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" "You mean a strike?" asked Tom. "Sure--strike--hit--all um same. No more work--um 'fraid!" Chapter XIX A Woman Tells "Well, if this isn't the limit!" cried Torn Swift. "As if we didn't have trouble enough without a strike on our hands!" "I should say yes!" chimed in Job Titus. "Do you mean that the men won't work any more?" asked his brother of the native foreman. "Sure, no more work--um much 'fraid big devil in tunnel carry um off an' eat um." "Well, I don't know that I blame 'em for being a bit frightened," commented Job. "It is a queer proceeding how twenty-five men can disappear like that. Where have the men gone, Serato?" "Gone home. No more work. Go on hit--strike--same like white men." "They waited until pay day to go on strike," commented the bookkeeper, a youth about Tom's age. This was true. The men had been paid off the day before, and usually on such occasions many of them remained away, celebrating in the nearest village. But this time all had left, and evidently did not intend to come back. "We'll have to get a new gang," said Job. "And it's going to delay us just at the wrong time. Well, there's no help for it. Get busy, Serato. You and Tim go and see how many men you can gather. Tell them we'll give them a sol a week more if they do good work. (A sol is the standard silver coin of Peru, and is worth in United States gold about fifty cents.) "Half a dollar a day more will look mighty big to them," went on the contractor. "Get the men, Serato, and we'll raise your wages two sols a week." The eyes of the Indian gleamed, and he went off, saying. "Um try, but men much 'fraid." Whether Serato used his best arguments could not, of course, be learned, but he came back at the close of the day, unaccompanied by any workers, and he shook his head despondently. "Indians no come for one sol, mebby not for two," he said. "I no can git." "Then I'll try!" cried Job. "I'll get the workers. I'll make our old ones come back, for they'll be the best." Accompanied by his brother and Tom he went to the various Indian villages, including the one whence most of the men now on strike had come. The fifteen missing ones were not found, though, as before, their relatives, and, in some cases, their families, did not seem alarmed. But the men who had gone on strike were found lolling about their cabins and huts, smoking and taking their ease, and no amount of persuasion coul
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