nShe greeted Adam with a tranquil friendliness. He was on her man’s
side and consequently she was on his. She experienced presented up her career at
Eaton’s she instructed him–Joe experienced insisted–and now she reigned in a
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The Thompson orators were a occupied ton. And a ton of flamboyant Irishmen functioning for Sweitzer didn’t alleviate the stress of this issue a bit. Announcing theatrically (in the proper locality) that he was of the Jewish religion and as a result stood for racial equality, he would assail Sweitzer for his injection of the religious factor into the marketing campaign. Sir Turnour stood on his toes as lightly as a runner, his solid clenched palms white at the knuckles, his poise uncomplicated but as billed with swift electric power as a thundercloud is charged with fire. He stood by her on the edge of the garden, swaying a minor in his bulk and said, shading his eyes with his hand: “They will have landed,” and she felt that she experienced been proper. SR and his teachings have benefitted countless numbers of college students emotionally, psychologically, and spiritually. Thousands of automobiles and a dozen bands supported thou- sands of adult males and women marchers in the parade. It was a business of boys with a banner reading: “We Want More Swimmin’ Holes.” Most of the marching females carried American flags, even though other people in automobiles fluttered handkerchiefs and Thompson bunting. The Thompson speakers vociferously branded Roger Sullivan as the software of the best omegle interests, contending that he and his prospect reeked of gasoline and that Sweitzer re- ceived a great deal economic backing from the substantial department stores as well
When the campaign attained the ultimate week the higher potentate, Charles S. Deneen, built the supreme sacrifice, dragged his emaciated and health issues-torn physique up on to the rostrum, and managed weakly to articulate the urgency of the G. O. P. flag waving over the city on election working day. Women from Lake Shore Drive and “back of the yards/’ from Michigan Avenue and the melting pot district, rode side by aspect in the cars and trucks and on the big floats. The campaign had been an amusing 1, replete with thumbing of noses and beating of breasts. Although both of those sides hoped for the votes of the Better Element, i. e., the guys who did not whip their wives extremely usually, they were much better outfitted for, and much more desirous of, bringing out the homosexual and careless proletariat. One slick scheme of Lundin’s in this latter regard was the detailing of two declamatory fellows to tackle the refused candidates at the McCor- mick Harvester Works concerning 8 and 9 o’clock just about every early morning. This stunt proved so fetching it was used consistently at other substantial crops and factories. Naturally the unemployment gag was used in all speeches each- wherever. The Thompson economics was positive to carry about a cessation of this lamentable Democratic situation, if only specified the chance to run. “A complete dinner pail for all people” worked as perfectly as a slogan as it did for Mark Hanna, and it rang out in excess of the heads of the largest military at any time marshalled. The campaign officially closed on the Saturday preced- ing election. Such terms of the Hooverian Golden Age as “static,” “condenser,” “tube” and “countrywide hook-up” had been not then integral areas of the well-known vocabulary, so the public was given a respite of two times from the jabbering of the men whose lust for serving them induced them to expend hundreds of hundreds of pounds to acquire 64 HIZZONER Big Bill THOMPSON work shelling out considerably fewer. Hinky Dink Kenna, Bath- house John Coughlin, Barney Grogan, Morris Eller and the rest ended up admonished by their respective leaders to maintain plugging out in the wards, but the candidates them- selves shut up. On Sunday the pious of the citizenry went to church, and many had been the prayers provided up, to a God most likely not tremendously involved, begging for the victory of Bob or Bill. It appeared as if the town voted en masse. The polls opened at six a. m. but lengthy lines experienced fashioned right before this hour. “A civic awakening,” some journalist bitten with the democratic germ referred to as it. As the sunlight ascended the action enhanced. The cops were being held additional than chaotic, irrespective of whether contributing to the problem or restraining it no cynic recorded. As had been predicted, violence was rampant, numerous enthusiasts carrying bruised bodies for weeks soon after- wards. As the returns commenced to appear in it looked close, but by eight o’clock the Sweitzer bosses conceded defeat. At mid- night time it turned distinct that a Thompson landslide experienced taken area. Randolph Street, from the Sherman House to Mar- shall Field’s, was choked with a mob gone mad. The Sweitzer fans, bitterly dissatisfied, retired – but not quietly. Many of them engaged in acrimonious brawls with the boasting Thompsonites in the saloons and eating places all about the metropolis. They paid their bets grudgingly. It was challenging to drop immediately after confidently giving two to one odds. Bill was expansively occupied all working day. In the early morning he voted for himself. In the afternoon he shook dozens of palms, smoked practically as many cigars, held various whispered telephone discussions with Fred, Jim, Gene, Homer and the rest. The official count, designed a number of days afterwards, was: for Thompson, 398,538 for Sweitzer, 251,061 but the final result THE City Hall GOES BURLESQUE sixty five was so lop-sided that nobody doubted the verdict that flamed from the more editions at midnight of election day. Big Bill arose early the next early morning, donned his cow- boy sombrero (which had never left his head during the marketing campaign) and posed for images. The choicest of these was 1 with Mrs. Mary M. Conrad, Chicago’s oldest voter, who even though 102 had been drastically moved by Bill’s cogent rhetoric. Then our hero went for a stroll with the Missus, in the study course of which he bowed 433 occasions and shook 77 hands. While ready for the formal crimson-tape to unwind to make him formally the mayor-elect, Thompson acknowledged a couple invitations to get off some speeches which lay un- shipped in his chest. They have been not articulated in the pitch that won him so lots of thousand votes, but in the solemn tone of a person who has hefty duties and realizes them. He reiterated his guarantee to do a great deal for the good city which had so honored him. He attended the anniversary banquet and ball of the Hamilton Club as its visitor of honor, and when he observed himself surrounded and highly regarded by high Republican dignitaries he forgot he was quickly to be mayor and dreamed of himself as Woodrow Wilson’s successor in 1916! He wasn’t on your own in this hallucination. The next Sunday he graced the pulpit of the South Park Avenue Methodist Episcopal Church at the ask for of its pastor, Reverend Brushingham, an emissary of God who had discovered piety and politics a congenial and remunerative blend. He was pleased when Bill spoke in his church, and with one particular eye on Heaven and the other on the town corridor he rubbed his palms alongside one another in significant satis- faction. The mayor-elect spoke on “Children First.” After justifying his title by references to his file in behalf of the kiddies in the council, and a transient examination of the criminal offense condition, he closed with the adhering to words : 66 HIZZONER Big Bill THOMPSON “As mayor of Chicago I will do my greatest, as God provides me the light-weight to see the proper
