The Fall of the Great Republic (1886-88)Coverdale, Henry Standish
History
The Fall of the Great Republic (1886-88)
Coverdale, Henry Standish
Imaginary wars and battles
It was the preconcerted signal for the socialist uprising, though of
course nothing of the sort was suspected at the time. In the midst of
the rioting of the day the work of a thousand hands, fastening these
posters to the walls, had not been noticed. Nor was the effect of the
proclamation immediately apparent. The mob slowly dissolved. Night
came on. A few detached bands of marauders wandered about the streets.
They were summarily dispersed by the police, who had recovered their
activity and energy as the character of the rioters changed. The city
newspaper offices were filled with busy scribes preparing sensational
accounts of the outbreak for the morning issues. The proprietors
congratulated themselves in advance upon the enormous editions
which would be sold the next day. Long accounts were telegraphed to
newspapers in other parts of the country. In scarcely one of these
was the appearance of the mysterious placards mentioned. The riot
was believed to be over. The very citizens who had taken part in the
scenes of the morning could be relied upon for aid in suppressing any
unpleasant attempts to renew them. And so the night wore on.
The city bells began to strike the hour of midnight. Suddenly into
their measured and musical strokes clashed the discord of a fire-alarm.
Before the trained ears of the professional firemen could count the
number of the box whence it was sent, another followed. A third and
fourth came almost simultaneously. It was impossible to tell how many
different alarms were being sounded, or what was the number of a
single one. The firemen were confused and uncertain. Messengers arrived
at the engine-houses, in hot haste, begging for help in half a hundred
different directions. The night skies were reddening with the light
of conflagrations which seemed to be raging in every quarter of the
city at once. Above all continued the unmeaning clangor of the bells.
The engines were sent to the nearest fires of which the firemen could
obtain information. But they found at every burning building a foe more
terrible than the flames.
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