The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1914-09-29

Rill elared at Fred suspiciously. but
the latter met his eyes so frankly tnat
his misgivings faded.
"Wot Is it," he demanded.
Fred looked round cautiously.
"I.isten!" he whispered. Father
used To work under Mr.. Fulton. and
he told me about him. He's q per
feet crank on that new alloy, nickel
steel. When he comes round tomor
row say something to one OF the boys
about nickeLsteel alloys for something
or other-rivets will do. Say 1t 30
he'll hear you. and he's dead sure 10
take notice.
If you get another chance say
something else about it-that 1t would
make rivet-heads mash better. for IN
stance Do this two or three times II
you can, and he's safe to pick you.
He cant help 1t. Nickel-steel ID IKE
whisky to him. You'll see."
Bill nodded slowly.
i've heard of nickel-steel" he d@
clared. "But don't know much about
it. III try what you say. but-with
sudden herceness-"doQ't you try no
tricks, Fred Faxon. II you're givin'
me the wrong steer, you better look
out for yourself: that's ALL"
That afternoon Casey. the foreman,
scratched his head redectively as five
of the six youngsters to whom he had
spoken declined the Job on one plea
or another.
80 yourself's the only one who
wants to go, is it, McSween?" he pom
dered. We'll. it's no fault l have to
find with your work. and I'll tell Mr..
Fulton so If he asks me. But l mis-
doubt but he'll be wanting more than
one to choose among"
The next morning Casey was taking
Mr.. Fulton over the building. From
OIL gang of riveters to another they
went, watching the work of each Al
they came near Bill McSween. that
individual was passing a rivet down
to tho bucker-up.
Say" he remarked loudly. Say.
these bolts don't hold their heat, seel
II they'd put some nickel-steel in them,
I bet they'd do better"
The bucker-up stared; but Bill noted
that Mr.. Fulton had stopped and was
regarding him closely, and felt en-
couraged. A few moments later, when
he came back with another rivet and
found the superintendent stu watch
ing him. and listening earnestly the
while to something that Casey was
saying, he was delighted.
Them boltheads would mash better
IT, they had some nickelsteel in en- -
he observed to the gun-man. who al.
most dropped his tool in his amaze.
ment.
Unheeding. Bill was about to follow
up his words with another remark.
when he saw Mr.. Fulton nod to Casey
and start rapidly away.
WELL" he muttered to himself, II
got in two good ticks at him. anyway"
When the whistle blew for quitting.
time, McSween looked round for Fred,
but did not see him: SO he hurried
down the ladders, eager to know his
fate. Casey spied him coming, and
called him over.
Step into the office, McSween," be
ordered, and get your time. I'll moi
be wantin' you any more"
Bill stinened with amazement.
DO l get the Chicago job?" he de
manded.
Job? Nav! An it's little likely
you are to get one till you get ovel
that fool crank of yours about nickel
steel. Where you picked up that 70,
l dunno"
picked it up?' he yelled. Me!
Wait till find Fred Faxon, and II
show him where l picked it up"
Fred Faxon. is it,"
A slow grin dawned on the Irish
mans face. He thought he saw an ex
PLANTATION of the thing.
And what's Fred Faxon been say
ing to you?" he demanded. Jaw! tel
me now. l want to know"
Furiously, Bill explained. When h,
had finished. Casey laughed long an,
loud.
Faith, It's the best joke I've hear,
for many a day, 30 1t u.s." he chortled
DO you know what Faxon did? H,
come to me this mornin', an he saws
says he: Mister Casey says he. I'm
sure we all like McSween and wan
him to get that Chicago Job says he
So want to ask YOU he says. not I,
mention nickelsteel to him when M,
Fulton is round.
1--we known Bill for years. saw
he. and he's plumb crazy on nicke
steel. He was in the crazy-house 20
six months once says he, for tina
very thing; and he's liable to have =
60 back. II he gets excited about I,
, The doctor says 3d. says he.
That's what Fred says; and then h
goes on, an it's little thinks aho,,
1t till you begins to talk about nicra
steel; an then saw mighty Mai
that couldn't put crazy man on .
|, Mr.. Fulton. nor kape him work.,
here. either; and So"
) But Bill could keep silent no ,on,..