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The building of the new shops he left to Mershon, knowing himself incompetent. He knew what sort of shops he wanted; Mershon knew how to produce them, and Mershon was dependable. Bonbright had implicit confidence in the engineer's ability and integrity, and it was justified. The new mills were rising....
Recognize the unions or we'll call off our men." Bonbright stood up. "Good afternoon, gentlemen," said he. With angry faces they tramped out, all but Dulac, who stopped in the door. "I'm going to look for her," he said. "If you find anything hear anything " Dulac nodded. "I'll let you know," he said. "I'll be searching, too," said Bonbright. Mershon came in. "Here's a letter " he began.
If I can't finish the new shops without recognizing the unions, then they'll stand as they are." "You're the boss," said Mershon, with a shrug. "Do you know there's to be a mass meeting in the armory to-night? I think the agitator people are going to try to work the men up to starting trouble." "You think they'll strike?" "I KNOW they will."
"Is your proposition to manufacture ten thousand engines still open?" "Yes." "I'll take the contract providing we can arrive at terms." "I'll send over blue prints and specifications and my cost figures. Probably our costs will be lower than yours...." "They won't be," said Bonbright, with a tightening of his jaw. "Can you lend me Mershon for a while?"
Mershon shrugged his shoulders. "I've got to the end of my rope. Yesterday I told him the responsibility was one I didn't hanker for, and put it up to him. He's going to meet with the labor fellows to-day.... And we can look for fireworks." "If I were labor," said the professor, "I think I should leave that young man alone until I saw where he headed.
There were four of the men whom Mershon led through the door into Bonbright's office, but Bonbright saw but one of them-Dulac! The young man half rose from his chair, then sat down with his eyes fixed upon the man into whose hands, he believed, his wife had given herself. It was curious that he felt little resentment toward Dulac, and none of that murderous rage which some men might have felt....
"No more interruption of production than necessary," said Mershon. "Exactly.... And we need that new plant in a hurry. I've taken a contract to make ten thousand engines for Mr. Lightener this year." It was that day that he called Rangar into the room. Rangar had been uneasy, fearful, since his old employer had died.
They took nothing on trust, but put it squarely up to Bonbright to prove himself by his actions. Mershon came into the office. "How about this construction work?" he asked. "Need an army of bricklayers. What about the unions?" Was this question coming up so quickly? Bonbright frowned.
These were from a cow belonging to Mr. Joab Mershon, residing on Biles Island, situated in the Delaware River, a short distance above Bordentown. They were calved November 1st, 1858, and were therefore nearly four years of age. They had never shown the least desire for copulation. Their aggregate weight was 4300 pounds.
Mershon, I concluded that I should probably meet with no occasion to use the little glass phial again, and as the drug seemed to be rather uncertain in its ultimate effect, I decided, after some reflection, to throw it away, and accordingly I emptied it out of the laboratory window on the flower-bed beneath.
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