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PICTURE-PLAY WEEKLY
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,'ard, came running up in the wake of met's aunt, who had gone indignantly > the military camp near by to inform im that Janet had been spending "a •:hole hour and a half with a grimy \igineer person," at the new bridge, in;ead of in the company of the young ipan to whom she was engaged and to isit whom she had set out from the ity by her own statement. "Oh, Kenneth ! I want you to meet Ir. Stoddard," Janet introduced the two 'oung men. "How are you ?" Kenneth snapped out
And, without another word to her fiance, so Janet did.
Stoddard, all day, had been trying his best to get the men to go back to work. They had flatly refused until their demands were met. Also, their mood was turning ugly, as Stoddard was not slow to see. He got Van Nest on the telephone.
"The men have struck," he announced, "as I told you they would. Can't you give in to them and raise their wages, and so avoid trouble?"
Van Nest's answer was :
capitalist's last words, "and I'll back you up."
The next day, Janet paid another visit to the construction camp — this time driving out to Waybrun Valley alone in her own private runabout. She found John walking around the end of the unfinished bridge, whose incomplete state he was ruefully regarding.
"Why aren't the men at work?" Janet asked him.
"They've struck," Stoddard told her. "Your father's only been paying them a dollar and twenty-four cents a day.
"How much longer are we going to stand for it? That's what 1 want to know," the labor agitator inquired of Stoddard.
it John, and then he rudely turned his jack upon him. "I would like to know vhat you mean by such conduct as this, fanet?" he demanded of the girl, leadng her off to one side. "What do you nean by coming here to see this man?
When you are engaged to me "
Janet threw up her head, indignant at lis tone.
"I think you forget yourself, Kenneth," she reminded him coldly. "Because I am engaged to you, don't think that you own me — yet. Come, auntie. We will go straight back to the city in ;he car."
"You avoid it. I told you yesterday that's what you were paid for."
"But I can't stop it," said John exasperatedly. "Trouble is due here, and in bunches, too. It's in the air."
"Then I'll stop it," Van Nest snapped, "and in my own way !"
He hung up the receiver. A moment or two later the railroad president picked it up again. This time it was to call one Hickey, a strikebreaker. Van Nest instructed him to send a batch of his men out to the bridge to take the strikers' places on the work.
"Use force, if necessary," were the
And they want a dollar and a half. He won't give in to them, and so — they won't work for him any longer."
Janet looked thoughtful for a moment or two.
"But," she said at last, looking up at the stern-jawed young man beside her with an anxious crease between her brows, "how can a man live and support a family on one dollar and twenty-four cents a day?"
"He can't," said Stoddard grimly. "That's the answer. He can exist — after a fashion. But the men aren't satisfied to do that, to be no better than