Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1917-02-23

men that we suspect have sold out to
the Amalgnmated. pay 'em of. and
order 'em out of camp.
"A good idea, Hansen" commended
Morrissey.
Hansen lost no time In putting his
plan into execution.
1t quickly became evident, however,
that the men had no intention of tax
ing their discharge meekly. The
trouble was precipitated by Hansen,
who came marching down on the ness
house, In front of which the malcon-
tents were congregated, at the head
OF twoscore Of his lumbermen armed
with axhelves and peavies.
"Clear out Of here, now" he ordered
roughly. IF you amt out of camp
In five minutes, I'll run you out"
The reply was well-aimed stone,
which struck Hansen on the head, lay
Ing his scalp open to the bone. He
staggered beneath the impact Of the
blow then, wiping the blood from his
eyes, he charged the crowd like an
angry bull, his supporters close behind
him. 1t was desperate battle while
1t lasted.
The struggle was abruptly inter-
rupted by the cry Of "FireN Fire!"
as a dense cloud Of smoke rolled up
ward from the rear Of the messhouse
Hansen. calling OF his men, endeav-
ored desperately to save the building,
but moment later there came another
shout OF warning, and 1t was soon seen
that the camp was doomed.
ITS Holmes and his gang that we've
got to thank for this !" growled Nor
rissey, when the news Of the burning
OF his camp reached him. They've
been laying for chance to make
trouble for us. But they've covered
their tracks and we can't prove they
did it-blast their souls The men
viii have to sleep In tents until we can
rebuild-and the nights are cold, too.
Find out how much lumber we will
need and telegraph to the mills at Port
Jefferson. Tell 'em we must have 1t
by day after tomorrow sure"
Three days after the destruction of
the independents camp business called
Behrens to the Amalgamated's railway
construction camp, four miles above
Jacksonville. As he was loupging In
the doorway Of the shanty which
served as an office, an engine, hauling
single car, was painting laboriously
up the steep grade. 1t came to a stop.
and Tom Dawson swung out Of the
cab and strobe across to the office to
report.
"What you got there, Tom7" Behrens
asked curiously, noting the scarlet dam
ger signs tackled to the side Of the
car.
Dynamite" Tom answered shortly,
for he did not like Behrens, and took
no pains to conceal 1t. They've got
lot of blasting to do before they can
finish the line from here to Glacier
Point"
"Has Morrissey begun to rebuild his
camp YETI" asked Behrens. by way Of
making conversation.
II reckon he'll begin this afternoon"
the engineer answered. II hauled ten
carloads Of lumber for him from Port
Jefferson this morning. Left them
standing on the line at Jacksonville
while brought up this car Of dyna-
mite. As soon as can grab some,
thing to eat I'm going back and haul
them up to Morrissey's camp"
Scarcely had Dawson disappeared in
the direction of the mess tent before
Behrens was beside the car Of dyna,
mite. A scheme by which he might
still further harass and delay the, in,
dependents had suddenly occurred to
him. No one saw Behrens furtively ap-
proach the car; no one saw him loosen
the brakes and uncouple It from the
engine. But the young telegraph OPP
orator. sitting in his little cabin q
few hundred yards down the track,
happened to see the runaway car go
rumbling past at constantly increas-
ing speed; he rushed to his key and
began to click out "DLi d.! DIP
which was the call for Jacksonville.
Helen Dawson was at her desk In
the Jacksonville station, absorbed In
book, when she was aroused by the
imperative chatter Of the instrument.
A tap Of the key indicated to the send
er that she was listening. AS she lis
tened her cheeks were suddenly
drained of their color. And small won,
der. for this Is the message that came
to her In dots and dashes:
"cIear the track for runaway car
loaded with dynamite"
She ran to the door and stared up
the track. Standing on the main track
where Dawson had left them, almost
opposite the station, and squarely In
the path Of the runaway, was the
trainload Of lumber for the independ-
ent camp. And there was no means
of sidetracking the runaway, for the
siding was below the lumber train.
There was no way to avert it's de-
struction unless yes, II might
be done. She started running up the
tracks as she had never run before,
for, in order to execute the plan which
had suddenly come into her head, II
was imperative that she should reach
point some distance above the Ium.
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