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papers had got hold of that story, and there had been a
scandal; but Scully had hired somebody to confess and
take all the blame, and then skip the country. It was
said, too, that he had built his brick-kiln in the same way,
and that the workmen were on the city pay-roll while they
did it; however, one had to press closely to get these
things out of the men, for it was not their business, and
Mike Scully was a good man to stand in with. A note
signed by him was equal to a job any time at the packing-
houses; and also he employed a good many men himself, and
worked them only eight hours a day, and paid them the
highest wages. This gave him many friends -- all of whom
he had gotten together into the "War-Whoop League,"
whose club-house you might see just outside of the yards.
It was the biggest club-house, and the biggest club, in all
Chicago; and they had prize-fights every now and then,
and cock-fights and even dog-fights. The policemen in
the district all belonged to the league, and instead of sup~
pressing the fights, they sold tickets for them. The man
that had taken Jurgis to be naturalized was one of these
"Indians," as they were called; and on election day there
would be hundreds of them out, and all with big wads of
money in their pockets and free drinks at every saloon in
the district. That was another thing, the men said -- all
the saloon-keepers had to be "Indians," and to put up on
demand, otherwise they could not do business on Sundays,
nor have any gambling at all. In the same way Scully
had all the jobs in the fire department at his disposal, and
all the rest of the city graft in the stockyards district; he
was building a block of flats somewhere up on Ashland
Avenue, and the man who was overseeing it for him was
drawing pay as a city inspector of sewers. The city in~
spector of water-pipes had been dead and buried for over
a year, but somebody was still drawing his pay. The city
inspector of sidewalks was a bar-keeper at the War-Whoop
Cafe -- and maybe he could not make it uncomfortable for
any tradesman who did not stand in with Scully!

Even the packers were in awe of him, so the men said.
It gave them pleasure to believe this, for Scully stood as


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