Tales of the City Room
The frantic shouts of loyal adherents of the Wigwam came to her from City Hall Park, where the crowd was watching the bulletins in front of the great newspaper offices for the returns. The entire staff of the "Evening Globe" was still on duty, its members toiling in the city room with tense nerves and haggard faces. From the basement came the thunder of the presses as they ground out the extras containing the latest news.
Miss Van Dyke knew that with the single exception of herself every woman on the paper was hard at work. The reflection was not a pleasant one. She brooded over it as her sorrowful eyes looked at the surging throng below her. While she gazed abstractedly at it a great roar came from the packed mass of humanity across the street. Another district had sent in returns for Tammany. The ringing cheer swept through the crowds in Park Row and across City Hall Park, to be taken up by other throats and sent in waves of sound up Broadway.
"Well, well, well,
Reform has gone to Hell,"
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