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With an oath the other returned, "I tell you that McIver or his hired gunmen did it so they could lay the blame on the strikers and so turn the Mill workers' union against us. That is what the Mill men believe." "That is what you want them to believe. It is an old trick, Vodell. You have used it before." The agitator's eyes narrowed under his scowling brows.
We lost many gallant officers, among whom were Major McLeod, Captain Thomas E. Powe, Captain John McIver, and others." The move to the right was to let Wofford in between Barksdale and Kershaw. Barksdale was pressing up the gorge that lay between little Round Top and the ridge, was making successful battle and in all likelihood would have succeeded had it not been for General Warren.
You know that he was just as much against employers like McIver as he was against men like this agitator who is leading you into this trouble here to-night. Jake Vodell has made you believe that my boy was killed by the employer class. But I tell you men that Charlie had no better friend in the world than his employer, John Ward.
You can no more deny the mutual dependence of employer and employee with safety to yourself than Samson of old could pull down the pillars of the temple without being himself buried in the ruins." By an effort of will McIver strove to throw off the feeling that possessed him. He spoke as one determined to assert himself.
"Really at times you show signs of almost human intelligence." Charlie returned, doubtfully, "How do you suppose Sam Whaley and a few others I could name in our union would take to this equality stuff of yours?" "And how do you suppose McIver and others like him would take to it?" retorted John. "All the men in your union are not Sam Whaleys by a long shot, neither are all employers like McIver.
With the full realization of all that would result to the community and to himself if the identity of the murderer was not soon established, McIver was certain in his own mind that he alone knew the guilty man. To reveal what he believed to be the truth of the tragedy would be to save the community and himself and to lose, for all time, the woman he loved.
But on each occasion she put it off. And always when the man was gone and she was alone, in spite of the return in full force of all her disturbing thoughts and emotions, she was glad that she had not committed herself irrevocably that she was still free. She had never felt the appeal of all that McIver meant to her as she felt it that Sunday.
I notice little things now and then that make me think my sister may not always be exactly a staid, matter-of-fact old lady owl." When he had laughed at her blushes, and had teased her as a brother is in duty bound, he said, seriously, "Will you tell me something, Helen? Something that I want very much to know straight from you." "What is it, John?" "Are you going to marry Jim McIver?"
No one of her own people knew where she was. She had heard terrible things of Jake Vodell and his creed of terrorism. McIver had pressed it upon her mind that the strikers were all alike in their lawlessness. What if Sam Whaley should return to find her there? She listened listened. A faint, moaning sound came from the next room.
"Oh, you may just sit you down," said McIver, sharply, to him. "You can surely give us truth without stamping it down our throats with your boots, that are not, I've noticed, of the smallest size." "I know you, sir, from boot to bonnet," said Gordon. "You're well off in your acquaintance," said M'Iver, jocularly. "I wish I kent so good a man."
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