The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-12-27
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But her voice was lost in the up- roar.
 Hear him." a woman near Ann mocked. And the cry was taken up. Hear him. Get out, will we? Who's to make us?"
 Peter stood quietly. waiting until the angry crowd quieted. He was searching the faces about him.
 oscar" he said clearly, I'm surprised to see you there. And you, Jim Foster, and you, Dan Walters. You men who have stood, shoulder to shoulder with my grandfather for so many wars"
 The crowd was still, but only for moment. And what did it get them, young man? What did it get them?"
 Coarse laughter, oaths, hysteri- cal cries from women.
 Ann found herself holding tight ly to the arm of an old woman with wrinkled, weatherbeaten face. The woman said, i've known that boy since he was knee-high. He's a good sort"
 A good sort. Ann pressed the thin arm gratefully. She knew how good Peter was. Just as Ann did. It was bond between them.
 Eric Olesen stepped out from the crowd and faced Peter. He was haggard. His face was covered by a beard, his eyes smouldered. Sure you would blame my father" he said. You're a Kendall. All you're thinkin' about is more money for yourself and kin. More money to put into machines. You think we should be grateful for the wages we get"
 "Yes, I think you should be grateful, Eric" Peter said. They are better wages than most fac tory men draw. None of you have suffered. You have jobs, food, shelter for yourselves and children. That's more than many men can say to-day"
 we don't want the new plant" yelled a man. Put the money in our pay envelopes"
 And then cry, "Stop talking. We've had enough talking. Get back to town where you belong"
 "I belong here. I'm a Kendall"
 Dul ohOtLICL AoAAp NOASS came clearly. What do you expect to gain by this? What can you gain? Nothing. The work will be- gin. If you try to stop it by vio- lence 1t will be started again. You can't beat organized law, men, If were killed someone else would be ready to step into my place. Some of you would be killed, too. fot ha,.In lrt1c nf you rotting in prison for the rest What would you gain? Nothing. The new plant is going to be built. If. you try to stop 1t new workers will take your places. What can you gain?"
 Oscar Olesen stepped out from can't win this way" Dan and Jim and scores of others spoke up in agreement.
 Accept the new plant" Peter went on. "It will make your work less difficult and not a man of you will lose his job because of the new machinery. Ask for more pay if you feel you are entitled to it. Show my grandfather that every one who works should have more than a living wage. That you are entitled to some of the comforts and joys of life from your efforts. I'm ready to meet with you, dis cuss your needs, and lay your claims before my grandfather"
 You mean you will be for us, MT Peter?" Oscar said.
 For you and for my grand father. But I think you have a case. I'm willing to argue for you.
 There was a general murmur of approval that almost drowned the scattered cries of, "Turncoats, traitors!"
 One lone voice shouted, we know you slick rich folks. Just a lot of words. We don't want the work to begin!"
 Peter said, 'The work will be gin. I'm giving the word now
 The man stepped out of the crowd, shouting. You are?"
 "Yes. Try and stop me-"
 'J.ord love us." the old woman cried to Ann, Listen to 'em! Ann was listening with tears Of happiness and pride in her eyes.
 Peter had gone inside. Peter had won!
 The grounds cleared rapidly as workers moved toward the big buildings. Ann got into her car and drove away. When she reached home she undressed and flung her self on her bed, to cry first and then to fall into a deep, weary, sleep.
 When she awoke the afternoon newspapers had come. They carried the story of Peters victory. The workers had returned to their places and work had gone forward as usual. Cool talk by young Ken dall had saved the day. Plans for working out problems through arbitration with the veteran owner, his board. and a committee of workers would begin immediately. Young Kendall had stated he would personally investigate the problems. of the workers.
 Ann laid the paper aside. She was glowing with pride, happy, ex- cited. Peter was her husband. She loved him, as she had never loved anyone before.
 She had thought she loved Tony. had been attracted by his mag netism. But Peter was the sun, moon and stars.
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