a speaker of international
reputation.

CHAPTER III.

A REIGN OF TERROR

No sooner had Mediator Blackman left Everett than the "law and order"
forces resumed their hostilities with a bitterness and brutality that
seems almost incredible. On September 7th Mrs. Frennette, H. Shebeck,
Bob Adams, J. Johnson, J. Fred, and Dan Emmett were dragged from the
platform at Hewitt and Wetmore Avenues and were literally thrown into
their cells. Next morning Mrs. Frenette was released but the men were
"kangarood" for 30 days each. Petty abuses were heaped upon them and
Johnson was cast into the "black hole" by the sheriff. Some of the men
were severely beaten just before their release a few days afterward.

When Fred Reed and James Dwyer were arrested the next night for street
speaking, the crowd of Everett citizens, in company with the few I. W.
W. members present, followed the deputies to the county jail, demanding
the release of Reed, Dwyer and Peck, and those who had been arrested the
night before. In its surging to and from the crowd pushed over a
post-rotted picket fence that had been erected in the early days of
Everett. This violence, together with cries of "You've got the wrong
bunch in jail! Let those men out and put the 'bulls' in!" was the basis
from which the trust-owned press built up a story of a riot and
attempted jail delivery. On the same flimsy basis a warrant was issued
charging Mrs. Frennette with inciting a riot.

The free speech committee sent John Berg to Everett that same day to
retain an attorney for the men held without warrants. He secured the
services of E. C. Dailey, and, while waiting to learn the result of the
lawyer's efforts, he went to the I. W. W. hall only to find it closed. A
man was there waiting to get his blankets to go to work and Berg
volunteered to get them for him. He then went to the county jail and
asked for McRae. When McRae came in and learned that Berg wanted to see
the secretary in order to get the keys to the hall, he yelled out:

"You are another I. W. W. Throw him in jail, the old son-of-a-b----!"

Without having any charges placed against him, Berg was held until the
next morning, when McRae and a deputy took him out in a roadster to a
lonely spot on the county road. Forcing him to dismount, McRae ordered
Berg to walk to Seattle under threats of death if he returned, and then
knocked Berg down and kicked him in the groin as he lay prostrate. McRae
was drunk. Berg