He determined to destroy the "cadet" system and to cast every "cadet" into jail on charges of vagrancy. He set about to do it and forty-eight hours later the district was seething with indignation, fear and anger. A conference of the big resort keepers was held and the police captain invited to attend. He went prepared to deliver a staggering ultimatum that would wipe out the evil forever. When he emerged he was a beaten, broken man, broken on the great, ever turning wheel of vice. Those keepers told him in that conference that if he drove the "cadets" out, they might as well shut down their houses. He was willing that they should. But there was the rub. He was quietly shown that the graft lords wanted more money and would not stand for a decrease of profits. They declared that women without "cadets" to urge them on, did not make half the money those did who were driven to death by these inhuman creatures in their exploitation of vice. To back up their statements they showed him the records of their houses. The great powers, he realized, were behind commercialized vice. To harm one member of that Directorate of Ten by shearing him of his profits meant ruin to himself. He gave up the battle. Later on, in another police territory, this same official hemmed in and enmeshed by the exacting system which he had allowed to make him a slave, fell a victim to the Vice Trust and was sacrificed with much pomp of public investigation on the altars of the temple of vice and graft to appease the unseen god of public wrath and indignation. Another example of how the graft system reaches out and destroys the upright, is the following:-- Another captain of police was sent to take command of the police district including the South side levee. A clean-minded chief of police ordered him to clean up the district. He ordered him to place men in the resorts where there were flagrant violations of the rules regulating the district. The police official did so. The resort keepers tried to reason with him, argue with him and plead with him, but he refused to listen. "I shall carry out my orders," he said firmly. Then they predicted his transfer from the police station. They predicted that within thirty days he would be in command at another station. They missed their calculations by but one day. He was transferred to a district where his honesty could do no harm. Beyond and above the chief of police ruled a power--the political power of the Directorate of Ten, that made the final ruling.