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A Hazard of New Fortunes, Part Fifth

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 2288    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

ersonally incommoded by it, like some of the fellows who lived uptown, and had not everything under one roof, as it were. He enjoyed the excitement of it, and

ht to manage their own affairs in their own way, they must be put down with an iron hand; the phrase "iron hand" did Fulkerson almost as much good as if it had never been used before. News began to come of fighting between the police and the strikers when the roads tried to move their cars with men imported from Philadelphia, and then Fulkerson rejoiced at the splendid courage of the police. At the same time, he believed what the strikers said, and that the trouble was not made by them, but by gangs of roughs acting without their approval. In this juncture he was relieved by the arrival of the State Board of Arbitration, which took up its quarters, with a great many scare-heads, at one of the principal hotels, and invited the roads and the strikers to lay the matter in dispute before them; he said that now we sho

ed up with all that ceremony. What amuses me is to find that in an affair of this kind the roads have rights and the strikers have rights, but the public has no rights at all. The roads and the strikers are allowed to fight out a private war in our midst as thoroughly and precisely a

Fulkerson, a good deal daun

o being snubbed and disobliged by common carriers that we have forgotten our hold on the roads and always allow them to manage their

ys if he was boss of this town he would seize the roads on behalf of the people, and man 'em with policemen, an

of the paternalism he conde

. It savors o

e the most engaged man I ever saw; but I guess you're

e waltzed in. He's on the keen jump from morning till night, and he's up late and early to see the row. I'm afraid he'll get shot a

not to go near any sort of crowd, under penalty of having her bring the children and go with me. Her theory is that we must all die together; the children haven't bee

bably the only thing that's saved your life

t mean to say

do you say, March? What's the reason you

ch round to 'Every O

of it was Beaton. If I could get hold of him, you two could go round together and take down its aesthetic aspects. It's a big thing, March, this strike is. I tell you it's imposing to have a private war, as you say, foug

ith Mrs. March if I'm killed and she a

wonder how it would do to get Ke

ve yet to see the form of literature that

r inspiration, and smiled patiently. "Look here! What's the re

of strikers and presid

cated men. I know one fellow-a Bohemian-that used to edit a Bohemian newspaper here.

t," said Ma

wouldn't he? Suppose you put it up

arch. He added, "I guess he's renounc

mean he hasn't b

ticularly gay about it," March said, with some resentment of Fulkers

ght he'd 'a' been in earnest with those 'brincibles' of his? But I suppos

ch crank, it seems," Ma

enough

ll the while, to see 'gabidal' embarrassed like it is by this strike. It must make old Lindau feel like he was ba

ought out in its midst were a vague rumor of Indian troubles on the frontier; and he realized how there might once have been a street feud of forty years in Florence without interfering materially with the industry and prosperity of the city. On Broadway there was a silence where a jangle and clatter of horse-car bells and hoofs had been, but it was not very noticeable; and on the avenues, roofed by the elevated roads, this silence of the surface tracks was not noticeable at all in the roar of the trains overhead. Some of the cross-town cars were beginning to run again, with a policeman on the rear of each; on the Third Avenge line, operated by non-union men, who had not struck, there were two policemen beside the driver of every car,

the corners, and now and then a police-laden car was brought unmolested down the tracks bef

to the West Side. A policeman, looking ver

en this cruel war is over,"

m a surly glance an

'etat; he began to feel like the populace; but he struggled with himself and regained his character of philosophical observer. In this character he remained in the car and let it carry him by the corner where he ought to

rake that he was half thrown from his seat, and the po

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