The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1913-09-20

desk, Collins. what dye say IL we
tow the Detroit out. Her crew has
stayed with us SO far, and they'll
stick now IL wei say the word. The
unions are hungry aud scrapping
among themselves. and the men want
10 20 back TO work. Its just that
devil OF Heegan that holds 'em. IL
they see we've got tug crew thatll
20 they'll arbitrate. aud Wen kill the
strike
Yes. sir says Collins. But
where's the tug crew. Mr. BadrichY
fright herel We three and MUIR
ply. the bookkeeper. Blast this idle
ness! want hghtr
"'Ili take the same says /, when
get the price
spirit into me, and I'll see you through.
Can you run an engineer Good! I'll
take the wheel. and the others II FIRE.
It's going to be risky work. though.
You won't back out, ehY
'Reddy' interrupted Billings here
loudly with a snort OF disgust. while
Bitter Root" ran his fingers through
his hair before continuing. Martin
was listening intently.
THE old man arranged 10 have
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 II looked like every striker
west OF Pittsburg had his family on
the docks 10 see the barbecue, accom-
panied by enough cobblestones and
scrap iron 10 ballast battleship All
we got going up was repartee. but |
fggered we'd need armor getting back.
I'VE passed hawser 10 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 10 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 youth mus
ter outside the cattle belt.
"'Soak en-, l yells. Give 'em all the
arbitration you've got handy. II she
don't open, Wen jump her and / lets
out another notch, so that we went
blowing and boiling toward the draw.
at looked like we'd have TO hurdle
II sure enough, but the police beat
the crowd back just in time. She
wasn't clear open, though, and our
barge caromed of the spiles. 1t was
like a niger butting persimmon tree
we ratified on a 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 Detroits crew.
She hadn't any wheelhouse, and the
helmsman was due 20 get all the al
, tention that was coming TO him.
They'd built up barricade OF potato
sacks, chicken coops and bric-a-brac
around the wheel that protected 'em
somewhat, but even while i watched
some Polack filtered brick through
and laid out the quartcrmaster cold,
and he was drug or. oh, Il was re-
fined and aesthetic!
well, we run the gauntlet, present
ed every block with stuff ranging In
tensile strength from insults 10 asphalt
pavements and noise Say, all the
racket i'm the world was a whisper
! caught a glimpse OF the old man
leaning out Of the pilothouse where
a window had been. his white hair
bristly and his nostrils h'isted, embel.
fishing the air with surprising flights
OF gleeful profanity.
'Hooray, this Is living" he yells
spying me shoveling the deck out from
under the junk Best scrap I've had
in years And just then some base
ball player throwed in from center
field, catching him In the neck with q
tomato. Gee, that mans an honor q
the faculty Of speech!
IL was doing bully TIL cobblestonc
bounced into the engine room, makins
a billiard with my OF knee. Then
got kind OF peevish.
Rush street bridge Is the last one
and they'd massed there on both sides
like feas on razorback. Thinks
III we make IL through here, we've
busted the strike and ] glances bacl
al the Detroit just In time to see hel
crew pulling their captain into th'
deck house limp and bleeding. This
barricade was all knocked TO pieces
and they'd iunked absolute Don
blame 'em much either, as II was SURE
death 70 stand out in the open under
the rain Of stuff that come from ID,
bridges or course with no steering
" she commenced to swing on. yells;
Grab that wheel! Grab II quick
Wen hit the hridger But II was like