ArticleField.comInternet's Fastest Growing Free Content Article DirectoryAgain Adam Ward was at a loss for an answer. In the shadowy presence of that old man in the wheel chair the Mill owner was as a wayward child embarrassed before a kindly master. When the Interpreter spoke again his deep voice was colored with gentle patience. "Why have you come to me like […]
The barometer of Adam’s friendliness dropped another degree. "That affair was finally settled at five thousand," he said, and this time he did not laugh. "The time before that," said the Interpreter, "was when your old friend Peter Martin’s wife died. You wanted me to explain to the workmen who attended the funeral how necessary […]
The Interpreter obligingly laughed at the merry witticism, as he answered, "There is light enough out here under the stars to think by. How are you, Adam Ward?" From where he stood in the doorway, Adam could see the dim figure of the Interpreter’s companion at the farther end of the porch. "Who is that […]
The community, tense with feeling, waited for an answer to the vital question, What would the Mill workers’ union do? Upon the answer of John Ward’s employees to the demands of the agitator for a sympathetic strike depended the success or failure of Jake Vodell’s Millsburgh campaign. Chapter 19 Adam Ward’s Work It was evening. […]
Striding here and there about the rooms with uncontrollable nervous energy, he roared, as he always did on such occasions, about his sole ownership of the Mill–the legality of the patents that gave him possession of the new process–how it was his genius and hard work alone that had built up the Mill–that no one […]
