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Sinclair, Upton, 1878-1968

"They Call Me Carpenter"

"
Said I: "I have an apartment at the club, with plenty of room--"
"No, no, friend. I have seen enough of the masters of this city.
From now on, if you want to see me, you will find me among the
poor."
"If I may meet you in the morning," I said--"to show you to the
Labor Temple--" Yes, I would see him through!
"By all means," said he. "But you must come early, for I cannot
delay."
"Where shall I come?"
"Come here. I am sure these people will give me shelter." He looked
about him. "I suspect that some of them sleep in this room; but they
have a little porch outside, and if they will let me stay there I
shall be alone, which is what I want now." After a moment, he added,
"What I wish to do is to pray. Have you ever tried prayer, Mary?"
She answered, simply, "I wouldn't know how."
"Come to me, and I will teach you," he said.

XXIV

I went early next morning, but not early enough. The Mexican woman
told me that "the master" had waited, and finally had gone. He had
asked the way to the Labor Temple, and left word that I would find
him there.


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