“We did not expect to find in this free country a Russian Police, nor do we believe that the people will sustain these officials in their evident abuse of power. —REPRESENTATIVES OF THE NEW YORK CITY INDUSTRIAL CONGRESS, NEW-YORK DAILY TRIBUNE, JULY 26, 1850 WE HURRIED THROUGH CORRIDORS like vast catacombs, Piest and Wolf and I, the passages chilled though outdoors the April sun blazed. Passing brutes with iron on their wrists dragged by brutes with copper fixed to their coats. For all its m...onstrous size, the Tombs is always crowded in the afternoons. We elbowed past bailiffs, witnesses, victims. Bewigged lawyers, red-eyed lovers. When we missed the turn that leads to the men’s lockup, I caught Piest’s bony elbow. “He’s not in his cell?” “He is in the northwest corner of the yard, Mr. Wilde,” Mr. Piest replied with a terseness uncharacteristic of him. I groaned. “Damn it all directly to hell.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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