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SCHAACK NOT ON THE LIST.
His Enemies Do Not Find Him Booked for Dismissal.
An anti-Schaack man strode into the city hall this morning and began waiting for a big man at a bigger man’s door to admit him to Private Secretary Lahiff’s presence so that he could ask Private Secretary Lahiff to push him into the presence of the mayor of Chicago.
But "the push" was not forthcoming and the visitor had no opportunity to ask Mayor Harrison what had brought about the change of hear in the Schaack matter or whether the mayor had ever been belligerently disposed toward the north side inspector.
Shortly before the sun last had set the mayor asked a delegation of Ald. O’Malley’s friends who had called to urge Inspector Schaack’s removal: "Who are you? Where do you live?" The blow nearly killed their hopes and they marveled much.
"Inspector Schaack’s enemies might just as well quit right now," observed a city hall man who is generally credited with knowing what is going on and who lives in an aristocratic district of the north side. "They will not get his scalp. When such men as Cyrus H. McCormick and the Kirk boys ask for Schaack’s retention it means something. They are established financially and socially, and no man who admires the ‘400’ is going to refuse them the policeman they want.
"Schaack’s enemies claim that he was influenced by malice in securing the indictment of Ald. Thomas J. O’Malley for the Coliander murder. Well, O’Malley himself seems all right, but he has that troublesome north side crowd supporting him and it is out of that crowd a successor to Schaack would, to suit them, be appointed. This does not suit the wealthy folk of the north side. They know Schaack and are satisfied with him.
"We understood," said an anti-Schaack man, "that as soon as Mayor Harrison got in he would recognize our claims by ousting the inspector, but," and here he removed his hat and reflectively scratched hs head, "I guess we have got the turndown," and throwing his cigar stump where it might bruise the aldermanic heel he strode down the corridor to see how his colleague, the early arrival, was getting along with the private secretary.
— Chicago Daily News, April 30, 1897.