Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1921-06-17

to nag him into resigning. Then there
was Mrs. Shella. sort Of suspected
she was holding him up to the rack
every day and every minute Of the
day.
1t was one evening after he had
been out to the majors for just a
little while, and had come back to the
office, that he sent for Mr.. Van Britt
who was also working late. There was
blood on the moon, and / saw it In the
way the boss jaw YES working.
upton" he began, as short as pie
crust, shave you thought Of any way to
break this wreck hoodoo YETI"
Mr.. Van Britt sat down and crossed
his solid little legs.
IF had, / shouldn't be losing sleep
at the rate of five or six hours
night" he rasped.
There's one thing that we haven't
tried" the boss shot back. "We've
been advertising 1t as bad luck, keep
Ing our own suspicious to ourselves
and letting the men believe what they
pleased. Wen change all that.
want you to call your trainmen In as
fast as you can get at them. Tell
them-from me, If you want to-that
there isn't any bad luck about II
that the enemies of this management
are making an organized raid on the
property itself for the purpose of put
ting us out of the fight. Tell them
the whole story, If you want to-: how
we're trying our best to make a spoon
out Of spoiled horn, and how there
is an army Of grafters and wreckers
in this state which is doing its worst
to knock US out of the box.
IF you give the force something
tangible to lay hold Of, 1t will work
the needed miracle. It is only the
mysterious that terrifes. Railroad en-
pl0yes, as a whole, are perfectly In
telligent human beings, open to con-
viction. The management which doesn't
profit by that fact is lame. II you do
this and appeal to the loyalty Of the
men, you will make a private detec-
tive out Of every man in the train
service, and every one Of them keen
to be the first to catch the wreckers.
You can add a bit of reward for
that, II you like, and I'll pay II out
Of my own bank account"
For a full minute our captive mill
lionaire didn't say word. Then he
grinned like a good-natured little
Chinese god.
"Who gave you this Idea OF taking |
the payroll into your confidence, Ora
ham7" he asked softly.
For the first time in all the weeks
and months I'd been knowing bin, the |
boss lodged; lodged just like any of |
us might.
1--WE been talking to Major Ken
drick," he said. 'He is a wise old |
man, Upton, and he hears a good many |
things that don't get printed In the
newspapers
| could see that this excuse didn't
fool Mr.. Van Britt for single in
slant, and there was look in bis
eye that / couldn't quite understand.
Neither could | make much out Of what
be said.
"We'll 60 into that a little deeper
some day, Graham-after this epilep-
tic attack has been fought off. This
dea-which you confess isn't your
owns pretty shrewd one, and |
shouldn't wonder If 1t would work,
4 we can get 1t in motion before the
loodoo breaks us wide open. And, as
vou say, the accusation is justihable,
even If we can't prove up against the
Hatch outfit. That turned-over rail In
netrolite Canyon, for example. might
rave been helped along by
It was Kelso, Mr.. Van Britt's stem
,grapher, smashed In with the inter
upton. BE was in his shirt-sleeves.
Is II he'd just got up from his type
writer, and he rushed In with his
mouth open and his eyes like saucers.
'They-they want you In the dis
'atcher's ofHcel" he painted. jerking
he words out at MIR. Van Britt. Sur
in has let Number Five get by for a
lead-ender with the Flyer and he's
.one crazyi"