The Washington times., 1937-12-31

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gether, Pete" Gunnar told his as
slstant.
The two young men leaned
over the desk and both talked a
once. The tall rangy blond ont
clipped his words - Am 1 on, olt
mani" Gettsen nodded.
"Yeh, you are on, Sleepy Dick,
he said. and turned to the other
land you too. But, listen" Al
fierce intolerance of resistance Iii
Gettsen's pale blue eyes, Sleepy
Dick Hansen and short. StoCky
Mike Bonomo were startled for 6
moment.
Listen" GettSen repeated
when you are up on my steel you
forget your own business, see. YOU
do rot fight while you are up on
my STEEL" his voice became
founder.
He lifted a short handled 10
pound sledge from behind his desk
lifted it into the air above his
head lightly. 1t was something to
see. and any one could tell that
Gettsen meant what he said.
"All right" he said, Show out
here tomorrow at ~
In the shanty, Pete Toomey
looked eagerly at his boss. Say
Mr.. Gettsen, will you let me UP on
steel this job?'
GOOD BOY
Gunnar looked at the youthful
face kindly. This was a good boy
steady good eyes, good hands.
mo, Pete, you do not go up on
steel this job" He could not
meet the disappointment in the
lads eyes.
Pete thought, unhappily, of a
good many things to say. He
knew Mike and Dick and their
kind were tough.
Pete wanted to be like them,
but he knew that GettSen never
cheWed his cabbage twice" With
him no" meant just that.
1t was from Mike Bonomo that
Pete found out something def
mite concerning their famous feud.
Known as two of the best men
In the business, they were a o
known to ironworkers from one
coast to another as bitter enc
mics.
That speeded up the work all
around, which was swell as lar
as foreman and supers were con-
Cerned, but many a mans blood
ran cold to watch them, side by
side, throwing air at rivet, and
shifting weight and balance in
vain hopes Of getting each other
off-guard.
BREAK IMPENDING
Mike and Pete were eating lunch
together that day in January
when forty stories we're up. So
far the rivals had behaved,
through their wholesome respect
for Gunnar and his sledge, but
Pete had seen them inching
toward an outbreak.
Pete screwed up his courage.
Listen, Mike, what's the matter
with you two guys anyway?
you're the best throwerS and
catches in steel, Mike, everybody
says so; but you're all the time
with your knives out for each
other. Why don't you out it out?"
Mike looked at Pete, and
through him. Finally he spoke. "
I never talk about that, kid" He
hesitated moment. Why not tell
the kid
He told Pete then, of a job they
both were on years back-When
they were kids, and pals. There
were production prizes on the job
it was a high bridge over a
canyon in the West. 1--WE was
even, mostly, see.
An Hansen knew if I won,
he'd split, an I figured the same
way. One day the foreman came
to me, an told me that Hansen
was behind. He was out to get me.
the foreman said. Half an hour
later a red-hot sang by my ear.
II looked up, and there was
Hansen on the stick so feet over
my head. The foreman was be-
hind him, and shook his head like
he was trying to tell me, 'See?'
When 1 asked Hansen after, about
it, he smashed me in the mouth.
That time he licked me. We
had a lot of fights since then.
Sometimes I win-sometimeS he
does. You see, kid, what a louise
the guy was-and is. For a
crummy hundred bucks he was
tTyin' to rub me out"
Six stories more the steel went
up, and the smoldering hate be-
tween the two men glowed brighter
with each day.
And during that time Pete got
a chance to talk to Hansen.
Sleepy Dick had looked at him
coldly.
"Gettsen put you up to this?"
there was contempt in his clipped
crisp question.
Pete shook his head. "No, Dick
Il guess it's none of my bust
ness, but I like you guys. That
that's all"
ODD FEELING
Hansen experienced a peculiar
feeling. He was aware of e
warmth he had not felt in years
"Okeh, Pete. Once we were or
a Job together" He described tht
same job Mike had, and Pet
sensed what was coming. "Tht
wop was money hungry, see, anc
the foreman came to me one day
Remember that red-hQt tha