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' roar of it seemed great enough to sli.l: d- tlie sides of the tent in -which,
I was sitting.
A shrill-voiced child broke into wailing. Its cries dominated the camp
and made the stillness more marked.
A mother scolded roundly her hopeful son of three years, who dis
played a long tear uf his trousers.
"What does she say to him?" I asked.
"She is telling him he will grow up to be no good and then the bad
Baldwins will get him," explained a rough-hewn miner, of short, mine
"Heh!" said another, "no Baldwins gets him in this camp."
Miners, dressed in their Sunday best, lounged everywhere, gossip'ing,
smoking, playing cards.
Children were on every, side, curiously subdued children, who gave one
the impression they had been weaned on fear.
One did not see many women.. Even in a tent there is much work
for a woman, and they all were busy
One labored over a huge tub, in the
open, washing clothes. I had seen
her bending over the tub for hours,
yet she seemed to have more wash
ing to do.
"How does that woman have so
many clothes to wash?" I asked.
"Her man is sick. She has five
children and she isjiot washing for
herself nor her children she is
washing for pay."
Even in the communal life of the
tents, it seems, some must labor for
Over in the far corner of the camp,
a young miner bent over a -girl.
Marriage Stops Laugh.
"Aie," said one man, 'Uosef will
marry soon, then he will not laugh
"Why should he stop laughing be
cause he marries?" I asked.
'Tsst!" said an old man, whose
humped shoulders talked eloquently
of years' mine-sweat. "One mar
ries. All is well for a time. Then
come the babies, and as the babies
come the dollars go, and it seems as
if life were impossible."
"Yes," said a guttural-voiced
man, "and then the man disgusted
becomes, and he spends more dollars
in drink, and the wife becomes,of an
evil temper, and the children go
"So it is," said the older man. "So
"But it will be different soon,"
said a young man, his eyes shining.
"The union has come now. We shall
whip the mine operators and win the
strike. Wages will be higher; life
will be easier; Josef will smile."
Later, I saw Josef kiss the girl.
Miners in Peace.
The hills, marred only where a
thin spiral of smoke arose from the
Ludlow mine, smiled down upon the
camp. "Men laughed. Women sang.
Babies crowed. ,
I thought of the gunmen a mile up
the canon, tramping their sullen
rounds at the Hastings mine. I
thought of the distressed tools of the
mine companies who had wailed to
me of the need of the militia to rein
force the gunmen.
And I laughed aloud.
"What is lt?".asked a miner.
"I was thinking of those who say
the soldiers are needed to protect
lives and property from you wild
beasts," I said.
Babes Nearly Naked.
The miner's face darkened a little.
Then he smiled.
"See," he said, picking up a 6-months'-old
baby. It may be the sol
diers are needed to. protect the Bald
wins from him or to cover his