Montana labor news., 1939-06-29
REMEMBER CHICAGO!
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himself lifted and carried, placed in
a car. There were others there. He
could hear them moaning. He heard
someone say, ITO the nearest hospi-
tall" and the a moved, humping,
humping.
But the car stopped. He felt men
jumping on the running board.
Policemen. He was dragged out,
with the others, and pulled into
another car. A police patrol. Why7
He seemed to be struggling
through a thick dragging fog. He
dreamed that dying men lay about
him, moaning. Or was it real? He
heard himself crying out. He
dreamed the car stopped and started
again, slowed down and crept on.
Once the door opened and a voice
cut sharply through his dream.
Shut up, you son-of-a-bitch. You
got what vas coming to you" He
heard another voice saying stop at
a doctors because those men were
still breathing. He heard the same
voice, years later, saying, "Oh,
they've stopped breathing" He
went to sleep.
When he woke again the car had
stopped and he heard someone say,
well take this n in. Take the
others to the morgue-no use bother
ing with them" Then they took
him by the arms and pulled him out
of the car and up some steps. They
crumpled him on a bench and left
him. Some time, a long time, later
they came and stripped his clothes
from him and left him again, SILVER
ing and blind. At last they pulled
him up once more, put him in a
bed, washed the blood from his face,
and wound a bandage around both
his eyes.
Time passed. Food was set be-
fore him. He felt empty but he
could not see to eat, and when
someone tried to help him a voice
roared out with curses, Get back
to bed, you -" He asked for a
glass of milk but none came. He
asked for Marian but she did not
come. At intervals he remembered
that he vas looking for Jim and
Mike but he could not see. Pain
ran over his head like a singing
liquid and consciousness left him.
But it came back.
A doctor stood beside his bed, it
must be a doctor, and uncovered
his left eye. He felt a needle in
his arm; then a sharp jab in his left
eye and another. Stitches. Later
the bandage was put back. Later
still they uncovered his right eye.
1t was badly swollen but now he
could see a little, enough to taste
some food, and, suddenly, Marian
came. Then she went away to get
clean clothes.
When she was gone his tormentors
eturned. They gave him his bloody
clothes in a sack and told him to 60
to the washroom and dress. He
spoke of Marian and clean clothes.
He told them he couldn't walk, but
they dragged him to the Mushroom.
Someone there helped him to dress
himself in his clotted clothes. The
smell made him sick. He was led
to a bench and told to wait.
At last Marian came back. She
helped him get into a cab to go to
another hospital. Then he lost con-
seriousness once more.
1t was another Sunday, and John
Mccartney woke with the sun in
his face. He lay without moving
for a time. A bandage covered his
left eye. Slowly he remembered
that its socket was empty. Then he
knew Marian vas standing by the
bed.
"How do you feel, Jack?" she said.
He turned his head painfully to
the left so that he could see her.
He spoke with difficulty.
81 didn't do anything" he said.
81 didn't want any trouble"
81 know" said Marian. "Just rest,
and I'll bring you some coffee"
II wouldn't have gone if I'd
thought there was going to be
trouble. I just wanted to find Jim.
Nobody wanted any trouble. Jack
Williams had his mother and father
there. And his kids. :" He turned
his head on the pillow and cried
weakly. Marian went to the window
and pulled down the shade against
the June sunlight.
The fire you kindle for your