Chapter 5—The Will
From dawn on that eventful day, the nineteenth quarter was invaded by the crowd. The public excitement seemed to have in no way decreased since the long procession had taken William J. Hypperbone to his last home.
The thirteen hundred trains a day of Chicago had been pouring thousands of visitors into the town since the evening before. The weather promised to be superb. A fresh morning breeze had cleared the sky of the mists of the night. The sun hung on the distant horizon of the lake, which, streaked with a few ripples on its blue surface, caressed the shore with a gentle surf.
By Michigan Avenue and Congress Street, the tumultuous mob made their way to an enormous edifice surmounted at one of its corners by a massive square tower 310 feet in height.
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