the "invading army" of free speech fighters.

Seeking the widest possible publicity the free speech committee had
printed and circulated thousands of handbills in Everett to call
attention to the proposed meeting.

CITIZENS OF EVERETT
ATTENTION!

A meeting will be held at the corner of Hewitt and Wetmore Aves.,
on Sunday, Nov. 5th, 2 p. m. Come and help maintain your and our
constitutional right. +Committee.+

The authorities in Everett were notified, the editors of all the Seattle
daily papers were requested to have representatives present at the
meeting, and reporters were called in and told of the intentions of the
organization. During the week frequent meetings were held in the hall in
Seattle to arrange for the incoming free speech fighters, and without an
exception all these meetings were held with no examination of
membership books and were open to the public. With their cards laid upon
the table the members of the Industrial Workers of the World were
preparing to call the hand of the semi-legalized outlaws of Snohomish
county who had cast aside the law, abrogated the Constitution of the
United States, and denied the right of free speech and free assembly.

Following the Beverly affair the Commercial Club redoubled its
activities. Blackjacks and "Robinson-clubs," so called because they were
manufactured especially for the deputies by the Robinson Mill, were set
aside for revolvers and high power rifles, and the ranks of the deputies
were enlarged by the off-scouring and scum of the open shop persuasion.

McRae entered the I. W. W. hall on Friday, Nov. 3rd, the day Thomas H.
Tracy turned the office over to Chester Micklin, and abruptly said "By
God, I will introduce myself. I am Sheriff McRae! I won't have a lot of
sons-of-bitches hanging around this place like in Seattle."

Micklin looked at the drunken sheriff a moment and replied, "The
constitution guarantees us free speech, free assembly, and free----"

"To hell with the Constitution," broke in McRae. "We have a constitution
here that we will enforce."

"You believe in unions, you believe in organized labor, don't you?"
asked Micklin.

"Yes, I belonged to the shingle weavers at one time," returned McRae,
"but when the shingle weavers went out on strike I donated $25.00 to
their strike fund and they gave me a rotten deal and sent the check back
to me, and to hell with the shing