The Iron Boys in the Steel Mills; or, Beginning Anew in the Cinder PitsMears, James R.
Philosophy
The Iron Boys in the Steel Mills; or, Beginning Anew in the Cinder Pits
Mears, James R.
Steel industry and trade -- Juvenile fiction
When Ignatz let go his fist the other man was caught wholly off his
guard. He had no time to raise his own fists in defense, though he was
just preparing to administer a kick to the boy who had involved him in
an argument.
Kalinski struck the ground sideways. The pit boss was on his feet in a
few seconds, uttering a roar of rage. Ignatz calmly knocked him down
again, this time the blood spurting from the boss's nose in a tiny
crimson stream.
The next time Watski came up there was blood in his eyes, as well as on
his face and nose. Ignatz knew full well that, unless he turned and ran,
the tables would be quickly turned on him, for on equal ground he was no
match for the brawny pit boss.
"You loafer! You----"
Watski made a rush for the boy, which Ignatz dodged clumsily, hitting
Kalinski in the side as the latter passed him.
"All liars!" taunted Brodsky.
Kalinski wheeled sharply. Brodsky was off his balance, but his fists
were up ready to defend himself. Yet he was not prepared for the tactics
adopted by the unscrupulous pit boss.
Watski suddenly let go a vicious kick. It caught Ignatz in the abdomen,
doubling the boy up and sending him moaning to the ground, after which
Watski started away on the run.
CHAPTER IX
STEVE MEETS WITH DISAPPOINTMENT
Early on the following morning Steve Rush started out with a list of the
other mills in that vicinity, first having called at the Brodskys to get
the names of the other foremen that Ignatz had promised to procure for
him.
Ignatz was not at home. He had not been home all night and Mrs. Brodsky
was greatly worried. So was Steve. He knew that the boy had intended to
go directly home and help his mother.
"I'll tell you what I will do. I will see if I can find him. I was going
on some matters of my own, but they can wait."
Mrs. Brodsky was profuse in her thanks as Steve started away to look for
the missing boy. Outside, the Iron Boy halted, wondering where he should
look. It was quite possible that Ignatz had gone to the mills to work,
and in that case Rush would not be able to see him, for the Iron Boy
would not be allowed to enter the yards unless he did so secretly, for
the guard would stop him now that his name was not on the list of
employés.
Steve thought of the hospital. He hurried there at once. The lad knew
all the surgeons and nurses, having become well acquainted with them
while he was in the accident department.
"Have you seen anything of a boy named Ignatz Brodsky?" was his first
question on meeting one of the ambulance surgeons.
"Brodsky? Brodsky? Seems to me that was the name of the young fellow I
picked up in the street last night."
"Yes; that was the name," remarked one of the young doctors present.
"Oh, that's too bad. Was he hurt?"
"Yes, he was unconscious when we brought him here in the ambulance,
but----"
"What was the matter--had he been hurt?" questioned Rush excitedly.
"Yes, he had been----"
"How?"
"When he woke up he said he had been kicked by a horse."
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