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"So there's plenty of men looking for jobs in Lockmanville,". the other continued, "an' some of the other factories is closed, too the cotton mill is only runnin' half time." "I see." "Old Lockman used to say there was too many glass works," the barkeeper added. "An' the fellers he bought out went an' built more. So there you are." There was a pause.
"Lockmanville!" he gasped. "Yes," said the other. "Don't you know where you are?" "I didn't know," said the boy. "Lockmanville! The one where the big glass works are?" "That's the one." "And where old Henry Lockman lived!" "What about it?" asked the other. "Nothing," said Samuel, "only my father invested all his money in Lockman's company, and lost it." "Gee!" said the bartender.
"I had quite an argument with him. I wanted him to see that he ought to teach the people. There are thousands of people starving here in Lockmanville; and would you want to starve without knowing the reason?" "No," said the other, "I don't think I should." And again he looked at his companion. But the conversation was interrupted there.
"Please," said he, "could you tell me any place where I could hire a room?" The woman looked at him. "For how long?" she asked. "I'm not quite sure," he said. "I want it for one night, and then if I get a job, I may want it longer." "A job in Lockmanville?" said the woman. "Well, I've the promise of one," he replied. "There can't be very many," said she.
And then he added gravely, "Very well, Samuel, we'll give you another chance for your father's sake. But don't let me see you here again." "No, your honor," said Samuel. Then he added quickly. "But what can I do?" "Get out of Lockmanville," said the other. "But how? When I've no money. If your honor could only help me to some work." "No," said the judge.
"Just suppose I was to tip off some newspaper with that story? Not here in Lockmanville but the New York Howler, we'll say?" "I see!" gasped Samuel. Charlie had tilted back in his chair and was proceeding to fill his pipe. "Gee, sonny," he said, "they did me the greatest turn of my life when they poked you into that cell. I'll get what's coming to me now!" "How will you get it?" asked the boy.
And our people ought to hear this story, as well as the members of the church." And then he read the circulars, and the motion was put, and carried unanimously. "Now," said Everley, "I suggest that the local make this the occasion of a contest for the right to hold street meetings in Lockmanville. As you know, the police have refused permits ever since the strike.
Then the Honorable John went on to discuss the politics of Lockmanville, and to lay bare the shameless and grotesque corruption in a town where business interests were fighting. The trouble was, apparently, that the people were beginning to rebel they were tired of being robbed in so many different ways, and they went to the polls to find redress.
"Well," said Samuel with a wan smile, "I had begun to." He sat down by the roadside, and the other stared at him. "Do you live in Lockmanville?" he asked. "No, I just came here. I left my home in the country to go to New York, and I was robbed and lost all my money. And I haven't been able to find anything to do, and I'd just about given up and got ready to die."
And if you had come to him and told him, he'd have found some work for you." "There are a great many people in Lockmanville out of work," said Samuel gravely. "Oh! but they don't come to my papa!" said the child. "You must come and let him help you. You must promise me that you will." "But how can I? I've tried to rob him!" "But that won't make any difference! You don't know my papa.
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