"We are Pretzel Painters. We are proud of our Union, are strong for our Union, and we want to protect it. Let Brother Kirshen, our organizer, tell us how."
"Sure, Kessler is right. Let Brother Kirshen tell us how," came voices from everywhere.
"Order, please!" the chairman called. "This is an important meeting. On it depends the battle between Labor and Capital. Order, please. Brother Kirshen has the floor."
Brother Kirshen, aglow from his recent triumph, took the centre of the platform.
"The first thing to do to reorganize our Union is to elect new officers. I make therefore a motion that we elect new officers."
"Mr. Chairman, Mr. Chairman, Mr. Chairman," several called out.
"That's a political trick," called out the Roumanian group in one voice.
"Order, please!" yelled the chairman. The heavy gavel came down upon the table.
Everybody was soon seated.
"I make an amendment to the motion," Kessler said.