As I gazed I learned the secret of Satan’s power in law. Thousands were here engaged in conversing with legislators on earth.
I could understand no word of all these communications, for the section where I stood was devoted to Asiatic countries and the islands of the Pacific Ocean.
“Take me, O Blackana, to the section connecting with the Western world that I may see the very wires that run to the United States of America.”
I soon stood in the interior of another large building, and with great interest listened to the operators communicating with some who were in authority at Washington, and with persons elsewhere who were interested in the formulation of laws for the whole country.
“Does this never cease?” I questioned.
“It continues through the days and nights of earth forever,” came the reply.
I was looking at the intricate system of wires and the stupendous proportions of the place, when suddenly I heard some one mention a name with which I was familiar. I was attracted close to the side of the operator that I might hear at least the one side of the conversation.
“That bill should never become a law,” said the operator, but I could not hear the reply.
“Fight hard to defeat it. You will get heaps of gold if you succeed,” were the next words I heard at the lower ’phone.
“Never mind them. I’ll take care of that crowd. I will try once more to get their ear. I failed the last time, but I hope to succeed at my next endeavor.” These words were spoken very plainly, but still I could hear no reply.