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Updated: June 16, 2025
"George Cowels," said the accused, and there ran through the audience another murmur, the judge frowned, and the standing committee shifted back to the other foot. "Your Honor, please," said the attorney rising, "we are only wasting time with this incorrigible criminal.
Later It is now understood that Cowels, the scab who went out on engine Blackwings to-night, was bought outright by a Burlington detective. This fact makes his action all the more contemptible. He is now being burned in effigy on the lake front, and the police are busy trying to keep an infuriated mob from raiding and burning his house.
The grocer and butcher was here this morning and we can get no more meat or groceries until we pay. He is a poor man, you know, and he can't keep up the families of all the strikers. I didn't want to worry you with this, George, but since you are opposed to me helping by taking a lodger I will tell you that something must be done." Cowels lighted a fresh cigar. That was the third one since supper.
Hawkins had called again and offered ten dollars a month for the little spare room on the second floor, but Cowels would not consent. But at the very moment when he was making this speech his wife was returning empty-handed from the bakery.
"Let me think it over to-night." "And let the guilty one escape," Mrs. Cowels added. "Some people seem to think," said Moran, with just a faint attempt at a smile, "that the guilty one is quite secure." "Don't talk nonsense, Dan," she said, "you know I believe you." "And you, my friend?" he said as he extended his hand to the official.
Cowels had put the baby down she came and sat near her husband and they began to discuss the future. They had bought their little home a year and a half ago for twelve hundred dollars. They had lived economically and had been able to reduce the debt to six hundred dollars. But when the strike came they were unable to keep up the payments and now the association had begun to push them.
"Oh! how could they say such dreadful things?" said Mrs. Cowels, "and I suppose that you were not even on the company's ground!" "Oh yes, I was. I went to the engine, and quarrelled with George, just as the detective said I did, but we only quarrelled for a moment because George could not know why I came." "But you did not threaten to kill George?" said the woman excitedly. "No."
Cowels, this is our master-mechanic." When the visitor had taken her hand and assured her of his sympathy, Moran asked them to be seated, and standing before them said: "Mrs. Cowels has just asked me why I am here, and I was at the point of replying when you came in. Now, with your permission I will tell her, for I am afraid, my friend, that you did not quite understand me that day in court.
A man who had been persuaded to leave the company, and who had been taken into the order only the day before, tried to strike the engineer in the face. In the midst of the excitement, George Cowels of the Fireman's Brotherhood leaped upon the platform and at sight of him and the sound of his powerful voice the rioters became quiet.
Cowels," he said in his easy, quiet way, as he arose and took her hand, "but sorry we are compelled to meet under such melancholy circumstances." At sight of their old friend her woman's heart sent forth a fresh flood of tears, and for some moments they stood thus with heads bowed in silent grief.
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