The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1914-11-27
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help you"
Il don't like to be under obligations
to him"
Take It. II he meant mischief,
think we'd have heard from him be-
fore now. And it's only fair for some
body to get something out of him.
God knows I'm doing enough for him"
you mean with the men?"
yes. Though, II he only knew 1t,
I'm not doing II for his sake. be
lieve It was for the men l undertook
the job" He shook his head gloom
ily. But the worst OF II is, I'm al
most certain to fail"
"Oh. hope not"
Yes. Sometimes think I'm the
only sane man left on earth. Each side
thinks it's bound TO win. One side Is
and II isn't the men. But they won't
listen TO me. It makes me sick to
think what they'll have to pay IL they
go into this hopeless contest. You
don't know how the thing Is taking
hold on me. You think this queer talk
from me?"
Il don't find 1t queer"
ut is queer. / haven't come to the
why yet. Do you believe" he asked
abruptly, that love can awaken all
the sympathies7"
Il believe that 1t can"
Wouldn't 1t be strange" he went
on musingly, III through Quinby--the
philanthropist!--I've found my big
idea?"
Your big idea?"
Yes" He forgot that no Richard
Courtney had ever defined II for her.
'T1l probably fail in this wrangle. But
after that-why not?--the happy city,
and in Bethel. The things getting into
my blood. Or am /, after all, the one
who Ia mad?"
II she was white, he laid It to weari-
ness. IF you are. love your mad
ness"
A silence. When she broke II he,
absorbed In the train of thoughts set
In motion by mention of the unbuilt
city. did not catch the odd strained
note In the words.
Then you think I'd better take the
posItion2"
"Ah" He came back remorsefully
TO the subject "of course. you must
take H."
Even from Quinby?"
However It comes. you're fitted for
II. You've earned It."
But" she insisted quietly, I'D have
to live at the hospital I'd have no
excuse for keeping this apartment"
"oh. no, surely not! You mustn't
give 1t up. need you. Kazia-these
hours" Alarm had driven all but
love he still called ii love--from his
heart for the moment. He leaned over
and caught her to him.
mot at once, perhaps" she muir
INJURED weakly. Il could come here
sometimes--unti the lease expires
He laughed. DO you think love II
determined by a landlords contract? 2
mot by that" With a little gasp
Ing cry she reached up and chung tc
him.
During the last days of the negotia
tons Mark almost hoped the strike
could be averted. Then men. listen
ing to his persuasions, agreed to &C
! cept a merely nominal increase in thu
wage scale. But the agreement mus
be signed. not by the men as individ
! uals, but by the union for them: from
that stand the young organization, III
! very life at stake, would not be moved
Three men were in Henley's offic,
on that last night before the decision
was announced One had just mad,
his final plea for the compromise.
Henley shook his head firmly.
will not recognize the union"
"But they ask so little"
| Both glanced at the other man, a tai
stately figure. pacing, hands claspe'
, behind his back, up and down tn
room. A troubled despairing frowi
roughened the lofty brow.
! I'm looking ahead" Henley replied
Labor organizations never go back
unless you catch 'em young and xii
'em or Recognize them now an
: three years hence they'll demand
7 raised scale. Next, It will be the close
shop. Then another raise, and 80 or
! Wen be running our mills for the Der
eft OF men who have no stake In then
| never knowing when they'll be afte
I US with new outrageous demands.
viii not have It," Henley spoke wit
3 feeling.
The pacing figure stopped. lookin
at Mark. What have you to say I
3 that?"
Il say. the men are desperat,
' They'll stop at nothing to win tn
strike. 1t will cost us millions"
Cheaper now than ever" Henle
d interrupted.
Il say" Mark went on. this indu
try, this company. can afford to gran
n any demands labor will ever max,
n And there's such thing as humanit,
|. II that isn't enough" He pause,
i looking steadily at Quinby "If tbs
y isn't enough. l say the public is on I'll
y mems side and II hasn't forgotten til
8 Siamese twins of production and oths
A. beautiful sentiments publicly uttere
70 by certain famous philanthropist."