The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1912-01-09

..Ye-es,p growled John. indifferently.
Good" exclaimed the German
Then, with sudden and complete
change of manner: Den let us be
friends, yes Sit down by me on der
table Der wife, too. Let us talk"
Despite the handicap Of his accent
and cocksureness that was often
siye. the German proved by far the
most telling reasoner to whom John
had listened.
And so say, Comradt Martin, he
finally concluded, dat you are doing
de sacredt cause of labor very great
wrong by not joining der union"
And while John. carried a bit down
stream by the rush Of the argument,
was feeling for his footing, Stockdale,
the Englishman. growled suddenly.
Every lick you work is stab in
your own CUTS. They won't need you
tomorrow. They got scabs enough
down there now. Four carloads were
sneaked into the works tonight from
Chicago"
One OF the 6wedes arose impatiently,
undoubling his huge frame in the CEN
ter of the room with the numbering
movements OF polar bear-move-
ments that were as suggestive of terri
BILE strength as his great height; for.
Notwithstanding his STOPPING carriage.
he looked level into the eyes of Mar
tin, who was very tall. His glance
was an ugly one, the menace Of 1t un-.
mistakable.
"Ay tank ay bane GAVIN to keel
some scabs bay may hands," he said
significantly, threateningly. closing
npJ uncINuip~ fbo uroaf houv Hpvoru
with an action suggestive of the grip
Of an automatic car coupler.
Yes" said John casually, blowing
ant face before him.
The Swede famed the smoke away
with a sweep of his hand and took =
menacing forward step, but his eyes
wandered Hoffman saw that his
myrmidon had been outnerved and
must attack or wilt before the I'M
trying to bully.
I've go. Comradt Martin" he said.
motioning the Swedes to the door.
Stockdale followed, with McKichnie
coming next The Scotchman laid a
hand on Martins shoulder.
Think 1t over mon," he said;
think it over"
John liked McKichnie.
Great God! Mac" he answered, Il
don't think Of anything else"
But the shrewd Hoffman addressed
his last words to Jennie:
"Too bad, ain'dt II" he said. nodding
toward tho Swedes and Stockdale.
Thinking comes hard for dem Der
only argument dey know is kick in
der face We have hard time con-
trolling dem, always"
Ugh" Jennie shuddered, with a
grimace and shrug OF her shoulders.
as she heard the door close.
They can't bluff me- was Johns
stolid comment. They got to con-
pince me-"
Jennie went over and put her arms
around his neck.
Didn't that man come near to con-
vincing you tonight" she asked ear
nestly.
He was nearer to 1t than any of EN-
have been-any except little Jack"
st does seem like we're doing some
thing kind OF mean, don't it?" she
murmured in far-away. reflective
kind of voice, ito be working when
all the others are lighting for what's
for the good of all of us.
John started as il he had been
stabbed.
''You?" he asked abruptly.
Il begin to wonder" she replied
calmly. you amt mad, are you,
John?"
81 have a right to work" he said
presently
Considered by itself, yes" she re-
piled. You have a right to work, as
an individual, but are you an indi-
vidual? Is there such a thing as an
individual. now? Isn't the union the
individual, and aren't you merely a
rebellious hand or foot. finger or toe?"
John had another fit of silence.
'Thirty-fiye dollars." he said finally.
| Would we have to pay for that all
at once, or could we pay for 1t three
dollars or so week?"
I'VE would have to pay half Of 1t
down. the doctor said" she replied.
| Next morning when John Martin
went to work he had almost more to
! struggle against inside than outside,
I and as for the struggle on the outside
I it was fierce enough He came little
short of having to fight his way into
| the shop, but he did 1t, resolutely
almost to savageness:
The foundry was full of strange
men, scores and scores Of them
! strike-breakers he knew without be
ing told, Manufactured. hard-spoksn
men. they were. who yelled to one an
! other gibes and coarse jokes as the,
worked, and generally set at noughi
/ the discipline OF the shop. but man!
were skilled molders. and they put tn.
! work forward with such fine Chow
/ of progress that the foremen made nj
/ protest
John was feeling irritated and sor
because the logic Of the situation
seemed gradually going against him
1rresistibly and from every angle, in
Guiding wife and hoy, he felt his owl
reasoning being overborne. To MAX
matters worse, the foreman came b.
with one of the new men in tow an
said:
This man will help you"
He was OF medium size with Gloss
cropped iron-gray hair and SCARE
face that appeared az If 1t might hAv
been peeled. His eyes we're hard an
blue, and one lid dropped like
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