At last, however, he lounged out and began to fill a pipe.
"Jerry, I want to talk to you," said Kurt.

"Let's get away from the house." The hired man was a big, lumbering fellow, gnarled like an old oak-tree.
He had a good-natured face and honest eyes.
"I reckon you want to hear about them I.W.W.

fellers ?" he asked, as they walked away.
"Yes," replied Kurt.
"There's been a regular procession of them fellers, the last week or so, walkin' through the country," replied Jerry.

"To-day's the first time any of them got to me.

But I've heerd talk.