Judge — April 10, 1920 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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nl TP OR Drawn by Tt. B. Pouen her—No, Willie, for the rd time at you can’t have another nickel Darn it, I don't see where Pa a you're alway’s ch. ers, replied in a voice unsteady with emotion, “You are too kind, Mr Biggs,” he said. ‘We shall always remember those stirring words of yours, and if anything should ever happen to alienate the platinum workers from the operators—perish the thought!—the memory of what you have just said will bring back harmony into the ranks of our in- dustry. But, Mr. B we cannot accept your offer. We absolutely cannot. We refuse to receive single cent more than we are getti now, because if our wages raised, we fear there might be just the slightest bit of a possibility that the Public would suffer. At this mention of the Public, the delegates rose to their feet as one man and stood with heads rever- entially bowed. Finally the oper- ators recovered themselves and gave three lusty cheers for the miners. But the Chairman's face was grave. “Gentlemen,” said he slow- ly, “Swe face a deadlock. ‘This is a critical situation. We must com- promise. Come now, let’s be good Americans and split the difference What’s the matter with fifty per cent? A chorus of “ Yes!" rose from the miners, mingled with cries of “Hurrah for the Public!” The Chairman of the operators’ com- mittee consulted with his associates Ali eyes were riveted upon him as he finally faced the meeting. “Our answer,” said Mr. Biggs, “is yes—on one condition Our your mind! old friend Bill McAdoo has re- cently intimated that our prot- were unduly | We really couldn't leave this con- ference with light hearts unless we felt that Bill was satisfied So we propose that the Chair- nan appoint a Commission to investigate our profits, and wherever they are found to be too great, to‘distribute the ex- cess profit among the United Pl im Workers. If this be done, we can compromise with clear consciences The miners replied with other shout of approval. The Chairman of the Platinum Wage Conference joined in the cheer Peel “The settlement has been wits. reached, he announced Af- ter the motion to adjourn this delightful conference has been made and passed—and [ am sure that it will be with regret that we will bring these most congenial sessions to an end—I suggest that Mr. Biggs lead us in sing- ing the first two verses of Auld Lang Syne and that Mr. Boggs then pronounce the benediction After which we have all been invited to tes with Mr. Gary and Mr. Gom- pers,and I hope we shall every one of us g and take the opportunity to get to know one another better.” A few min- utes later the Chairman set out for the White House. It was a crisp spring day and the Chairman walked — brisk- ly, leaving be- hind the work- He ers and oper- with wall pape ators who straggled up the street in little groups, arms interlocked, roar- ing with laughter at each other’ pleasantries, and chaffing each other about the absurd charges made by Bill McAdoo. ‘The Chairman soon found himself at the Executive Offices, and was ushered into the nee of the President. “A very successful conferenc Mr. President,” reported the Chair- man. “The platinum operators and miners have come to an agree- ment.” Of course they have, of course they have,” cried the President “May I not congratulate you and them very cordially and sincerely upon this manifestation of common counsel and accommodation? — I, too, have had a very invigorating afternoon. My old friend George Harvey has just been here, at my suggestion, giving me advice about Newton Baker. He wants mé to Draven by W. 0, Wasos + A. 6 pectice buyer—It looks pretty fimsy Modern builder—Oh} it nd a coat of paint. in't finished yet. It’s got to be re comicbooks.com