I called up the Shipping Board, borrowed a ship, put the Red criminals aboard and they went sailing, sailing, over the bounding main, and many a stormy wind shall blow "ere Jack come home again." On the other hand I discovered a family that had just come to America and was about to be deported because of a technicality.

The family consisted of a father and mother and four small children.

The order of deportation had been made and the family had been put aboard a ship about to sail.

I learned that the children were healthy and right-minded; the mother was of honest working stock with a faith in God and not in anarchy.

I had been one of such a family entering this port forty years ago.