White Pine news. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1920-1923, 1921-03-06

There was u growing afcoHfpani-
mcnt from the back rows, lerding to-
gether.
"order,' cried Bsbcock, humping
his cayel. Let Mr.. Black have the
floor"
Black had not stopped. Wildly his
hands cut the mir. His speech. Though
high-pitched, had a prepared sound;
IL worked toward a climax. He gave
individual instances of ruin. "Grace.
Willard Grace, his crop gone, his place
cut in two. HOLSTER and Wilson OF
the Palo Verde, the ranch n scream
ing horror. Scores of others He
would not mention his own case; I'M
then he itemized his misfortunes Par
IRISH, his place secured beyond all fu-
lure usefulness. What had they come
into the valley for? Who had urged
them? There were pledges of the ID.
r., water pledges. That was all those
ruined men were pleading. the redemp-
ton Of those pledges. Individual ruin,
what did IL mean? A curtailing OF lux
uries, of personal indulgence. II tell
you, II means food. bread. potatoes /;
milk for the babies; or starvation
Black had touched the deep note.
This was the answer This was what
they wanted to say.
You ask MS 10 help you, us. we who
are taxed already TO our breaking
point. You say your company won't
20 any further. What does that help
mean to. YOU? Poverty? A few thou
sands, Il million to the q. T.. n cor
poration, what does n loss mean to
them2 Poverty? / tell you, no. A
smaller dividend, maybe. to whomf
Yes, to whom? To the men who live
in Fifth avenue. whose wives are
dragged about In llmousines. With
draw their suits? Help Faraday. and
ruin men like Parrish? Men of the
valley, what Is your answer TO Fara-
dayf'
The crowd was on it's feet. swaylng
and pushing. The air was fetid with
hreaths. Wilson's crowd had forgotten
It's %lorgnettes. NO." yelled the ranch
ers. I'VE say, no."
- itg iitsflt HIS Why HUN TIT ninEFs
n yellow envelope In his hand.
Babeoek waved him on To Marshall.
The audience was crying itself hoarse.
Babcock lost control OF the meeting
in that minute of turning. HOLSTER,
Of the Palo Verde, was striving TO be
hcard .Babeoek's hammer sounded In
vain. But Marshall's eye had caught
n spark from the yellow sheet. lie
sprang forward. throwing the dispatch
toward MacLean. Ills excitement
, caught sthe eye OF the crowd. The
r%Iveri' There WAS "A sudden hush.
THE rivers out again." A groaa
swept through the house. there was a
break toward the doors.
Msrshall's voice halted them. men
Of the valley" The audience. swayed
again, listened. "IIear me. The riv-
cr's running AWAY again dawn yonder.
This Is q message from Hlckard. It's
broken through the levee. It's started
for the valley. Now. who's going TO
stop it? Can your Where's your
force. your equipment? Who can rush
10 That call but the company you are
%houndlng7 | gave you Faraday's mes
sage. His hands on the table. Not
another cen from him unless you
withdraw those suits. You say you
have given me your answer. Blacks
answer. Now the river plays n trick.
II calls your blur. Shall we stop the
river. men of the yalley7 We can.
VIII You withdraw your suits? You
an. What Is your answer now. I'm
perial yalley?'
The scene broke into bedlam. Men
jumped to their chairs. To the velvet
rim of the boxes, all talking. scream
ing, g%esticulatlng ut once. The Yellow
Dragon was never SO fearfully visual
lied. out of the chaos of mems voices
came, n wonan's shrek. "For Gods
sake. save our homes" Ii pitched the
panic note. Save the valley Stop
the river!"
Marshall's Indian eyes were reading
that mass of scared faces rs though 1t
were n sheet of typed paper. Barton"
he called through the din. "Where's
BartonT'
Two men lifted Barton's puny fig
ure upon their shoulders. Ills vibrant
voice rolled above the shouting. 'The
valley withdraws its suits against the
company"
"Then the company" yelled Mar
sha!l's oratory. 'the company with
draws the river from the valley 7"
Pandemonium was loose. There were
cheers, and the sound of women sob
hing. Barton was carried out on the
shoulders of his henchmen. Black led
"A crowd out, harapguing 10 he street.
On the street. Marshall fell back 10
MacLean. "rhat was n neat trick the
river threw In our hands" His voice
had dropped from oratory: the de-
claiming fire WINS gon from the black
eyes ITS only a break in the leyee.
Richard says he can control 1t: esti-
mates two weeks or SO. 1t may cost
the o. L. n few thousand dollars. but
IL saved them half n million. Now