Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-08-06


when the applicants jaw dropped.
..Alec Shellbarkw he exclaimed.
McCorkle arose quietly and opened
the door OF the room which had no 9TH
or outlet. "Just wait in there" no d.
rected.
"No, won't watt" declined the Ia
borer. Il don't believe l want Job.
anyhow"
"You'll wait in there" declared Nc.
Corkle. stepping on the other side Of
the fellow.
"Not on your life" refused the man.
Vet me out o. this. ! wouldn't work
for TINT Shellbark outfit"-
Mr.. McCorkle put one enormous hairy
paw against the man sNshoulder. push
ed him into the cell with shove TINT
sent him spinning against the rear
wall. closed the door and calmly bolted
It. Then he let in the next applicant.
Two more trouble makers came out
Of that days grist. and when all the
lucky applicants had plodded on up
the ravine Alec stepped inside with
Wallingford and sent In his six paid
gladiators. who had been waiting ca
gerly In the renr. The ''rumpus" be
gan Immediately. and 1t lasted for
about Ave minutes. during which time
the little frame office rocked and shiv-
cred and resounded to the thumps OF
heads and heels until it fnally gained
relief BY belching nine superheated
men out mt the rear door. Three OF
them ran down the track. headed due
southeast, while the other six followed,
pelting them with rocks.
! McCorkle. who was too blase and
ennui to care to take part In the out
door portion Of the gymnastics. came
to the rear door, with slightly bored
! expression.
| kind of a tame bunch this morn
| ing" he remarked apolo=etically. but
it's enough to give you tip on how
we handle EN-"
That's Brother Ralphs idea." said
Alec. with proper family pride. "Stm-
pie. isn't It? We never have any trOu-
BILE around our camp"
| What there. was about that simple
remark to make Wallingford laugh SO
/ heartily Alec could not understand
! On that day Ralph Dougalbobber
walked in upon Blackie Daw with this
startling information: The price now
Is GO per share. Mr.. Daw. We have
300 men upon our payroll"
mo wonder you have to sell stock. :"
said Blackie.
In the two trips that he had taken to
/ the city, Wallingford had noted upon
| the banks Of cold looking stream,
about ten miles down the track. the
remains Of a mistaken little sawmill.
| which had long since gone out Of busi-
| ness because there was nothing to saw.
!; 1t had possessed Il big. weather tight tool
and stock house. however. and in pur-
| suant Of the happy idea that the Dou-
! galbobbers had given him. Wallingford
bought the place for $3.50: then. pleas.
ed with himself. he hurried away to
complete his Grand of mercy. About
three miles below Dougalville for.
lofn country road crossed the railroad
track, and wallingford made this point
shortly after the up train had passed
He waited patiently. In about an hour
two men came down the track. one
limping and the other occasionally
holding his hand to his jaw, and both
cursing.
Hello, boysw hailed wallingford
"Been up to the Dougalville mine
hunting job?''
Both men stopped and giowered saw
agely at Wallingford. then the mar
who limped made fervent speech
while the other one listened in envi0us
admiration.
.aThanks," said Wallingford. much
refreshed. I'm glad to ind you IN
this reasonable frame Of mind. Here's
$40 for you"
II KIN lay him all out cussin', but
my Jaw hurts" insinuated the Other
man.
| Heres IS for your willing spirit
offered Wallingford with chuckle
That's only grub stakes. boys
You're both hired from this very min
ute, at your usual mine wages Sever
miles farther on there's an old saw
mill. an old straw stack and bunk
house. They're mine. Kick the pad
lock of the door of the bunk house
and make yourself at home. There's
real town i've miles farther on
When you get rested. drill down there
and bring back all the provisions yor
can carry. because there's to be more
Of you, and I want you all fed OF
raw meat. What's your name? ht
asked Of the limping man. brawny
giant who showed all his gums.
Mike Dimple." replied the man de
family.
"Well. Mike. you're foreman Of tn
works." announced Wallingford with
out grin. for which Mr.. Dimple votet
him a gentleman. "Your job will be t.
pick out the best. the bravest and tn,
truest of the yeomen who have hur
ried away from Dougalville. Hire
these until you have twenty. Give tn
sickly ones q hearty meal and pas
them on"
And what'll have 'em dor aske,
Mike Dimple. puzzled as to bis duties
Rest" replied Wallingford. his BIZ
pink face wreathing itself in sud
den smile Of such cheer that both o
the men smiled in sheer fellowship
"Just rest and eat ana sleep. and tax
. little healthy exercise and keep II
good training. may want you all 3
come back to Dougalville some da,
and have your own way"
"Bless the day. exclaimed Mix
Dimple. and forgetting his limp. b
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