ability to serve the crowd and for the variations between drinks. Our venerable constructor, Brother John Trust, was on the job early and stayed all day. Mr. Covert, manager for the Otis Company, was with us, and judging from appearances he was the youngest man on the grounds. Brother Wallace Stewart was judge of the boat races. Wallace thinks the boats were all schooners, and all sank before they got past the first buoy. Brother McDonald, as usual, brought the bull along and handed it out in bull fashion. Jack Allen got the prize for the largest family in Local 6. Jack only has six, and yet less than that has killed some people. Most of the brothers stayed late and, although somewhat bedraggled, went home full of spirits, determined to make next year's outing better than ever. Here's hoping. Dispositions of the heterogeneous individual affiliations of the elevator constructors possibly would seem out of place if attempted to be discussed by others than those who know them by experience through long association. No attempt will be made to discuss this subject from a pessimistic standpoint, or any scientific analysis of characters of individuals will be my aim; but rather a plain discussion of good and bad disposition of "big and little" elevator constructor.s Your "Frau" can save many of the dear brothers the trouble of reading the remainder, but not all of the boys are so blessed in life, and then possibly that would be an old story not so very interesting either. Promotions sometimes change dispositions, but that is only an unchaining of what was curbed up prior to the promotion, and the true character develops itself in the individual and he soon forgets that God created all men equal. Pre-emptory military commands do not appeal to the average working man, and no good results are accomplished by such tactics in this worka-day world, and the man "who pays the bill" soon passes that "Johnny come up" into oblivion. WHY? Because he hurts business! This general reference applies to the many who have been given the opportunity by elevator firms to show their worth, and then the rank and file see the "Boss Man" as he is. One of them has the mean makeup and the other is doing it as a duty to his employer. The one who has a natural mean disposition in his general makeup and turns his true character on the screens for the observation of those who are forced by circumstances to tolerate his insolence. That man is more to be pitied than censored. The defects in his distorted brain soon become public property under the supervision of the doctors in some State insane asylum. But it is these "Jeckel and Hyde" fellows. The ones who have a Sunday and a weekday disposition. They are the ones that we want to start to think. There is a cure for them. They are not naturally bad. They are just bad during the hours between 8 A. M. and 5 P. M. Some of the brighest smiles I ever witnessed in some of our evening places of amusement were worn by foremen of elevator jobs, and to think that next day at work the same man would not give one of the men "working under him and carrying the same card" a civil answer. The best boss I ever met was "a man who has long since arrived at the age of GRAY RESPECTABILITY" and always made it a point to get the good will of men working with him, which he did by keeping an even disposition and not pulling any of his grey hairs out every time a helper let a counter weight drop down the hatch. Dispositions which are so mild as to be afraid to wake his helper up after the noon-hour sleep are not to be condoned in the mechanic, but the mechanic should not wake him up with a jerk and shatter his nerves for the balance of the afternoon. Dispositions of elevator constructors are often sorely tried in looking for grounds, shorts and planks for making scaffolds "after the bricklayers have left the job," but there is no use to get ruffled up, for a bunch of good helpers will go out and buy the planks for you if you give them a show. Our respected Vice President, Wm. Usher, has been known to lose his temper, and that even disposition of his was scattered to the winds. Brother Usher was testing a ram elevator and he got mad because it started out of the second-story window. That has been many years ago, and there is an electric machine there now, and it is to laugh when thinking of the circumstances. Dispositions of the officers of the various locals are very often discussed by the members in not very flattering terms either, but a lack of knowledge in various legislative bodies' actions is the cause of these conclusions. The words "Your another" is just as often used by the higher ups in legislative bodies as in meetings of elevator constructors. We all have bad dispositions at times, but let us try to improve them between the hours of 8 A. M. and 5 P. M., especially while we are in authority, "for our authority may cease." The troubles and joys of the boys must not be forgotten. Five of the boys had to go to St. Francis to help Brother Slough put on some cables. "They worked all night," and all of them worked faithfully for "Jack," for he is one of the boys that does not have to be a union man, but he is-BY CHOICE. I must not and will not pass over some of the other boys in the same position who have always carried our cards: Brothers Paul Holmes, John Norin, Wm. Scanlin, Wm. Humphreys. They are union men, and they hire and favor our members in all ways possible. We have some other good members scattered over the State: Our German friend, Brother Frank Maurer; our near German friend, Brother Geo. Wolf, of Fresno; our old friend, Brother F. Buckley, in an apartment store in Fresno, and our friend, Brother Smith, who looks after the interests of the Flask Light Company, and F. C. Bolin, of Stockton. "He asked if he could have a card in No. 8." None of these men mentioned have any motive other than that they are true blue-THEY ARE UNION MEN. Thanks Brother Clark, and will hope to hear from you later and let us know how Brother Larsen is, for Brother Buckley is wondering about the cherries. Brothers Haney, Erickson and Hubbard are here in San Francisco, and the boys are trying to do the right thing by them. I am glad to hear from E. Johnson, of Seattle. From the "East to the West" should be our motto. The West is our slogan, Brother Johnson, in our efforts to help the I. U. E. C. Brother John Smith, of Toledo, Ohio, ably assisted by Brother Finnan, is installing three elevators in San Francisco for the Haughton Elevator Company. Brother Geo. Stevens paid No. 8 a call on his return from Panama. He has since shipped for the Philippines. Superintendent Walkmiester, of the Otis Service Department, has just returned from a motoring trip over the northern part of the State. Your correspondent, accompanied by Brothers Petry, Quedens and Becker, enjoyed a fine fishing trip in Brother Becker's Packard automobile. We landed on the shores of the Pacific Ocean at Half Moon Bay, some fifty miles below San Francisco. The sea lions and the gulls gave the signal of millions of smeldts, "the silver variey," coming in shore after a two-hour wait. The official count of this catch was 1,183, and some of the finest specimens caught during the season. Local No. 8. ED. POOLE. WASHINGTON, D. C. To the Editor: Work at the present is excellent, and we have no jobless men. We expect to be very busy at convention, when this is being printed, and we hope that all the delegates will have something interesting to report to their respective locals. A group of Local No. 10 financiers, after a strenuous day auditing local's books. This picture was taken at the home of Brother John Barbee in Bethesda, Md. Sister Martha Barbee is a champion hostess. As well as satisfying our most delicate appetites with good eats, she rendered selection after selection vocally and on the piano, and when a popular chorus was sung all hands would join in and real mirth and sunshine was the only distinguishable feature on the countenance of the group. This group of adults have all marks of distinguishment-if not in deed, in names. Front row, left to right, are Sister C. Crump, who is perhaps the most successful chicken caretaker and raiser of any woman in Virginia. It is very interesting to call at Sister Crump's home and have her explain and show how the incubator and little chicks are handled. No. 2 is Sister Helen Ayers. Sister Ayers' specialty is horseback riding. She demonstrated to us on this occasion, but unluckily she couldn't get a horse, but got a mule. I don't mean one of those big mules, but a small one. It might be called a jackass; it had long ears. I hope I will be pardoned for not knowing more about this particular animal. Anyhow, Sister Ayers rode this long-haired, longeared animal, and Mr. Mule couldn't shake her off. She received a hearty applause on her return and dismount. No. 3, Brother Joe Whiting, our treasurer, and all-around ladies' man. As you can see in the picture, he likes to be among the genteel sect. He tried to ride this long-eared animal, but he plainly showed he had no horse sense, as the mule would throw him off as often as he would get on. The mule and rider furnished much comedy for the rest of the group. No. 4, Sister Barbee, who is famous for her hospitality. She is a true daughter of the South. Her happiest moments seemed to be when we were munching her choicest cooking and baking, and I can assure you the pleasure was not all her own. No. 5, kneeling in back of Brother Whiting, is Brother Warren Smith, who is famous for his quick wit as well as a lover of outdoor life. He, like Brother Whiting, don't believe in wedding bells. Standing from left to right is Mr. Emmett Barbee, a painter. Not one who daubs on canvas, but a house painter, and for his age is rated pretty good. No. 2 is Brother Chas. Crump, for years our local's president, one who is at all times interested in the uplift of our craft. He has many distinguished marks to his credit. He used to be as well known as apples, and is now a citizen of Virginia. No. 3, Brother Elmer Ewald, a second George Washington and a master pitch player. He quite often makes five points out of high, low jack and game. More often when he is keeping score. No. 4, Brother John Barbee, our local's financial secretary. A man of deeds, not words. Benjamin Franklin, of early Continental fame, would have been proud of this character. It is said Franklin tried to take electricity from the clouds during a thunder storm and was knocked down for his pains. I have seen Brother John run two electric elevators and electricity was not even in the building and no one knew where he got the juice from. Brother John bought a new auto the other day and he and his family were enjoying it until one night he ventured out on the Rockville pike, where the machine turned turtle, dumping all hands out, but luckily no one was hurt. The machine receiving about all the This being my first experience as correspondent I will attempt to briefly state a few facts. As I was only recently elected to this office, which I did not at all seek, but accepted it to satisfy our worthy brother, Linderman. As it seemed he could find no one else to shove it on to, so if I make any mistakes you will kindly excuse me, will state that things are blooming in Buffalo and vicinity. Everybody is hard at it, and there is still several good jobs in view. From what I have heard, there are twenty-four elevators to go in one plant, which will keep most of the boys busy for quite a time. The Otis still has a few big jobs which are already started. We had some very warm weather here this summer, but the boys stuck to it, hoping it will soon moderate. Yes, Local 14 is still in existence and doing business at the same old place. We also have quite a few permit men working at present, but we expect some of them at least will soon put in their applications. Well, as I have written about all I can think of this time, I will close, wishing the brothers of all the locals good luck. BERNHARD C. IHLE. Local No. 14. CLEVELAND, OHIO. To the Editor: Brothers, work here at present is good. All the brothers are working. Erother Harry Houglund and Brother Wm. Beutler are working in Buffalo for a few weeks. We had our annual picnic at Willow Beach Park on Saturday, August the 19th, and everybody had a good time. In the morning we had an indoor ball game between the married men and single men, and the single men won by a score of 25 to 17. Then we all had dinner and everybody enjoyed it. In the afternoon we had a baseball game between the constructors and the Otis Company's office force. The score was tie, 5-5, when the office force quit playing and the constructors did not have their last bat. Brother Otto Kauffman did the pitching for the constructors, and he did nice work. Later on we had the tug of war and Mr. L. M. Van Slykes' side won it from a picked bunch of office men and others. Brother O. J. Kinter won the fat man's race, and he can run some, too. Brother Otto Kauffman won the men's race, and he is some runner. We also had other races and prizes for all races. We also had our picture taken and it is good. I tried to get a small cut to send to put in the Journal, but did not get it yet, but will get it later on and send it, so you can see our photos. Brother Con Beutler is on the sick list, and Brother Patrick Brown has been sick for some time, but is able to be around again. We had a nice Labor Day parade here. There were 15,000 union men in line, and they all marched to the new Labor Temple site and laid the cornerstone. It will be a grand home for the laboring men. It is to be a four-story building, and when finished will cost about $135,000. James O'Connell, second vice-president of the A. F. of L., was the main speaker, and Mayor Davis was also there with other prominent men of this city. We have a little dispute on at pres |