The Young Train DispatcherStevenson, Burton Egbert
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The Young Train Dispatcher
Stevenson, Burton Egbert
Railroad stories
Coalville was a hamlet worthy of its name, for its people not only mined
coal, they breathed it, ate it, slept in it, and absorbed it at every
pore. The town was divided into two parts, one on the hillside, the
other in the valley. That portion on the hillside was popularly known as
"Stringtown," and consisted of row upon row of houses, all built upon the
same plan, and arranged upon the slope which mounted gently upward from
the mouth of the mine which gave the town its only reason for existence.
These houses consisted invariably of three rooms and an attic, and into
them were crowded the miners, for the most part Slavs or Poles. They had
been brought direct from Europe, the immigration laws to the contrary
notwithstanding, shipped out to the mine in car-load lots, assigned
to the houses which were to be their homes, supplied with the tools
necessary to mining, and put to work. By incessant labour, they were able
to earn enough to provide themselves and their ever-increasing families
with food enough to keep body and soul together, and clothing enough to
cover their nakedness. More they did not ask. They were not compelled to
serve in the army, they were not under police surveillance, they paid no
taxes. So they were happy and contented, imagining themselves free.
Down in the valley, a quarter of a mile away, was the town proper--that
is to say, about a hundred houses, larger, cleaner, and more pretentious
than the hovels on the hillside. Here the superintendents lived, the
bosses, the office force, and most of the Americans employed about the
mine. Here, too, were the bakery, the two stores, supposed to be run upon
a competitive basis, but really under one management, and the fifteen
saloons into which no small portion of the miners' wages went, and which
yielded an annual profit of about a thousand per cent. on the investment.
The company which owned the mine owned the town,--not the residences
only, but the stores, the barber-shop, the bakery, the boarding-house,
and even the saloons. The money which it paid out in wages flowed back
to it, practically undiminished, through one of these channels; and
these minor industries contributed in no small degree to the handsome
dividends, issued quarterly, which the mine paid. Perhaps if the
stockholders had known just how these dividends were earned, they might
not have received them so complacently; but none of them thought it worth
while to inquire--or perhaps they feared to investigate too closely the
sources of so satisfactory an income.
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