17/48 They're striking against each other. Railroad men striking against bricklayers, shoemakers striking against farmers, machinists striking against cabinetmakers, printers striking against all of 'em--and the fools don't know it; think they're striking against some common enemy, when all the time they're hitting against each other. Oh, she's a grand bit of cunning, this Old Evolution." "This is all very interesting, Mr.Cowan"-- Harvey D.had become uneasy in his chair, and had twice risen to put straight a photograph of the Whipple block that hung on the opposite wall--"but what we would like to get at--" "I know, I know"-- Dave silenced him with a wave of the calabash--"you want to know what it's all about--what it's coming to, what we're here for. Well, I can tell you a little. There used to be a catch in it that bothered me, but I figured her out. |