in the
neighbourhood, which, of course, will help to make good times, he says.

"Just then somebody gets up in the hall and yells out, 'Rotten, rotten,
what you caller dat but de bribe, eh?' and another feller shies a
pineapple at him, whatever he had it there for. Pa says mebbe he's
ripenin' it by the stove so as to sell it the next day. Anyway it
misses the man what's makin' the noise and hits the ork-estra leader on
the brain-house, and the next I knowed Pa has me downstairs--it's only
one flight--and he says to me, 'We'll wait for Jimmy,' he says, and we
did.

"And every minute we waited there was something doing. Why there was
Greeks and Hungarians and Dagos and all kinds coming out the winders or
rolling down the stairs and rushing back again, some of them with their
noses bleeding and their clothes torn, and all the time shoutin' like
mad. Then all of a sudden everything calms down to a whisper, and men
began to fly outer that buildin' and run away like mad.

"So when the Honorable Fixem's safely in his carriage, and Jimmy
Duggan's walking home with Pa and me. Pa says, 'What stopped it,
Jimmy?' And Jimmy says, 'Well, I just got a few of the fellers
together,' he says, 'and we hollers "Steeletters, steeletters," and
that scared 'em, you bet, for they're all afraid of their lives of them
'Talian knives.'

"'Pretty smart hit, Jimmy,' Pa says, 'but it's almost a pity you didn't
get three inches or so of steeletter in your hide,' he says, 'after
what you said to that feller sittin' beside me.' 'Well,' says Jimmy,
'he's a Russian,' he says, 'what was mixed up in some of the Nillyist
plots, and the only way to keep him quiet,' he says, 'was to tell him
you'd been driven looney by the cruelty of the Russian gover'ment,' he
says."

Thus William Adolphus Turnpike, office boy, to Lucien Torrance, who
held a similar exalted position. They were sitting on the front stairs
leading to the adjoining offices occupied by Mr. Whimple and his friend
Simmons, the architect, in the city of Toronto. The city was then at
the transition period; its population had just passed the 200,000 mark,
and already included a fair number of lunatics who clamored for a
million people. But it had not yet made up its mind that dumping
sewage into the Bay and believing that it would not contaminate the
adjoining lake, whence came the water supply, was a system apt to
result in a large proportion of typhoid fever cases. People had
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