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It was said that he expected it to lose and did not want to jeopardize the amendments which would enable the voters to take the law-making power into their own hands and secure all desired reforms. A notable exception among the official speakers was Francis J. Heney, who never failed to include it with the others in his appeals to the voters.
We can't very well leave the place without some one who is responsible in charge of it and so here we are. Merry Christmas!" I couldn't help laughing. Poor people! "You might," I said, "apply for Mrs. Heney's place." "Who is Mrs. Heney?" asked Mrs. Starkweather. "You don't mean to say that you never heard of Mrs. Heney!" I exclaimed. "Mrs. Heney, who is now Mrs. 'Penny' Daniels?
One day or one night, rather, for there were no days then a camp cook, crazed by the cold and the endless night, wandered off to die. Hislop and Heney found him, but he refused to be comforted. He wanted to quit, but Heney said he could not be spared. He begged to be left alone to sleep in the warm, soft snow, but Heney brought him back to consciousness and to camp.
Spreckels and Phelan guaranteed to raise $100,000 for this purpose. Burns and his detectives had for several months been quietly at work. On October 24 District Attorney Langdon publicly announced the appointment of Francis J. Heney as his assistant, stating that a thorough and fearless search into the actions of the city government would ensue. On October 25 the Supervisors met.
Oh, if every member of the churches and every wearer of "the cloth" realized the privilege of standing by every uplifting effort, and was always so valiant for truth as to make a Rueff or any agent of the devil occasionally think it worth while to take the risk of trying to kill them as in the case of this same Lincoln, of Heney, of Lindsey, and of the Master the world would recognize then that the Church was worth while, and there would be no discussing whether it was going to die out or not.
The man had a fat, good-natured Teuton face with small eyes and a heavy manner. His name was Morris Haas. He had asked to be excused but the judge had not granted his plea. Now he seemed to cower in exaggerated fright before the Prosecutor's pointed finger. A little hush ensued. A tense dramatic pause. Then Heney branded Haas before the court-room as a former convict. The man broke down utterly.
But all were plain enough for instant recognition. San Francisco, which had suspected Ruef and his Supervisors with the easy tolerance of a people calloused to betrayal, was aroused by the insolent audacity of these transactions. It demanded blood. And Heney was prepared to furnish sanguine vengeance. He was after the "higher-ups," he stated.
Heney had but one assistant, John O'Gara, a deputy in Langdon's office. For five long months the Prosecution fought such odds. Heney lost his temper frequently in court. He was on the verge of a nerve prostration. Anti-prosecution papers hinted that his faculties were failing. Langdon more or less withdrew from the fight.
Famous lawyers found themselves in high demand. From New York, where he had fought a winning fight for Harry Thaw, came Delphin Delmas. T.C. Coogan, another famous pleader, entered the lists against Heney in defense of Glass. Meanwhile the drawing of jurors for Ruef's trial progressed, inexorably. Several weeks passed. Politics were in a hectic state, and people grumbled.
John Hislop seemed to feel it more than all the rest; for besides being deeply religious, he was deeply in love. His nearest and dearest friend, Heney happy, hilarious Heney knew, and he swore softly whenever a steamer landed without a message from Minneapolis, the long-looked-for letter that would make Hislop better or worse. It came at length, and Hislop was happy.
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