His heroic (?) defense of Moyer,
Haywood and Pettibone, in the fa
mous Steunenberg murder case, is a
splendid example of this trait of his
character. He cared absolutely noth
ing for the accused men or their
families, or for the labor organiza
tion of which they were officers. In
fact, he peremptorily declined to per
mit his paper, the Appeal to Reason,
to say a single word in their behalf
until his managing editor, Fred. D.
Warren, sho'wed him how to make
money out of it. Then, and not un
til then, he issued orders to go ahead.
He has a scent like a bloodhound,
when he is on the trail of a dollar,
and he can follow a blind trail like
an Indian on the warpath. His great
ambition —or rather one of his great
ambitions —is to make two dollars
grow where none grew before. The
other is to go to Congress, and from
there to the White House, to occupy
the Presidential chair. This latter
ambition Wayland frankly avows,
while vehemently denying the for
mer, and claiming that he cares
nothing for money, but only wishes
to be of service to humanity.
In almost every number of the
“Appeal to Reason” that issues from
the press, this man tells four or five
hundred thouand dupes that “The
Appeal is on the rocks” and that un
less a certain number of thousands
of subscriptions are forthcoming im
mediately, the Appeal will be com
pelled to suspend publication.
