Under the compulsion of this requirement to run through cars, the
management of the street-car line, after much trouble, secured a few men
who, for a large price, agreed to operate the cars. But it was several
hours after the regular time before the first car ran out of the shed.
It made its way for some distance without encountering any difficulty or
even attracting any attention beyond a few comments by men and women
walking along the streets or standing in their doors. A little further
along there were a few jeers, but presently it turned a corner and
reached a point in a street where a number of boys were playing, as
usual, and a number of men out of work were standing about smoking their
pipes and discussing with some acrimony the action of the meeting which
had called the strike, and with some foreboding the future. As the car
stopped for a moment to take on a woman who had been waiting, a number
of the boys playing in the street began to jeer and hoot the motorman,
who was evidently somewhat unaccustomed to handling his car, and when he
attempted to loosen his brake, and showed therein his unskilfulness,
jeers turned into taunts, and the next moment a few handfuls of rubbish
picked up in a gutter were flung at him. In a twinkling, as if by magic
the street filled, and vegetables taken from in front of a neighboring
shop, mingled with a few stones, began to rattle against the car,
smashing the windows with much noise. The rattling glass quickly
attracted attention. It was like a bugle call, and in a minute more the
road was blocked and a dozen youths sprang upon the car and a fierce
fight ensued between them and the motorman and conductor, both of whom
were soundly beaten and might have been killed but for their promise to
give up their job and the somewhat tardy arrival of the police who had
been promised, but had appeared on the scene only after the riot had
taken place. This collision, which was begun by a lot of irresponsible
boys, was described under glaring headlines in all of the afternoon
papers as a riot of vast dimension. The effect of the riot, great or
small, was instantaneous and far-reaching throughout the entire section.
That evening the entire population of that section had changed from an
attitude of reasonable neutrality to one of unequivocal hostility. It
was a psychological moment. The spark had been dropped in the powder.
Next day it was as if war had been declared. There were no neutrals. All
had taken sides.
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