Bisbee daily review. [volume] (Bisbee, Ariz.) 1901-1971, 1913-03-20
o0sJashi isia o Easnon Hoosh
CHAPTER XXI.
The Means-and the End.

was TAR away from them, Indeed hat
never fully seized them. The despair
in human love was theirs; and love
is half despair. She might have beer
some beautiful statue in white marble
so cold was she; and as for the mar
who faced her. his anger gone. he him
self might have been the image o.
hopelessness. Central figures of an ir
reparable ruin, and seeing no avenue
TO happiness, for the time neither hat
word for the other.
AT last Halsey raised his head, al
come sound caught his ear. Whats
that?'' he said.
Il heard it," said she. Il think it's
some one coming up the walk"
"Yes." he answered. "Listenl Why
# sounds like crowd. What can that
mean. now? Wait?"
He left her and fastened out TO the
front door. He stood there. outlined
fully by the hall lights behind him
Those who approached recognized him
He was greeted by a derisive shout
half-maudlin, scarce human in its
quality. The solitary servant rushed
up, excited. What is IL. Mr.. Halsey?''
he Quavered. as there going to be
any trouble? Oh, l ought to have
gone away with the others!"
Get out of the way" replied Hal
sey calmly. Get back behind the
door. I'll go out and meet them"
Here, you menl" he called out in
sudden anger to the visitors What
do you mean, coming here this way p
He was advancing toward them now,
down the steps, into the curying walk,
almost TO the rim of the circle OF light
cast by the house lights.
Don't you know any better than to
come here at this time. you people,
There's trouble In this house. There's
death in here. Go on away, at once!"
The leader Of the scattered group
OF addressed men stepped forward.
No, Wen not go away at once. We
know who you are. all right, Mr.. Hal
sey Trouble! Were Ia trouble, tool
We're lookin' for some more trouble,
now"
Well, I'm not tn blame for that,
What do you mean? Who are you,
anyway"
You ought to know US! We've done
up some of your damned sneaks. You
cut your workmen down to the last
copper in wages, and you didn't pay
them that. Then when the pinch
came, you shut the doors and skunk
of, like the coward you was! Then
they came over to US, at last! Your
scabs is in the unions now"
Il haven't done anything of the
kind" retorted Halsey hotly. 81
haven't been to the factory for days.
When left there, every cent was paid
up. That wasn't any of my business
anyhow was not cashier, but fac
tory superintendent"
It's lie, you know fits lie! We've
come to show you up. We've come to
take old man Rawn and you out of this
place. We ought to ride him on a
rail. and you with him! That's what
We ought to do! We want that
money" The leader advanced toward
him menacingly.
Why, men. / have not got your
expostulated HaIsey. IF III
had, this isn't the way to get IL from
mel I've always used you fellows
square! You've got to act that way
with me. I'm in trouble now, tell
you. My wife's dead, and my baby
to-day-in here. You are accusing the
best friend you have got! Where's
Jim Sullivan? Where's Tim Carney?
Where's any OF you men that used to
work with me there in the factory?
Any one of you ought to know better"
They amt here; but don't talk that
to usl We know what you was doing
with them machines. We know what
you was up TO. You wanted to take
The bread out of our mouthsi We seen
Z all In the papers, the whole thing, !
plain enough. No wonder you kept il
all blind as you could-you wanted to |
put US OF the EARTH,
Its a Hel" cried Halsey sternly. |
I broke them up. threw up my
Job I quit because didn't want TO |
zee the bread taken out Of your |
mouths. | stood between the com
'any and just what you say. l
wouldn't allow them to make 1t harder
or you than 1t was. ! never lost you
cent OF wages-I stood for you all |
he time. I'm with you now. Why,
men, I've been at yogr meetings. I'm
'ne Of you' Don't you know? Don't
Iou remember? You've never asked a
hing Of me haven't tried TO do. that
vas In reason. You know mel VIVA.
Inference about the union IL I'm your
Iort?"
Yes. We do know you." broke in
'quat and pallid Jew. forcing himself
through the thick to the front, and
isurping the place OF the wavering
eader. by Gott, We do know you,
Mister Halsey. You'fe lied to us,
hats vat you'fe donei YozTs been
o our meetings. yess, but you'fe be