The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1913-09-11

y desk. Collins. what dye say II "
I tow the Detroit out? Her crew hs
= stayed with US so far and they
: stick now II Wen say the word. Th
4 unions are hungry and scrappin
, among themselves. and the men war
, to go back to work. It's just tina
J devil of Heegan that holds 'em.
, go they'll arbitrate. and we'll kill tn
!, strike
Ives. SIR says Collins. Blu
where's the tug crew. Mr.. Badrichy
fright here. We three and Mur
ply. the bookkeeper. Blast this idle
ness. | want tghtr
"'Ill take the same says /. 'whel
! get the price
That's all right. You've put tn
spirit into me. and I'll see you through
Can you run an engine? Good. II
take the wheel. and the others II fire
It's going to be risky work, though
You won't back out. eh?'
'Reddy'' interrupted Billings hert
loudly with a snort of disgust, while
Bitter Root" ran his fingers through
his hair before continuing. Martin
was listening intently.
1.-THE old man arranged to have q
squad of cops on all the bridges, and
begin anticipating hilarities for next
day.
THE news got out. of course,
through the secrecies Of police head
| quarters. and when we ran up the river
for our tow 1t looked like every striker
west Of Pittsburg had his family on
| the docks to see the barbecue, accom-
panied by enough cobblestones and
scrap iron to ballast battleship. All
we got going up was repartee, but
fggered we'd need armor getting back.
"We passed hawser to the Detroit,
and | turned the gas into the tug,
blowing for the Wells street bridge
Then war began. leans out the door
just in time to see the mob charge the
bridge. The cops dubbed 'em back,
while a roar went up from the docks
and roof tops that was like a bad
dream. | couldn't see her move none,
though, and old man Badrich blowed
again, expurgating himself of as mob
by line of cuss words as you'll mus
ter outside the cattle belt.
Soak en- yells. Give 'em all the
arbitration you've got handy. If she
don't open, we'll jump her, and lets
out another notch. so that we went
blowing and boiling toward the draw.
1T looked like we'd have to hurdle
it sure enough. but the police beat
the crowd back just in time She
wasn't clear open. though and our
barge caromed off the spiles. 1t was
like niger butting persimmon tree
we ratified off shower of missiles
like an abornmal hailstorm. Talk
about your coast defense; they heaved
everything at us from bad names to
railroad iron, and we lost all our win
dow glass the first clatter. while the |
smokestack looked like a pretzel with |
cramps.
When we scraped through / looked |
back with pity at the Detroit's crew.
She hadn't any wheelhouse, and the
helmsman was due to get all the at
tention that was coming to him.
They'd built up a barricade of potato
sacks. chicken coops and bric-a-brac
around the wheel that protected 'em
somewhat. but even while l watched
some Polack filtered a brick through
and laid out the quartermaster cold,
and he was drug off. Oh, it was re-
fined and aesthetic!
well. we run the gantlet, present
I'd every block with stuff ranging in
.ensile strength from insults to asphalt
Davements and noise Say. all the
Jacket in the world was a whisper
caught glimpse of the old man
Gaming out of the pilothouse where
| window had been, his white hair
,ristly and his nostrils h'isted, embel-
ishng the air with surprising flights
# gleeful profanity.
'Hooray. this is livingr he yells.
plying me shoveling the deck out from
nder the junk. Best scrap I've had
n years. And just then some base :
all player throwed in from center ,
ED. catching him In the neck with a
Omato. Gee, that mans an honor to
be faculty of speech.
II was doing bully till cobblestone
ounced into the engine room, making
billiard with my off knee Then |
OF kind of peevish.
Rush street bridge is the last one,
nd they'd massed there ON both sides.
Ike feas on razorback. Thinks |,
+ we make it through here, we've
listed the strike and | glances back
the Detroit just in time to see her
'ew pulling their captain into the
eek house limp and bleeding The
lrricade was all knocked to pieces,
I'd they'd dunked absolute. Don't
anne 'em much either. as it was sure
,ath TO stand out In the open under
e rain of stuff that come from the
idges. or course with no steering =
e commenced to swing off. yells: =
. Grab that wheel, Grab 1t quick,
ell hit the bridget But it was like
eff and dumb talk in a boiler shop,
lille wilder howl went up from the
lter front as they seen what they'd
ne and smelled victory.
We've got one chance thinks 1.
If If she strikes we're Gone THEY'LL i