course, there was the older set of officeholders and rounders. But she was determined to pick a new man. He was worth trying, at any rate; she knew none other with the same build, the brains, the gifts, the adorable youth. Very good. She wrote two letters, and then curled up to her novel and candy.
Next day Senator Smith held Miss Wynn‚Äôs letter unopened in his hand when Mr. ¬ÝEasterly entered. They talked of the campaign and various matters, until at last Easterly said:
“Say, there’s a Negro clerk in the Treasury named Alwyn.”
‚ÄúI know him‚ÅÝ‚ÄîI had him appointed.‚Äù
“Good. He may help us. Have you seen this?”
The Senator read the clipping.
‚ÄúI hadn‚Äôt noticed it‚ÅÝ‚Äîbut here‚Äôs my agent.‚Äù
The spectacled man entered with a mass of documents. He had papers, posters, programmes, and letters.
“The situation is this,” he said. “A small group of educated Negroes are trying to induce the rest to punish the Republican Party for not protecting them. These men are not politicians, nor popular leaders, but they have influence and are using it. The old-style Negro politicians are no match for them, and the crowd of officeholders are rather bewildered. Strong measures are needed. Educated men of earnestness and ability might stem the tide. And I believe I know one such man. He spoke at a big meeting last night at the Metropolitan church. His name