at she should reap this fighting in
the thickest of the fight, so poorly equipped?"

"I dare say there are alleviations."

"Oh, yes! She flirts--says she'd die if she didn't--with every man in
the place, from the elevator boy to the head doctor, and, really, I
excused her. The head nurse in Mary's ward is very harsh with her, but
I let her and everyone in the place understand that Miss Gemmell is no
stray waif without influence to back her. Every day I send out
thought-waves--hypnotism--whatever you like to call it--to compel that
Dean woman to think of something else than the making of trained nurses,
and physical wrecks at the same time. People are greater than
institutions."

"The discipline will be the making of Mary."

CHAPTER VIII.

DURING the famous Pullman strike of last summer, duty bade me cross to
Chicago in the interests of the _Echo_. On Saturday afternoon, July the
7th, I was at the pulse of the Anarchist movement, near the corner of
Loomis and Forty-ninth Streets. Taking up my stand in the deep entry of
a "House to Let," I watched the operations of a body of strikers
gathered round a box car close to the Grand Trunk crossing. They had set
it afire, and were trying to overturn it upon the railway track,
encouraged by the cheers of a mob numbering about two thousand men,
women, and children.

The incendiaries were so much engrossed that they did not observe,
backing swiftly down upon them, the wrecking train it was their purpose
to block. While still in motion, the cars disgorged Captain Kelly and
his company, who had been guarding the Pan Handle tracks all day, but
had not yet, it seemed, earned their night's repose.

The crowd greeted the soldiers with stones, brickbats, and pieces of old
iron, but the car burners proceeded with their little job, paying no
attention at all to the approach of the military.

A pistol bullet out of the mob swished in among his men, and then
Captain Kelly gave the order to fire. When the smoke of the volley
cleared away, I saw the people stand still, shocked and dumb with
surprise. A second later, realizing that the worm had had the audacity
to turn, they vented a medley of shrieks and roars, and closed round
the handful of soldiers, to be met by the points of bayonets.

The yelling mass of humanity scattered, took refuge in lanes and houses,
but regaining courage, appeared here and there in sections, to be
assailed once more by soldiers and police. The lat