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It won't offend you, I know, when I say that I have always understood that you are a sort of clearing-house for political troubles in Chicago." Mr. McKenty smiled. "That's flattering," he replied, dryly. "Now, I am rather new myself to Chicago," went on Cowperwood, softly. "I have been here only a year or two. I come from Philadelphia.
They aren't earning as much as the South Side, and besides they have those bridges to cross. That means a severe inconvenience to a cable line. In the first place, the bridges will have to be rebuilt to stand the extra weight and strain. Now the question arises at once at whose expense? The city's?" "That depends on who's asking for it," replied Mr. McKenty, amiably.
Count out these last ten, though, and bet only on the eight that are sure to stand. That leaves twenty-three wards that we Republicans always conceded to you people; but if we manage to carry thirteen of them along with the eight I'm talking about, we'll have a majority in council, and" flick! he snapped his fingers "out you go you, McKenty, Cowperwood, and all the rest.
"I'm afraid he wouldn't sleep very well." "There is just one thing," observed Cowperwood, thoughtfully. "This young man will certainly come into control of the Inquirer sometime. He looks to me like some one who would not readily forget an injury." He smiled sardonically. So did McKenty and Addison. "Be that as it may," suggested the latter, "he isn't editor yet."
A committee composed of all three of the old companies visited the mayor; but the latter, a tool of McKenty, giving his future into the hands of the enemy, signed it just the same. Cowperwood had his franchise, and, groan as they might, it was now necessary, in the language of a later day, "to step up and see the captain."
McKenty took it, surprised and yet pleased at this evidence of business proficiency. He liked a strong manipulator of this kind the more since he was not one himself, and most of those that he did know were thin-blooded and squeamish. "Let me take this," he said. "I'll see you next Monday again if you wish. Come Monday." Cowperwood got up. "I thought I'd come and talk to you direct, Mr.
Cowperwood and McKenty were denounced from nearly every street-corner in Chicago. Wagons and sign-boards on wheels were hauled about labeled "Break the partnership between the street-railway corporations and the city council." "Do you want more streets stolen?" "Do you want Cowperwood to own Chicago?"
He paused to see whether McKenty caught the point of all he meant, but the latter failed. "You don't want much, do you?" he said, cheerfully. "But I don't see how you can use the tunnels. However, that's no reason why I shouldn't take care of them for you, if you think that's important." "It's this way," said Cowperwood, thoughtfully.
McKenty, as he knew, were very powerful men. He had always managed to down the McKenty opposition in his ward, and several others adjacent to it, and in the Eighteenth Senatorial District, which he represented. But to be called upon to defeat him in Chicago, that was different.
The Chicago Trust Company, which he, Addison, McKenty, and others had organized to manipulate the principal phases of the local bond issues, and of which he was rumored to be in control, was in a flourishing condition.
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