he superintendent. Calmly that gentleman
stepped up and wished to know what was wanted. Well, nothing in
particular, was the reply; only they had a paper they wished him to
sign. He took it and read it. It was a strange document, evidently
prepared by O'Donnell himself. It read as follows:

"The Yellow Jacket Mining Company will Pay all men That work on
the mine 20 pursent more To-day And all the time."

The superintendent folded up the paper, and, handing it back to the
men, turned and walked into the office without a word.

"Here, boss!" cried O'Donnell, "yez didn't plant yer name on the
paper! Ain't yez goin' to give the hands their dues?"

Then the superintendent turned and explained to the men that he could
not sign any such agreement; had no authority to; only the directors
in San Francisco and New York could authorize it; that the mine could
not afford it; that the men had no complaint--it was only false
sympathy with distant strikes which caused them to make this demand;
that he would not sign such a document if he could.

The men left in a rage. At the noon shift all the hands came up from
the mine; not one went down. The machinery stopped; not a wheel
turned, not even the pumps that were so necessary to keep the lower
levels from being flooded. At one o'clock the men began to come for
their pay, not one doing so in the morning. Each demanded a raise of
twenty per cent. on his wages, and, when this was refused by Job,
threw his money back on the shelf, and walked out without a word.

Hour after hour it went on--a constant procession of determined men
looking into Job's eyes, and each face growing harder, it seemed to
him, than the one before. Some did not dare look him in the eye, but
mumbled over the same well-learned speech which someone had taught
them, and went away. They were the ones Job had befriended in
distress.

Dan came in with head high in air, and talked as if he had never seen
Job; he demanded justice for such hard-worked fellows as himself and
his father, and gave a long harangue about the oppressed classes, till
the superintendent interposed and said:

"Mr. Dean, if you have any personal grievance, come to me
individually. Do not blockade that window; take your money and go."

And Dan went off in a white rage, leaving the money behind him.

At six o'clock Job put on his coat and cap, and followed the
superintendent and cashier to the door. There they found armed
sentinels p