White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-02-07
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fresh, said lnsolently. 4 see you ar.
spending a good deal Of time out OF
your Office The mine cant afford
such extravaganza | guess we'll have
to have n new mining engineer I've
sent for one. so you better pack
For the moment John did not speak
They confronted each other for a mo
ment: then Dorr turned on his heel
and walked of As he did so be brush
ed into old Tom Kane.
THE miners won't stand any more
of Wilkerson. and they are going to
strike tonight. when the day shift
comes of. Tom croaked Lots of
them are packing their buds now to.
get out. ID II him: he has ruined little
Ruthless property
John looked out OF the window and
realized that the various groups OF
miners. tired. sullen. as If waiting for
something. made an ugly picture.
I'm afraid It's up to them. Tom."
he said. a little huskily. II have been
discharged. and | am leaving myself
tonight"
He was perfectly amazed at the ef-
feet of his words Dropping the coffee
pot with a crash on the top Of the
range, Tom Kane dashed out Of the
door and into the nearest group OF
miners, ge~sticulating and laughing hys-
~terically. he said two words and then
rushed back. his bright eyes cleaning
flercely.
THAT saves the mine for Ruthie.
John" he gasped The miners were
tust going to quit quietlike. Now they
will make Wukerson take you back.
and you can make him straighten mat
fers out with them"
He peered anxiously up into the
young mans face. "You won't desert
her. will you. JohnY'
With an narticulate growi John
swung out into the sunshine and e.
bowed his way through the stream ming
throng Of miners just coming Oh shift
Ahead Of him be saw Wilkerson talk
ing to an old miner. who seemed to BE-
arguing earnestly. he saw the super.
intendent and the miner re-enter the
office, and q moment later Ruth ap
peared.
As John came to the office door he
heard the sound Of a scuffie within
He kicked open the frail barrier and
stood inside Just In time to see Wilker
son draw n gun on the old miner.
Drop that gun. You dogr' he below
Oh aud with npn liam Waa of WilEor.
sons throat.
Wilkerson was no pigmy In strength
and as agile as a panther He mar
aged to land two singing blows on
Johns eye before Dorr drove him mp
against the wall. laid his powerful
hands on him and thrust him to the
6oor in absolute helplessness. His 6sf
was lifted to give the FINAL finishing
blow when he caught sight of Ruth's
white face. He ierked Wilkerson to
his feet, flung him into the corner and
strobe silently out
John. John. What is the matterf'
demanded Ruth
THAT hound In there discharged mel
l am going to leave tonight"
Her eyes slowly filled with tears.
You are not going to leave The Mas
ter Key mine. are you. John? And
and Before he could nswer her
appeal In words there was a wild roar
down the street and the tramp of boot
ed feet.
Get the dynamite and blow the fel.
low upr' bawIed a couple Of hoarse
voices.
Get a rope and hang him to the
hoist!'' yelled another. Then a full
chorus of angry cries rose into the
evening air and filled the valley with
raucous sound
Quickly John drew Ruth aside In the
shelter of one of the cottages and said
hurriedly: This must be stopped.
Ruth. I'll get out there and stop
them
Ruth's property was In peril. Johns
stentorian voice rang ont across the
throng: stop. men. Stop" But be
soon saw thai the crowd was getting
out Of hand He perceived three or
four of the tunnel men racing down
the hill to join In the fracas. One OF
them. he was sure. had been to the
powder house. He gritted his teeth
and made his last appeal
'Ruth-Ruth Gallon he called.
Doubtless none of the miners had no
ticed her presence. and when her sien
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