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Pickets; Union men.
They'd fly to arms quick enough if Charlie Hare--
Charlie's our Mayor--said 'No more free speech.'
But Williams he can say, 'No more free work.'
They'd rather talk, you see, than be free men.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
That's a good phrase, 'Free Work.'
EGERTON.
A good 'phrase,' yes.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
We ought to put that in our Bill of Rights.
EGERTON.
Our Bill of Rights, my boy, 's no more than air.
It's men to back it up. We've gone to seed
In Sabbath speculations on men's rights.
What we need now is Monday morning's work.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
This Williams, I suppose, has gotten rich
Controlling all these men?
EGERTON.
That I don't know.
It's not so much the few that he controls
As the large numbers they intimidate.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Got to accept his terms or not work, eh?
EGERTON.
They have a thing they call the 'Union Scale.'
(_Looks at his watch_)
HARVEY ANDERSON.
And these men that can't work, they stand for that,
Having no voice at all in their affairs?
EGERTON.
They don't see; they're a lot of ignorant men.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Why don't you show them?
(_Egerton smiles, walks to the gate and listens, then comes back_)
EGERTON.
Out on the plains, my boy,
Tending your cattle, did you speak with them
And reason with them?
HARVEY ANDERSON.
With the cattle?
EGERTON.
Yes.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
It all depends upon the mood they're in.
Sometimes a man can just sit on his horse,
If the feed's good; and sometimes in the night,
If a storm's brewing, then it's best to sing;
Go round them this way--
(_Circles and sings one of the strange melodies of the cowboys_)
for they're restless then.
EGERTON.
Sing to your cattle?
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Let them know you're friends
All out together and a big storm on.
EGERTON.
That's interesting.
(_Anderson comes forward and looks off right, the direction from
which he came, as though he were expecting some one_)
EGERTON.
We've got an opening here
I think would suit you.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Well.
EGERTON.
In half an hour,
Or less than that, there'll be a lot of men
Come from the station, the force I'm bringing in,
Guarded by soldiers; then, if I guess right,
The Union--they'll be crowding here for work,
Wanting to go to work, you understand,
But with their eye on Williams. He'll say 'No.'
But there's another faction will say 'Yes.'
HARVEY ANDERSON.
And while they're balanced----
EGERTON.
That's just what I want.
You've got a good cool head, and you know men.
And then you have a way of putting things.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Make 'em a little speech?
EGERTON.
I don't care how.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Just get 'em in your pen, eh?
EGERTON.
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