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Updated: October 7, 2025
The cigar-store philosopher remarked casually to the chief of police, "This here savior of the people, Jake Vodell, that's recently descended upon us, is gatherin' to himself a choice bunch of disciples I'll tell the world." "What do you know about it?" demanded the officer of the law. The philosopher grinned. "Oh, they most of them smoke or chew, the same as your cops.
Farther up the river a dull red glow flushed the sky. "McIver's!" "The factory!" The Interpreter said, quietly, "Jake Vodell." With every second the red glow grew brighter reaching higher and higher spreading wider and wider over the midnight sky.
Your whole life has been an over assertion of your personal independence and a denial of the greatest of all laws the law of dependence, which is the vital principle of life itself. And so you have, through these years, upheld and exemplified to the working people the very selfishness to which Jake Vodell appeals now with such sad effectiveness.
"Trouble," echoed Captain Charlie, "Jake Vodell has never meant anything but trouble." Adam Ward did not join his family when they returned from church. A nervous headache kept him in his room. In the afternoon John went for a long drive into the country. He felt that he must be alone that he must think things out, for both Mary and himself.
He knew that if Jake Vodell could win them, such disaster as the people of Millsburgh had never seen would result. The interest and sympathy of Helen, the comradeship of Captain Charlie, and the strength of the Interpreter gave him courage and hope. But there was nothing that he could do. He felt as he had felt sometimes in France when he was called upon to stand and wait.
McIver you know how bitter he is against the unions?" "Yes, I know." "But John says that Mr. McIver, with his talk of force and of starving helpless women and children, is as bad as this man Jake Vodell who has come to Millsburgh to organize a strike. It is really brother's attitude toward the workmen and their unions and his disagreement with Mr. McIver's views that make father as as he is."
In the months just passed his love had ripened and become a definite thing, fixed and certain in his own mind and heart as the fact of life itself. He had no more thought of accepting as final Mary's answer than he had of turning the management of the Mill over to Jake Vodell or to Sam Whaley. But still there were things that he must think out.
Under such circumstances it was quite as natural that their old friendship should be reestablished as that they should have drifted apart under the influence of Adam Ward's prosperity." Jake Vodell laughed disagreeably. "And then this wonderful son of your millionaire Mill owner comes out of the war and the army exactly as he went in, nothing but a private not even a medal heh?
"We cannot recognize the rights of Jake Vodell and his lawless followers to dictate to us in our business. It would mean ruin, not only of our industries, but of our government." "Exactly so," agreed the Interpreter. "And yet, sir, you claim for yourself the right to live by the same spirit of imperialism that animates Vodell. You make the identical class distinction that he makes.
"Yes, sir." "Who is she?" "I don't know." "Well, what does she look like?" "I couldn't see her face, she's got a veil on." The factory owner considered. How did any one outside of his home know that he was in his office at that hour? These times were dangerous. "Vodell is likely to try anything," he said, aloud. "Better send her about her business."
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