California, Southern -- Fiction; Motion picture industry -- Fiction; Petroleum industry and trade -- Fiction; Political fiction
“But you’ve got the oil, and if you settle with the men, it will go on
flowing. It will be the only oil from this whole district!”
“Yes, son, but oil ain’t cash; it has got to be sold.”
“You mean they wouldn’t take it from you?”
“I can’t say, son; I’ve never known such a case, and I don’t know jist
what they’d do. All I say is this—they wouldn’t let me lose their
strike for them! They’d find some way to get me, jist as sure as
tomorrow’s sunrise!”
IV
Dad went back to the field and got the representatives of his men
together. He did not tell them the whole story, of course, but said that
he had tried his best to bring the employers to his views, and had
failed. He was bound by agreements that he could not break, but he would
be very glad to meet the men’s terms if the Federation would do so. If
there was a strike, he would make no attempt to work his properties for
the present. It would mean heavy losses to him, the shutting down of his
best paying wells, but he would try to stick it out, and his men might
consider they were taking a vacation, and come back to him when the
strike was over. Meantime, he would not turn them out, they might
continue to occupy the bunk-house, provided they would keep order, and
not injure the property. That was, of course, a very unusual concession,
and he hoped the men would appreciate it. The committee answered that
the men undoubtedly would do so; they were deeply grateful to Mr. Ross
for his attitude. The members of the committee were embarrassed, and
very respectful; you see, it is hard for humble workingmen to confront
their employer, a “big” man, and armed with the magic power of money.
The strike was called for noon on Wednesday, and the men all marched out
singing songs. Not more than ten percent had joined the union, but they
quit to a man—the few who might have liked to stay were not enough to
work the wells, anyhow. They shut off the flow, and left everything in
good order, and marched in to Paradise, where they held a mass-meeting.
There were nearly three thousand workers in this field, and they all
came, and most of the townspeople, and a number of the ranchers; the
sympathy of the community appeared to be all with the workers.
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