Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-06-15

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there looking at me for, Nelson?" he thun-
dcrcd. Don't YOU know Kent wants twenty
five cars2 Do you want me to go get themo
Get out of here and attend to it at once!
Have them placed understand
NOW! Get hold of McNultv, get everybody
in the wards busy. And when you get the
cars put something in them-don't wait for
an order. We're going to back up this boy to
the limit. He's all right he knows what
he's doing."
KENT we'll knew that he had exploded
= two bombs in the Rlverport office but
he was too far away to be disturbed by the
noise. "Theyll get over it, he assured
himself. "And they'll send that lumber
too He had very distinct picture in his
mind. 1t showed him the long, wide yard
and the great piles of lumber that he knew
as he knew his own hat. He saw McNulty,
the yard super, and his gangs of men tearing
at the piles and carrying the lumber to the
waiting cars. Also he saw Nelson going out
every now and then to see how the work was
advancing, and, at longer intervals, the Old
Man himself, his arms akirnbo, in the mar
row rear doorway watching the loading. 1t
was Alc\ulty on whom Kent was plnnlng
his faith. He knew Mac just as Mac knew
him. He could even see the great red
headed, hairy-armed Irishman bearing a
hand himself to help him out.
ooh, Mac, do it, do it! Let's beat 'em all
out, Sport he prayed. "Let's show 'em
what you and | can do
KENT found the Mayor in front of what
~ had been the courthouse. About him was
a small party of men, a score or more of the
leading citizens and merchants of the town,
and the Chief of Police in brown ulster
and uniform cap. They seemed to be
talking rather hstlessly as he came up.
Then they stopped and turned to him in
curiosity.
"Mayor Denmore?' Kent inquired, look
ing from face to face.
A youngish man, under forty, with
SLOUGH hat pulled down over his head an
swcred him. "My names Denmore. What
can | do for youo' The Mayors face was
gray and hard He had evidently not been
abed for hours.
"You can't do so much for me as I'm sure
| can do for YOU" was Kent's quick reply.
"I've already done part of it. I've ordered
about fifty cars of lumber by special train.
They'll be here tomorrow afternoon"
The Mayor stared at him in wonderment.
The rest OF the men pressed forward.
Kent went on. you've got thousands of
homeless people here, and you've got to see
about sheltering them. | got here in an
automobile from Rockton this morning to
put you in the way of doing it. I've already
arranged with the railroad people for un-
loading room. I'm Kent, of the Manitowish
Lumber Company of Riverport."
you re certainly on the job, Mr.. Kent,
the Mayor replied, with the ghost of smile.
1--WE need about everything there is in the
world: there's nothing left here"
Kent had thought to find at least a little
backbone left; but this crowd gave no sign
of it. And yet one man wore a Booster"
button! "They don't need lumber half so
much as they need about ten cents worth of
ginger" Kent muttercd to himself. dts up
to me to be the doctor, guess. They get
the ginger first, and then the lumber; but
they get it! If they won't do things, I've got
to DO them, and III put this over if it takes a
leg"
We've just got to see what can be done,
Mr.. Kent" the Mayor continued, his lifeless
voice angcring Kent. "A committee of the
Common Council meets in half an hour in
the Redwing Company's mill. We're on
Our way there now"
"Would you mind letting me come with
you, Mr.. Mayor Kent asked with sudden
inspiration.
"Not at all, glad to have you think we