The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1909-08-13

The terror Of good ctttzcns-Hcn-y Iperson
Dr0und-R Righteous tndfgnnt.on-Ledd-
crs o. industry get together ito protect
soctctv'-A dtsdgrccablc duty-Selecting
the jurt-The man from Stccle's-Whdt
IL ncef-What is justice p In be-
halt OF socicty-Ltte is TOR the strong.
All there Is In TIL take my side
IA he morning after the 4th Of
May the city was sizzling with
excitement. From what the
~ papers said you might think
there was an anarchist or two skulking
in every alley in Chicago with basket
of bombs under his arm. The men on
the street seemed to rub their eyes and
stare up At the buildings in surprise to
find them standing There was every
kind Of rumor dying about. Some had
1t that the police had unearthed gen
eral conspiracy to dynamite the city.
Others that the bomb throwers had
been found and were locked up. 1t was
all q parcel Of lies, Of course. but the
people were crazy to be lied to. and the
police. having nothing better. fed them
lies. At the yards men were standing
about in little groups discussing the
rumors. They seemed really afraid to
go into the buildings.
In front Of our office brougham was
drawn up-an unusual sight ut any
time and especially at this hour. II
was standing close to the door, and as
I picked my way through the crowd
looked in at the open window. My
eyes met the eyes Of woman who
was leaning against the cushioned back
Of the carriage. She was dressed In a
| white ruffled gown that appeared
| strange there in the yards. and her
eyes were half closed, as II she were
mapping or thinking thoughts far re-
moved from the agitated city. But
| when came closer she gave me the
sharpest look ever saw in q woman's
| eyes. IT was a queer face. dark and
pale and lifeless-except for that pow
er of the eyes to look into you. I stop
ped. and nay lips opened Involuntary
to speak. AS l went on upstairs
wondered who she could be.
| My desk was just outside the man
| ayers private Office, and, the door hap
| pening to be ajar. 1 could see Mr.
Dround within. striding up and dowr
in great excitement. Carmichael wa
trying to quiet him down. coult
hear the chiefs high, thin voice de
nouncing the anarchists:
| 'It Is a dastardly crime against Coz
and man: 1t threatens the very foun
dations Of our free country
Eyes. that's all right" big John wa
| growing In his heavy tone. "But "
don't want to make too much fuss. I
won't do no good to poke around in
nest Of rattlers."
LET them do their worst! Let then
blow up this building! Let them dyna
mite my house! l should call mysel
a craven. a poltroon, If wavered TO
one moment in my duty as citizen"
Carmichael sighed and bit OF tn
end Of a fat cigar that he had bee
rolling to and fro in his mouth. II
seemed to give his boss up as 70
might a talkative schoolboy.
Henry Iverson Dround was Z tai
dignified gentleman with thick gra
hair. close cut gray whiskers and
grizzled mustache. He always dresse
muc1 pe1rer than most business me
of my acquaintance. with q sober goo
taste. The chief thing about him wa
his manners. which for 4 packer wer
polished. knew that he had been I
college. There was a tradition in til
Office that he had gone into the bus
ness against his will to please his Il
Their. who Ind !ac~un life as a butche