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“You O.K., Wally?”
Kisley took a breath. “I can’t claim I’m a stranger to carnage.”
Bell nodded. Kisley and Mack Fulton and Joe Van Dorn had worked on the Haymarket Massacre case to determine who had thrown the bomb, and, in the ensuing twenty years, scores more bombing cases. “Goes with the job,” he said softly.
“The men were hammered. The tunnel looked like a reefer car leaving the slaughterhouse.”
“The wooden framework of the engine house crumbled and beams crashed downward toward the machinery that operates the elevator. One beam struck a brake handle, releasing the heavy wooden cage, which crashed at full speed downward to the bottom of the shaft. Twisted into a mass of debris, it choked the passage and blotted out the air and light.
“The contractor assures the public that the shaft itself was not damaged.”
J. B. Culp laughed. “No one will believe that.”
“That they had to print the lie,” Branco agreed, “tells us they are in terror.”
“Asked whether the explosion confirmed speculation about Black Hand letters threatening to attack the water system, the contractor answered vehemently, ‘No. This is the Catskill Water Supply, not some poor devil’s pushcart.’
“The Mayor concurred, saying, ‘The Water Supply Board Police have investigated thoroughly and find absolutely not one shred of evidence to support such speculation. It was an accident, pure and simple, a terrible accident, and the faster it is cleaned up and order restored, the sooner the city will receive fresh water from the Catskills.’
“Asked to comment on talk of a strike by terrorized Italian laborers fearing another Black Hand attack, the contractor said, ‘They are paid well and treated well and have no intention of striking.’
“Tunnel work will continue as soon as the ruins are lifted out by means of horses and a windlass. Besides three Americans killed, there were among the dead numerous Italians and Negroes.”
“What were Negroes doing down in the tunnel?” asked Culp.
“Best rock drillers in the business. And the contractor keeps some around in case Italians get any ideas of striking for higher wages.”
“What about this strike they’re talking about? Labor striking would make the city look like they lost control of the job. Will they strike?”
“They’ll strike when I tell them to strike,” said Antonio Branco.
“What are you waiting for?”
“Would President Roosevelt come here to make a speech if they were on strike?”
“Good quest
ion,” Culp conceded. “He might take a strike as a challenge . . . No, he’s too damnedly unpredictable.”
“That reminds me,” said Branco. “Can you pull wires to have the Italian Consul General invited to the ceremony?”
“Of course. I can’t promise you he’ll accept.”
“He’ll accept. He’s got his hands full with immigration complaints. He will make friends anywhere he can. And to be invited to hear the President’s speech will be an honor for all Italians.”
Signora Marion Morgan
The Fiancée of Isaac Bell
Knickerbocker Hotel
Why you no believe us? Catskill Aqueduct bomb could have been prevented.
City no protect aqueduct. Water Supply Board helpless.
Black Hand stands by you. Together we stop tragedy.
Pay.
