Ralph D. Paine,
J. Archibald McKackney (Collector of Whiskers…
(1907)
“ The force of the explosion had been broken by a thousand barrels of potatoes and several hundred tons of canned meats that must have been piled on top of the first infernal machine. The joyful passengers flocked about the trust magnates, and cheered as they singled out the respective presidents of the beef and potato monopolies. "You have saved our lives," they chorused. "Hurrah for the trusts." Pebotsky was led past them just then, a sailor clutching him by the ear. An expression of poignant anguish convulsed the pallid features of the anarchist. ”
