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
"Men, you're loafing on the job," he said. "If I come ashore again and
find that you haven't been doing your work the whole lot of you will be
sent to the time-keeper with your time, and you will be done working in
these mills for good and all. Do you understand? My word goes here, and
so will you if you don't do an honest day's work. I am not going to ask
impossibilities of you, but I shall expect you to do a full day's work.
Now, fall to and get to work."
The Iron Boy did not even wait to see if they did so. He walked back to
his river job. Three hours later he came strolling back with his hands
in his pockets. Steve smiled softly. His lecture had not been without
results. The men had done more than he had expected.
"Fine, boys!" he shouted. "That's the way to do it. Now go at it! Eat it
up! Don't let the men on the other side of the river put it over you.
They can't reach your present gait, and I know you are going to keep it
up."
Mr. Keating was in the vicinity, though Rush did not know of his
presence, and the superintendent dodged in behind a building after
listening to the remarks of the young foreman, then went on his way
grinning broadly.
"I guess we didn't make any mistake; no, we didn't make any mistake," he
repeated to himself.
By the end of the third day the line was laid down to the river bank on
both sides. Then began the placing of braces to hold up the piping
until it should reach out to the abutment in the middle of the river.
A temporary staging had been erected to hold the work in place until it
could be permanently located. Many of the men were working high above
the river now. Some were too light headed to make that safe, so Steve
and Bob sent these men back to run the rest of the line up to the
furnaces.
Each contract was working in three sections now, the boys having
disposed their forces to the best advantage possible, so that when they
closed that day's work their job was in good shape.
Steve consulted the skies.
"I hope we are not going to have a storm," he decided. "I hope not, for
I do not believe either the staging or our construction would stand much
of a blow in its present condition."
After supper he went back to the yards to look over the work, and to
satisfy himself that it was safe for the night. The moon was shining, so
he decided to go out to the abutment. Removing his shoes the lad walked
a narrow brace all the way out. The structure trembled under his weight,
but he had no fear. He knew that it would hold him. If it did not he
felt that it would serve him right to go down with it, for it was his
business to see to it that it was made safe for the men.
Rush carefully made his way across the river. He trod more lightly, now,
that he might not throw any more strain on the structure than was
absolutely necessary.
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