Belt Valley times. [volume] (Armington, Mont.) 1894-1977, 1921-10-13

TO nag him into %reslgning. Then there
was Mrs. Sheila. / sort of suspected
she was holding him up 10 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 10 the
office, that he sent for Mr.. Van Britt,
who was also working late. There was
blood on The moon. and saw II IN the
way the boss jaw was working.
Upton" he began.-as short as pie.
crust. "have you thought of any way to
break this wreck hoodoo yet
Mr.. Van Britt sat down and crossed
his solid little legs.
IF l had, l shouldn't be losing sleep
at the rate Of five or six hours a
night" lie rasped.
There's one thing that we haven't
tried" the boss shot back. We've
been advertising It as bad luck, keep
Ing our own suspicious to, ourselves
and letting the men believe what they
pleased. Wen change all thai. 1
want yon To call your tralnmen 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 wan to: how
we're trying our best to make a spoon
out of a spoiled horn, and how there
Is an army Of grafters and wreckers
in this state which is doing It's worst
to knock us out of the box.
IF you give the force something
tangible to lay hold Of, It will work
the needed miracle. It.. is only the
mysterious that terriffes. Railroad EN-
ployes. 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 a AIDA bit of a reward for
that, If you like, and I'll pay 1t out
of my own bank account"
For a full minute our captive mil
.lionaire didn't say a word. Then he
grinned like a ~good-natured little
Chinese god.
Who gave you this idea Of taking
the payroll into your. confidence, Ora
he asked softly.
For the first time in all the weeks
and months I'd been knowing him, the
boss lodged; lodged just like any of
us might.
1--WE been talking to Major Ken
aFiek, 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 a single in
slant. and there was a look In his
EYE that | couldn't quite understand.
Neither could I make muefrout OF what
ne said.
We'll go into that a little deeper
ZONE day. Graham-after this epIlep-
ic attack has been fought Off. This
dea-which you confess ssu't your
'wn-is a pretty shrewd me-. and. ]
shouldn't wonder If 1t would work.
( we can get II In motion before the
loodoo breaks us wide Open. And. as
say, the accusation is justihable,
wen II we can't prove up against the
latch outfit. That rurned-over rail- In
'etrolIte Canyon, for example. might
ave been helped along by"
1t was Kefso, Mr. vun- Brftts strn
igrapher, smashed IN with the inter-
He vas in his shirt-sleeves,
s II he'd Just got up from his type
and he rushed in with his
mouth open and his eyes like saucers.
~"They-they want you In the dis
office r he painted, jerking
words out at Mr.. Van Britt. Dur
in has let Number Five get 0ypfor a
lead-ender with the Flyer and he's
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