A very remarkable face and figure he presented.

I soon learned that he was R---- D----, the leader of whom I had often heard, and heard no good thing.

He was quite a different type from Bill Hahn: he was the man of authority, the organizer, the diplomat--as Bill was the prophet, preaching a holy war.
How wonderful human nature is! Only a short time before I had been thrilled by the intensity of the passion of the throng, but here the mood suddenly changed to one of friendly gayety.

Fully a third of those present were women, some of them plainly from the mills and some of them curiously different--women from other walks in life who had thrown themselves heart and soul into the strike.

Without ceremony but with much laughing and joking, they found their places around the tables.