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"When would the house have to be ready?" "Well, if I'm right, if they're going to put December wheat in this house, they'll have to have it in before the last day of December." "We couldn't do that," said Peterson, "if the cribbing was here." Bannon, who had stretched out on the bed, swung his feet around and sat up.

"I'll tell you what I want you to do," said Bannon to the committeemen. "I want you to elect a new delegate. Don't talk about interference I don't care how you elect him, or who he is, if he comes to me squarely." Grady was wriggling again. "This means a strike!" he shouted. "This means the biggest strike the West has ever seen! You won't get men for love or money "

Bannon leaned against the wall of the stairway bin, and looked thoughtful. "So he's come, has he?" was his only comment. "You might speak to Pete, Max, and bring him here. I'll wait." Max and Peterson found him looking over the work of the carpenters. "I may not be around much to-night," he said, with a wink, "but I'd like to see both of you to-morrow afternoon some time.

Bannon was looking about, calculating with his eye the space that was available for the incoming lumber. "How'd you manage that business, anyway?" asked Peterson. "What business?" "The cribbing. How'd you get it to the lake?" "Oh, that was easy. I just carried it off." "Yes, you did!" "Look here, Pete, that timber hasn't got any business out there on the wharf.

Bannon had held the electric light man within call, and now set him at work moving two other arc lamps to a position where they made the ground about the growing piles of timber nearly as light as day. Through the night air he could hear the thumping of the planks on the wharf. Faintly over this sound came the shouting of men and the tramp and shuffle of feet.

They know what to do with 'em." "I was glad to print them," the editor went on deferentially. "You have expressed our opinion of the G.&M. exactly." "Guess I did," said Sloan as they drove away. "The reorganized G.&M. decided they didn't want to carry him around the country on a pass." Bannon pulled out one of the sheets and opened it on his knee.

That's all they ever got out of their investment." A few moments later Max came back and Bannon straightened up to go. "I wish you'd tell Pete when you see him to-morrow," he said to the boy, "that I won't be on the job till noon." "Going to take a holiday?" "Yes. Tell him I'm taking the rest cure up at a sanitarium."

It's every bit as bad for us as it is for you, and you can rest assured that we'll do all we can." As if the cadence of his last sentence were not sufficiently recognizable as a formula of dismissal, he picked up a letter that lay on his desk and began reading it. "This isn't an ordinary kick," said Bannon, sharply. "It isn't just a case of us having to pay a big delay forfeit.

New Year's Day would be a holiday, and there was room on the distributing floor for every man who had worked an hour on the job since the first spile had been driven home in the Calumet clay. To be sure most of the laborers had been laid off before the installing of the machinery, but Bannon knew that they would all be on hand, and he meant to have seats for them.

The speech came suddenly to an end when Grady, following the glances of his auditors, turned and saw who was coming. Bannon noted with satisfaction the scared look of appeal which he turned, for a second, toward the men. It was good to know that Grady was something of a coward. Bannon nodded to him pleasantly enough. "How are you, Grady?" he said.