other experts for that -- but he helped to manage things:
distributing notices and posting placards and bringing
out the crowds; and when the show was on he attended
to the fireworks and the beer. Thus in the course of the
campaign he handled many hundreds of dollars of the
Hebrew brewer's money, administering it with naïve and
touching fidelity. Toward the end, however, he learned
that he was regarded with hatred by the rest of the
"boys," because he compelled them either to make a
poorer showing than he or to do without their share of
the pie. After that Jurgis did his best to please them,
and to make up for the time he had lost before he dis-
covered the extra bung-holes of the campaign-barrel.

He pleased Mike Scully, also. On election morning he
was out at four o'clock, "getting out the vote"; he had
a two-horse carriage to ride in, and he went from house to
house for his friends, and escorted them in triumph to the
polls. He voted half a dozen times himself, and voted
some of his friends as often; he brought bunch after
bunch of the newest foreigners -- Lithuanians, Poles, Bo-
hemians, Slovaks -- and when he had put them through
the mill he turned them over to another man to take to
the next polling-place. When Jurgis first set out, the
captain of the precinct gave him a hundred dollars, and
three times in the course of the day he came for another
hundred, and not more than twenty-five out of each lot
got stuck in his own pocket. The balance all went for
actual votes, and on a day of Democratic landslides they
elected "Scotty" Doyle, the ex-ten-pin setter, by nearly
a thousand plurality -- and beginning at five o'clock in
the afternoon, and ending at three the next morning,
Jurgis treated himself to a most unholy and horrible
"jag." Nearly every one else in Packingtown did the
same, however, for there was universal exultation over
this triumph of popular government, this crushing defeat
of an arrogant plutocrat by the power of the common
people.

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