But not quite.

It prepared to go on with its book publishing.

Twenty thousand copies of father's book were in the bindery, and the presses were turning off more.

And then, without warning, a mob arose one night, and, under a waving American flag, singing patriotic songs, set fire to the great plant of the Appeal and totally destroyed it.
Now Girard, Kansas, was a quiet, peaceable town.

There had never been any labor troubles there.