Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1921-04-08

the Industrial side OF it: that's a large
order; a whaling big order. Tn not
even prepared to say, otf-hand, that
it's the right thing to do"
Right or wrong. its q thing that
Is coming, Graham" was the sober
reply. If we don't meet it half.
way--well, the time will come when
we Of the hirrg-and-fri SIDE won't
be given any option in the matter.
You may call it Utopian if You please
and add that I'm growing old and
losing my grip. But that doesn't OBJ
literate the fact that the days Of the
present master-and-man relations III
the industries are numbered.
"We'l let it rest until morning and
give you chance to sleep on it, You
have spoken only of the difficulties
and the responsibilities, Graham; but
there is another side to it. In a way,
it's an opportunity, carrying with it
the promise of the biggest kind Of a
reward"
II don't see it," said the boss,
briefly.
Don't you? / do. I have an idea
rambling around in my head that it
Is about time some bright young fell
low was showing the people of the
United States that a railroad needn't
be regarded as an outlaw among the
industries; needn't have the enmity
of everybody it serves; needn be the
prey of lot of disloyal and dissatis-
fed employees who are interested only
in the figure of the payday check /;
needn't be shot at as a wolf with a
bounty on its scalp. Let it rest at
that for the present. Get your hat
and We'll walk uptown to the hotel"
When we got out Of the car, Mr..
NOrcross told me to 90 by the station
and have our luggage sent to the no.
tel.
1t was some time after eleven o'clock
when l got around to the hotel with
the traps. Mr.. Chadwick had disap-
peared, but saw the boss at the
counter waiting for his chance at the
clerk. The people melted away at
last. all but one-a young swell who
would have been handsome II he hadn't
had the eyes Of maniac and color
that was sort Of corpse-like with the
pallor Of booze-ighter. He had his
hat on the back of his head, and he
was ripping it off at the clerk like q
drunken hobo.
1t seemed that he had caught a
glimpse Of somebody he knew-a wo-
man, took 1t, because he said SHE
looking down from the rail Of the
mezzanine, and he wanted to 60 up to
her. And it appeared that the clerk
had told the elevator man not to take
him up in his present condition.
The boss was growing sort Of i'm
patient; I could tell it by the way
the little side muscles on his jaw
were working. When be got the ear
OF the clerk for a second Or 50 be-
tween cusses, he asked what was the
matter with the lunatic. caught
only broken bits Of the clerks half.
whisper: "Young Collingwood f.
President Dunton's nephew >. saw
lady mezzanine -. wants to 60
up to her."
The boss scowled at the young fel.
low, who was now handing himself
around the corner Of the counter to
get at the clerk again, and said: "Why
don't you ring for an officer and have
him run inT'
The night clerk was evidently scared
Of his job. II wouldn't dare to do
that" he chittered. "He's one of the
New York cr0wd-the railroad peo-
pie - President Dunt0n's nephew -
guest Of the house."
The young fellow had pulled him
self around to our side Of the counter
b. this time and was hooking his arm
to make pass at Mr.. Norcross, trim
ming things up as he came with lot
more language. The boss said. right
short and sharp. to the clerk, Get
his room key and give 1t to a boy who
can show me the way" and the next
thing we knew he had Dashed that