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.When he saw the masked and armed force he cried: "My God!.What'llyou--do with me?"Ghastly, working, sweating, his face betrayed his terror."You're to be hanged by the neck," spoke a heavy, solemn voice.The man would have collapsed but for the strong hands that upheld him."What--for?" he gasped."For I.W.W.crimes--for treason--for speeches no American can stand indays like these." Then this deep-voiced man read to Glidden words of hisown."Do you recognize that?"Glidden saw how he had spoken his own doom."Yes, I said that," he hadnerve left to say."But--I insist on arrest--trial--justice!.I'm nocriminal.I've big interests behind me.You'll suffer--"A loop of a lasso, slung over his head and jerked tight, choked off hisintelligible utterance.But as the silent, ruthless men dragged him awayhe gave vent to terrible, half-strangled cries.The sun rose red over the fertile valley--over the harvest fields andthe pastures and the orchards, and over the many towns that appearedPage 151 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmllost in the green and gold of luxuriance.In the harvest districts west of the river all the towns were visited byswift-flying motor-cars that halted long enough for a warning to beshouted to the citizens, "Keep off the streets!"Simultaneously armed forces of men, on foot and on horseback, toonumerous to count, appeared in the roads and the harvest fields.They accosted every man they met.If he were recognized or gave proof ofan honest identity he was allowed to go; otherwise he was marched alongunder arrest.These armed forces were thorough in their search, and inthe country districts they had an especial interest in likelycamping-places, and around old barns and straw-stacks.In the towns theysearched every corner that was big enough to hide a man.So it happened that many motley groups of men were driven toward therailroad line, where they were held until a freight-train of emptycattle-cars came along.This train halted long enough to have the I.W.W.contingent driven aboard, with its special armed guard following, andthen it proceeded on to the next station.As stations were many, so werethe halts, and news of the train with its strange freight flashed ahead.Crowds lined the railroad tracks.Many boys and men in these crowdscarried rifles and pistols which they leveled at the I.W.W.prisoners asthe train passed.Jeers and taunts and threats accompanied thispresentation of guns.Before the last station of that wheat district was reached full threehundred members of the I.W.W., or otherwise suspicious characters, werepacked into the open cars.At the last stop the number was greatlyaugmented, and the armed forces were cut down to the few guards who wereto see the I.W.W.deported from the country.Here provisions anddrinking-water were put into the cars.And amid a hurrahing roar ofthousands the train with its strange load slowly pulled out.It did not at once gather headway.The engine whistled a prolongedblast--a signal or warning not lost on many of its passengers.From the front cars rose shrill cries that alarmed the prisoners in therear.The reason soon became manifest.Arms pointed and eyes stared atthe figure of a man hanging from a rope fastened to the center of a highbridge span under which the engine was about to pass.The figure swayed in the wind.It turned half-way round, disclosing aghastly, distorted face, and a huge printed placard on the breast, thenit turned back again.Slowly the engine drew one car-load after anotherpast the suspended body of the dead man.There were no more cries.Allwere silent in that slow-moving train.All faces were pale, all eyestransfixed.The placard on the hanged man's breast bore in glaring red a strangemessage: _Last warning_.3-7-77.The figures were the ones used in the frontier days by vigilantes.CHAPTER XXIIPage 152 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlA dusty motor-car climbed the long road leading up to the Neuman ranch
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