"I guess we'll call this square," I replied, "and forget it. Good night."
He made a line for the gate, and that was the last I ever saw of him. I found the superintendent locked in the office. He had been spending his time telephoning to the nearest town for help.
Then I took the train for Chicago. That experience was the greatest bracer I had ever had in my life. Hanging there with the expectation every minute of dropping into the vats below had steadied my nerves for a good long haul. And I needed it, too.
CHAPTER XIX
DENOUNCED
The snake lifts its head—My picture gets into the newspaper—The Reverend Mr. Hardman in his church—The opinions of ministers—Mr. Hardman points his finger at me—I reply—A scene—The real blow—May has her say—Women, religion, and this earth
It was the Saturday after my little adventure in Indiana. As I was riding downtown in a street car, my eye was caught by a coarse cut in the newspaper that the man opposite me was reading. The picture seemed in a general way familiar. Underneath it ran these flaring head-lines:—
BRIBERY OF A JUDGE!
OFFICIAL IN PACKING CONCERN IMPLICATED!