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The incorrigible Dukane George C. Shedd

The incorrigible Dukane

George C. Shedd

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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III DTTKANE IN FETTERS TUKANE had arrived on a ThursdayMorePurchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III DTTKANE IN FETTERS TUKANE had arrived on a Thursday even- ing- by Saturday night he had earned four dollars. When he filed up to the store with the other workmen, experiencing a certain proud distinction similar to that felt by a school laggard who has unexpectedly won a reward of merit, he received what he termed a punch in the solar plexus- there was no check for him, and instead he found that his store account of six dollars and ten cents for blankets and a sack of Durham tobacco was credited with the amount. Thereupon he returned to the bunk house profoundly respectful of the Dukane companys business methods. I must buy clothes, thats a fact, he mused, but at this rate Ill be owing a months pay by next week. Im slipping into an abyss of debt with father far across the sea. Come ye comrades, chant a chorus- Prometheus bound to the rock! He had heard vaguely of peonage, of enforced labor in southern pineries and mines. To his heated imagination, in the first moment of shock, when his earnings were willy-nilly withheld from him and when he had thought to finger a check for four round dollars, it seemed as if he were indeed robbed. Peonage was in force here at Silver Peak, naked, outrageous, unashamed- Mexico had nothing like it- next they would be using whips- and Dukane and Company was an inhuman monster to take four dollars from a poor, down-trodden, body- racked working man. All the indignation of a beer-hall orator stirred in his breast, and on its surface rose all the accompanying foam of eloquence, so that he harangued a group of laborers before the bunk house door in socialistic language, most of whom laughed, all of whom lent a curious ear. When he ran out of breath he sat down and rolled a cigarette and had a glow of satisfaction. For ...