as he made his appearance, some one should shadow him and see that he did not have access to any information or special displays, and that he should be kept under surveillance during his entire time in our city. I knew where he was stopping and kept him under surveillance. We frustrated any plan he might have had to gain confidential information. All this was done without his having any idea that anyone knew his history or his reason for coming to the convention.
One of the most interesting cases investigated was that of
two families, Mr. A. and Mr. B., who lived on the same
street. Mr. A. died, leaving one son of draft age, the main
support of his mother. He filed no exemption claim, was
inducted into the United States Army, and is now serving
in France. In the family of Mr. B., father and mother were
both living, both born in Germany. They had a son of
draft age, who was inducted into the United States Army
and sent to Camp Sherman, where he stayed for three
months and was then discharged because of flat feet. He
came home and went to work at his trade as a plumber. Mr.
B., Sr., owned the house wherein the widow of A. lived, and
immediately upon the return of B., Jr., proceeded to raise
the widow's rent and put her out of the house. The Red
Cross had been paying the widow's rent, but finally legal
notice was served allowing her ten days in which to vacate
the house.
An A. P. L. operative took the matter up with a local attorney and arranged for the protection of the widow in case force should be used to eject her; he then called on Mr. B., Sr., again and began praising him regarding his success in life, his unusual ability, and so on. He finally asked him this question:
"Mr. B., if you were in America and your mother in Germany, and some one were annoying and abusing her and trying to force her out in the street, what would you do?"
"I would fight," he said.
Then the operative reversed the question and cited the other young man who was fighting for his country, and some one trying to put his mother out into the street. Mr. B. silently looked down at his feet and then said:
"You have proven to me my great mistake. I have done
