Bankruptcy -- Fiction; Gold mines and mining -- Alaska -- Fiction; Oakland (Calif.) -- Fiction; Western stories; Women pioneers -- Fiction
"You've got to dig. You've got a good thing, but you'll have to
sacrifice in order to hold on. There ain't no use spouting hard times
explanations. Don't I know the hard times is on? Ain't that what
you're here for? As I said before, you've got to dig. I run the
majority stock, and it's come to a case of assess. It's that or smash.
If ever I start going you won't know what struck you, I'll smash that
hard. The small fry can let go, but you big ones can't. This ship
won't sink as long as you stay with her. But if you start to leave
her, down you'll sure go before you can get to shore. This assessment
has got to be met that's all."
The big wholesale supply houses, the caterers for his hotels, and all
the crowd that incessantly demanded to be paid, had their hot
half-hours with him. He summoned them to his office and displayed his
latest patterns of can and can't and will and won't.
"By God, you've got to carry me!" he told them. "If you think this is
a pleasant little game of parlor whist and that you can quit and go
home whenever you want, you're plumb wrong. Look here, Watkins, you
remarked five minutes ago that you wouldn't stand for it. Now let me
tell you a few. You're going to stand for it and keep on standin's for
it. You're going to continue supplying me and taking my paper until
the pinch is over. How you're going to do it is your trouble, not
mine. You remember what I did to Klinkner and the Altamont Trust
Company? I know the inside of your business better than you do
yourself, and if you try to drop me I'll smash you. Even if I'd be
going to smash myself, I'd find a minute to turn on you and bring you
down with me. It's sink or swim for all of us, and I reckon you'll
find it to your interest to keep me on top the puddle."
Perhaps his bitterest fight was with the stockholders of the United
Water Company, for it was practically the whole of the gross earnings
of this company that he voted to lend to himself and used to bolster up
his wide battle front. Yet he never pushed his arbitrary rule too far.
Compelling sacrifice from the men whose fortunes were tied up with his,
nevertheless when any one of them was driven to the wall and was in
dire need, Daylight was there to help him back into the line. Only a
strong man could have saved so complicated a situation in such time of
stress, and Daylight was that man. He turned and twisted, schemed and
devised, bludgeoned and bullied the weaker ones, kept the faint-hearted
in the fight, and had no mercy on the deserter.
And in the end, when early summer was on, everything began to mend.
Came a day when Daylight did the unprecedented. He left the office an
hour earlier than usual, and for the reason that for the first time
since the panic there was not an item of work waiting to be done. He
dropped into Hegan's private office, before leaving, for a chat, and as
he stood up to go, he said:--
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