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He tells 'em that Jason is probably a more efficient man than Democracy will be able to evolve in a coon's age, that we ought to take him over, instead of letting the capitalists have him." "Did Krebs say that?" Dickinson demanded. "You can't have read the article very thoroughly, Leonard," Ralph commented. "I'm afraid you only picked out the part of it that compliments you.
Tom, who had been bending over his bureau drawer, straightened up. "What did you want to come here for?" he demanded. "Say, what did you?" Mr. Krebs retorted genially. "To get an education, of course." "An education!" echoed Tom. "Isn't Harvard the oldest and best seat of learning in America?" There was an exaltation in Krebs's voice that arrested my attention, and made me look at him again.
Mr. Young laughed. Krebs was "nutty," he declared that was all there was to it. "Won't he listen to reason?" "It's been tried, Colonel. Say, he wouldn't know a hundred-dollar bill if you showed him one." "What does he want?" "Oh, something, that's sure, they all want something." Mr.
Dickinson and Gorse became alarmed, and one morning the banker turned up at the Club while I was eating my breakfast. "Look here, Hugh," he said, "we may as well face the fact that we've got a fight ahead of us, we'll have to start some sort of a back-fire right away." "You think Greenhalge has a chance of being elected?" I asked. "I'm not afraid of Greenhalge, but of this fellow Krebs.
Lord, I can't forget the look in that man Galligan's eyes. I hate to go through it again, and reverse it, but I guess I'll have to, now." The Judge sat gazing at the flames playing over his gas log. "Who was the lawyer?" I asked. "A man by the name of Krebs," he replied. "Never heard of him before. He's just moved to the city." "This city?" I ejaculated. The Judge glanced at me interestedly.
I, too, had begun to be filled with a desire for revenge; and when this desire was upon me I did not have in my mind a pack of reformers, or even the writer of the article in Yardley's. I thought of Hermann Krebs. He was my persecutor; it seemed to me that he always had been.... "Well, I'll make speeches if you like," I said to Dickinson. "I'm glad," he replied.
"Do you know a man named Krebs in the House?" I said. "From Elkington? Why, that's the man the Hutchinses let slip through, the Hutchinses, who own the mills over there. The agitators put up a job on them." The Colonel was no longer the genial and social purveyor of anecdotes. He had become tense, alert, suspicious. "What's he up to?" "He's found out about this bill," I replied. "How?"
Such was my experience with Hermann Krebs. How keenly I remember that new unwillingness and counter-striving! In spite of the years it has not wholly died down, even to-day....
And suddenly, oddly, I happened to remember what Krebs had said, that our troubles were not due to individuals, but to a disease that had developed in industrial society. If the day should come when such men as the President and the great banker would be working together, was it not possible, too, that the idea of Mr. Watling and the vision of Krebs might coincide?
The monarchy is there for all men to see, and some day it will be done away with. We are supposedly a democracy, and our superstructure is plutocratic. Our people feel the burden, but they have not yet discovered what the burden is." "And when they do?" I asked, a little defiantly. "When they do," replied Krebs, "they will set about making the plutocrats happy.
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