the station a company of military were watching to see if I came into town. But no Mother Jones got off at the depot, and the company marched back to headquarters, which was just across the street from the hotel where I was staying.
I was in Trinidad three hours before they knew I was there. They telephoned the governor. They telephoned General Chase in charge of the militia. "Mother Jones is in Trinidad!" they said.
"Impossible!" said the governor. "Impossible!" said the general.
"Nevertheless, she is here!"
"We have had her well watched, the hotels and the depots," they said.
"Nevertheless, she is here!"
My arrest was ordered.
A delegation of miners came to me. "Boys," I said, "they are going to arrest me but don't make any trouble. Just let them do it."
"Mother," said they, "we aren't going to let them arrest you!"
"Yes, you will. Let them carry on their game."
While we were sitting there talking, I heard footsteps tramping up the stairs.
"Here they come," said I and we sat quietly waiting.
The door opened. It was a company of militia.
