
Its ultimatum, and then called a strike.
This had been Daylight's objective all
the time. Every incoming coastwise
vessel was boarded by the union off.
Gals and its crew sen ashore. And
with the seamen vent the firemen, the
engineers and the sea cooks and
walters. Daily the number of idle
steamers increased. 1t was impossi-
Die to get scab crews, for the men of
the Seamen's Union were lighters
trained in the hard school of the sea,
n when they went out 1t meant
blood and death to scabs. This phase
OF the strike spread up and down the
entire Pacific coast, until all the ports
were filled with idle ships, and sea !
transportation was at a ~standstill. The
n weeks dragged out. and the ,
strike held. The Coastwise Steam
Navigation Company and the Hawaii
an, N~icaraguan, and Pacifc-Mexican
Steamship Company were tied up COM
pietely. The expenses of combating
strike were tremendous, and they
earning nothing, while daily the
went from bad to worse, un-
I'll peace at any price" became the
cry. And still there was no peace,
NTH Daylight and his allies played out
beir hand, raked in the winnings. and
a goodly portion of a CONT.
g to resume business.
Daylight's coming to civilization had
not improved him. True, he wore
better clothes. had learned slightly
peter manners, and spoke better Eng.
iah. But he had hardened, and at the
expense OF his old-time, w~hole-souled
'eniality. Even his human Affiliations
we're descending. Playing a lone hand
'ontemptuous of most Of the men with
shom he played. lacking in sympathy
" understanding of them, and certain.
y Independent of them, he found IT.
re In common with those to be en-
ountered, say at the Aita-Paciic. In
'o'nt or TACT, when the battle with the
teamship companies was at its height
md his raid was inficting incalcula-
re damage on all business interests.
e a been asked to resign from the
lita-Pacifc. The idea had been rath.
r to his liking, and he had found new
uarters In clubs like the Riverside.
and practically maintained
y the city bosses.
Che weekend, feeling heavy and de.
ressed and tired OF the city and its
avs, he obeyed the impulse of a
MIN that was later to play an impor- /,
part In his life. The desire to |
out OF the city for a whif Of conn !
y air and for a change of scene was Q
lie cause. YET, to himself, he made
lie excuse OF going to Glen Ellen for r
lie purpose OF inspecting a brickyard
hich Holdsworthy had sold him. He b
tent the night In the little country q
'tel, and on Sunday morning, astride
saddle horse rented from the Glen 1,
len butcher, rode out of the village. b
b~rickyard was close at hand on b
e fiat beside the Sonoma Creek. 8
Resolving to have his fun first. and h
look over the brickyard afterward,I e
rode up the hill. prospecting for a e
~ cross country to get to the u
oils. He left the country road at b
3 first gate he came to and cantcred s,
rough a bayfield,. The grain was N
on either side the wagon II
nd, and he shifted the warm aroma II
1t with delighted nostrils. At the r,
Sc OF the knobs he encountered a m
nble-down stake-and-rider fence. n
He tethered the horse and wan W
red on foot among tho knobs. Their fc
were crowned with c~entury-old hi
trees. and their sides clothed II
tn oaks and madronos and native RI
lly. But to the perfect redwoods be- a,
Aged the small but deem canyon that h,