“I’ll promote you! I’ll promote you!”
Mr. Gibson remained upon the shed from three o’clock until seven in the morning, while his mother stood at the window.
Being fully satisfied that there was a poor miserable man kept confined in the little room of Herriges house, deprived of his liberty, and not only that but that he was kept in a filthy condition to judge from the horrible stench that issued from the window, the watcher resolved to report the fact to the authorities.
REPORT TO THE POLICE.
The same morning Mr. Gibson went up to the Union Street Station House and reported what he had seen and heard. But instead of investigating the affair, the lieutenant told Mr. Gibson to go up to the Central Station House at Fifth and Chestnut and report the matter to lieutenant Charles Thomas in charge there.
Mr. Gibson did so and Lieutenant Thomas replied:
“Excuse me, but you tell the Lieutenant down at the Station House, that I cannot open an insane asylum.”
At this moment the Mayor chanced to pass down through the basement, and the matter being called to his attention, he said to Lieutenant Thomas:
“Send Reeder down to investigate it.”
Lieutenant Thomas replied: