Upton Sinclair - The Machine

by Upton Sinclair

An excerpt from the book -

JULIA PATTERSON'S apartments in a model tenement on the lower East
Side. The scene shows the living-room, furnished very plainly, but in
the newest taste; "arts and crafts" furniture, portraits of Morris and
Ruskin on the walls; a centre table, a couple of easy-chairs, a divan
and many book-shelves. The entrance from the outer hall is at centre;
entrance to the other rooms right and left.]

[At JULIA has pushed back the lamp from the table and is having a
light supper, with a cup of tea; and at the same time trying to read a
magazine, which obstinately refuses to remain open at the right place.
She is an attractive and intelligent woman of thirty. The doorbell
rings.]

JULIA. Ah, Jack! [Presses button, then goes to the door.]

JACK. [Enters, having come upstairs at a run. He is a college graduate
and volunteer revolutionist, one of the organizers of the "Society of
the Friends of Russian Freedom"; handsome and ardent, eager in manner,
and a great talker.] Hello, Julia. All alone?

Genres: Classics, Politics, Plays, Drama, Fiction

110 pages, Kindle Edition

First published January 1, 1925

About the author

Upton Beall Sinclair, Jr. was an American author who wrote close to one hundred books in many genres. He achieved popularity in the first half of the twentieth century, acquiring particular fame for his classic muckraking novel, The Jungle (1906). To gather information for the novel, Sinclair spent seven weeks undercover working in the meat packing plants of Chicago. These direct experiences exposed the horrific conditions in the U.S. meat packing industry, causing a public uproar that contributed in part to the passage a few months later of the 1906 Pure Food and Drug Act and the Meat Inspection Act. The Jungle has remained continuously in print since its initial publication. In 1919, he published The Brass Check, a muckraking exposé of American journalism that publicized the issue of yellow journalism and the limitations of the “free press” in the United States. Four years after the initial publication of The Brass Check, the first code of ethics for journalists was created. Time magazine called him "a man with every gift except humor and silence." In 1943, he won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction.

Sinclair also ran unsuccessfully for Congress as a Socialist, and was the Democratic Party nominee for Governor of California in 1934, though his highly progressive campaign was defeated.

Reviews

[Lyn · Rating 3 out of 5]

The Machine is a three part play written by Upton Sinclair and first published in 1912, six years after his most recognized work, The Jungle and when the author was thirty-four, so still fairly early in his writing career.

A casual reader will find few surprises: Sinclair’s protagonists have discovered a clandestine political machine that oppresses the poor while piling up great riches for the ruling oligarchy, represented by the Tammany Hall syndicate. A closer inspection will demonstrate Sinclair’s great range as a creative thinker and his knowledge of socio-economic forces.

A short work, fairly easy to get through, this could be a quick introduction for Sinclair’s work, but a serious student must read his masterful exposition of the meat packing industry.

[S. Wilson · Rating 4 out of 5]

A short play by man-of-the-people author Upton Sinclair, the titular “machine” is the unholy union of business and politics that leads to widespread corruption and the exploitation of the poor disenfranchised by the rich elitist power-brokers manipulating the system for their personal gain. The Machine seems eerily relevant over a hundred years since its initial publication in 1912, with the United States now literally being run by a billionaire businessman. The weakest aspect of the short seventy page play is that the characters never have the time to be developed much beyond the sociopolitical ideologies they represent, so the father/daughter conflict and budding love interest serve as little more than vehicles for lengthy discussions about corruption and responsibility. But Sinclair’s argument and position is made crystal clear, and the utilitarian dialogue rarely feels bogged down. In today’s polarized political climate, there are those that would probably denigrate this play based solely on its socialist message, but this is probably why it is still has a literary resonance over a century later.

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
............

Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
............

Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
............

"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
............

Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
............

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
............

Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
............

Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
............

"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
............

Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
............

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
............

Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
............

Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
............

"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
............

Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
............

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
............

Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
............

Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
............

"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
............

Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
............

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
............

Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
............

Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
............

"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
............

Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
............

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
............

Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
............

Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
............

"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
............

Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
............

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
............

Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
............

Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
............

"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
............

Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
............

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
............

Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
............

Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
............

"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
............

Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
............

[Dr.J.G. · Rating 3 out of 5]

Having read The Metropolis by the author, the characters - Allan Montague, Laura Hegan and her father Jim Hegan, and Robert Grimes - are familiar by name, some more than by name. This work, unlike his usual novel format, is in format of a play. It follows The Metropolis in timeline, in fact The Metropolis is summed up is a dialogue of Allan Montague, but in a puzzling avoidance of a detail amounting to Laura Hegan having cut him - here she says he distanced himself - and it's unclear if it predates the other one, The Moneychangers.
............

The play is short, and jumps right in.


"JACK : Built for the proletariat, and inhabited by cranks.

"LAURA : Is that the truth?

"JULIA : It's certainly the truth about this one. Below me are two painters and a settlement worker, and next door is a blind Anarchist and a Yiddish poet.

"LAURA : What's the reason for it?

"JULIA : [Going to room off left with LAURA's things.] The places are clean and cheap; and whenever the poor can't pay their rent, we take their homes."

They tell her they are expecting Allan Montague.

"JACK : It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close election.

"LAURA : Yes; I know.

"JACK : There'd been all kinds of monkey-work going on, and the box was full of marked and defective ballots, and Montague set to work to make them throw them out. I didn't pay much attention at first. I was only there to see that our own ballots were counted; but pretty soon I began to take interest. He had everyone in the place against him. There was a Tammany inspector of elections and four tally clerks... all in with Tammany, of course. There were three or four Tammany policemen, and, outside of the railing, the worst crowd of toughs that ever you laid eyes on. To make matters worse, there were several men inside who had no business to be there... one of them a Judge of the City Court, and another a State's attorney... and all of them storming at Montague.

"JULIA : What did he do?

"JACK : He just made them throw out the marked ballots. They were willing enough to put them to one side, but wanted to count them in on the tally sheets. And, of course, Montague knew perfectly well that if they ever counted them in they'd close up at the end, and that would be all there was to it. He had the law with him, of course. He's a lawyer himself, and he seemed to know it all by heart; and he'd quote it to them, paragraph by paragraph, and they'd look it up and find that he was right, and, of course, that only made them madder. The old Judge would start up in his seat. “Officer!” he'd shout (he was a red-faced, ignorant fellow... a typical barroom politician), “I demand that you put that man out of here.” And the cop actually laid his hand on Montague's shoulder; if he'd ever been landed on the other side of that railing the crowd would have torn him to pieces. But the man stayed as cool as a cucumber. “Officer,” he said, “you are aware that I am an election official, here under the protection of the law; and if you refuse me that protection you are liable to a sentence in State's prison.” Then he'd quote another paragraph."

Allan Montague arrives, and he is startled to see Laura. They talk about the Tammany Hall, Laura lauding the heroic act.

"MONTAGUE : Make him tell you about some of his own adventures.

"JULIA : Would you ever think, to look at his innocent countenance, that he had helped to hold a building for six hours against Russian artillery?

"LAURA : Good heavens! Where was this?

"JULIA : During the St. Petersburg uprising.

"LAURA : And weren't you frightened to death?

"JACK : [Laughing.] No; we were too busy taking pot-shots at the Cossacks. It was like the hunting season in the Adirondacks.

"LAURA : And how did it turn out?

"JACK : Oh, they were too much for us in the end. I got away, across the ice of the Neva... I had the heel of one shoe shot off. And yet people tell us romance is dead! Anybody who is looking for romance, and knows what it is, can find all he wants in Russia."
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Jim Hegan arrives, and there is a disturbance from Annie Rogers next door. Jim asks about it.

"JACK : [Quietly, but with suppressed passion.] Tens of thousands of girl slaves are needed for the markets of our great cities... for the lumber camps of the North, the mining camps of the West, the ditches of Panama. And every four or five years the supply must be renewed, and so the business of gathering these girl-slaves from our slums is one of the great industries of the city. This girl, Annie Rogers, a decent girl from the North of Ireland, was lured into a dance hall and drugged, and then taken to a brothel and locked in a third-story room. They took her clothing away from her, but she broke down her door at night and fled to the street in her wrapper and flung herself into Miss Patterson's arms. Two men were pursuing her... they tried to carry her off. Miss Patterson called a policeman... but he said the girl was insane. Only by making a disturbance and drawing a crowd was my friend able to save her. And now, we have been the rounds... from the sergeant at the station, and the police captain, to the Chief of Police and the Mayor himself; we have been to the Tammany leader of the district... the real boss of the neighborhood... and there is no justice to be had anywhere for Annie Rogers!

"HEGAN : Impossible!

"JACK : You have my word for it, sir. And the reason for it is that this hideous traffic is one of the main cogs in our political machine. The pimps and the panders, the cadets and maquereaux... they vote the ticket of the organization; they contribute to the campaign funds; they serve as colonizers and repeaters at the polls. The tribute that they pay amounts to millions; and it is shared from the lowest to the highest in the organization... from the ward man on the street and the police captain, up to the inner circle of the chiefs of Tammany Hall... yes, even to your friend, Mr. Robert Grimes, himself! A thousand times, sir, has the truth about this monstrous infamy been put before the people of your city; and that they have not long ago risen in their wrath and driven its agents from their midst is due to but one single fact... that this infamous organization of crime and graft is backed at each election time by the millions of the great public service corporations. It is they...

"MONTAGUE : [Interfering.] Bullen!

"JACK : Let me go on! It is they, sir, who finance the thugs and repeaters who desecrate our polls. It is they who suborn our press and blind the eyes of our people. It is they who are responsible for this traffic in the flesh of our women. It is they who have to answer for the tottering reason of that poor peasant girl in the next room!"
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Allan Montague visits Laura at her invitation, and they talk over the interim period.

"LAURA : You were concerned in some important deal with my father, were you not?

"MONTAGUE : I was.

"LAURA : Then you withdrew. Was that because there was something wrong in it?

"MONTAGUE : It was, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : There were corrupt things done? MONTAGUE : There were many kinds of corrupt things done.

"LAURA : And was my father responsible for them?

"MONTAGUE : Yes.

"LAURA : Directly?

"MONTAGUE : Yes; directly.

"LAURA : Then my father is a bad man?

"MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] Your father finds himself in the midst of an evil system. He is the victim of conditions which he did not create."

Which makes one think this play follows The Moneychangers in timeline.
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"MONTAGUE : The vice graft serves for the police and the district leaders and the little men; what really pays nowadays is what has come to be called “honest graft.”

"LAURA : What is that?

"MONTAGUE : The business deals that are trade with the public service corporations.

"LAURA : Ah! That is what I wish to know about! MONTAGUE : For instance, I am running a street railway...

"LAURA : [Quickly.] My father is running them all!

"MONTAGUE : Very well. Your father is in alliance with the organization; he is given franchises and public privileges for practically nothing; and in return he gives the contracts for constructing the subways and street-car lines to companies organized by the politicians. These companies are simply paper companies... they farm out the contracts to the real builders, skimming off a profit of twenty or thirty per cent. One of these companies received contracts last year to the value of thirty million dollars.

"LAURA : And so that is how Grimes gets his money? MONTAGUE : Grimes' brother is the president of the company I have reference to. LAURA : I see; it is a regular system.

"MONTAGUE : It is a business, and there is no way to punish it... it does not violate any law...

"LAURA : And yet it is quite as bad!

"MONTAGUE : It is far worse, because of its vast scope. It carries every form of corruption in its train. It means the prostitution of our whole system of government... the subsidizing of our newspapers, and of the great political parties. It means that judges are chosen who will decide in favor of the corporations; that legislators are nominated who will protect them against attack. It means everywhere the enthronement of ignorance and incompetence, of injustice and fraud.

"LAURA : And in the end the public pays for it?

"MONTAGUE : In the end the public pays for everything. The stolen franchises are unloaded on the market for ten times what they cost, and the people pay their nickels for a wretched, broken-down service. They pay for it in the form of rent and taxes for a dishonest administration. Every struggling unfortunate in the city pays for it, when he comes into contact with the system... when he seeks for help, or even for justice. It was that side of it that shocked me most of all... I being a lawyer, you see. The corrupting of our courts...

"LAURA : The judges are bought, Mr. Montague?

"MONTAGUE : The judges are selected, Miss Hegan.

"LAURA : Selected! I see.

"MONTAGUE : And that system prevails from the Supreme Court of the State down to the petty Police Magistrates, before whom the poor come to plead."
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Montague informs Laura about Annie Rogers, who killed herself; Laura confronts her father. She attempts to make him change, and informs him that she'll leave him and his money if he doesn't instantly drop the next step in his course of action, which he cannot; Allan Montague comes to know of it, and is finally able to declare his suit for her, which she is deliriously happy to accept.

Funny, Upton Sinclair seems to have forgotten Lucy Dupree! She isn't mentioned as the victim, even, much less an old friend.
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[Mike Zickar · Rating 3 out of 5]

This play by Sinclair ends the somewhat trilogy of Metropolis, The Moneychangers, and then this, following some of the same characters around as they grapple with moral dilemmas in the pursuit of wealth.

[Michelle · Rating 3 out of 5]

This is written in play format. I have not before read anything by Upton Sinclare. I did not know what to expect. To me, I felt like I had gotten a glimpse of some people's private lives in the middle of their story. There are hints to the beginning as well as ideas to what the ending could be. But it's a glimpse of the middle of a story. It was not until I had finished the book and sat staring at the title before it hit me how the title has anything to do with the story. It is about wall street and corruption in the courts and police departments in New York City. About a man caught in the machine and chooses it over the love of his daughter.

I've some more Upton Sinclair books to read. I wonder if they are along the same lines.

[Michael Donahue · Rating 4 out of 5]

It is a quick read. Good for a short flight. However, he gets a little preachy about his socialism. politically he and I are similar, but it gets tedious.

spoiler alert:

It wraps up a little too neatly for my taste. They suddenly fall in love without courtship? Bull. It would have been better to put a few pages of their attraction in the middle of the piece. while I was blocking it for a stage in my head I decided that they would have a romantic connection, but to make that clear only at the end does the ending a disservice.

[Warren · Rating 3 out of 5]

Relatively standard Sinclair fare, but this time in a play.

A short read, nowhere near as preachy as the end of The Jungle.

[David Ross · Rating 3 out of 5]

Pretty standard Sinclair. Rich powerful father in a murky line of business, ideological child growing to maturity to see that the privilege she inherited is tainted by the blood of the powerless. A little too short to have the same power as Oil or the World's End series. I feel Sinclair is at his best when a lot of time is spent living in the machine and knowing the rules of the world.

[Stephen Gilman · Rating 4 out of 5]

A small group of populist would-be revolutionaries set out to take down the corrupt Democratic Party machine that maintains its grip on power by bribery, intimidation, media manipulation, election fraud, corporate conspiracy, and underage sex trafficking. By the end of the story, the populists' efforts are proven to be utterly futile against the insidious power of the machine.

It's a good thing this story is in the public domain, or else QAnon could be sued for copyright infringement.

[Paul · Rating 2 out of 5]

yep

[Luís Garcia · Rating 5 out of 5]

(read in Jomtien, Thailand)

[Will E Hazell · Rating 2 out of 5]

It’s a simple play, too populist to really be meaningful.