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Sinclair, Upton, 1878-1968

"They Call Me Carpenter"

Carpenter and myself
about something important. He did not want to come up, because it
was too conspicuous. Would we come down and take a little drive? I
answered that I should be willing, but I knew Carpenter would
not--he had been in an automobile accident the night before, and had
refused to ride again.
Then, said the secretary, was there some room where we could meet? I
went to one of the officials, and asked for a vacant room where I
could talk about a private matter with a friend. I managed to
separate Carpenter from his crowd and took him to the room, and
presently Everett, the secretary, came with T-S.
The great man shook hands cordially with both of us; then, looking
round to make sure that no one heard us, he began: "Mr. Carpenter, I
told you I vould give a tousand dollars to dese strikers."
The other's face, which had looked so grey and haggard, was suddenly
illumined as if by his magical halo. "I had forgotten it! There are
so many hungry in there; I have been watching them, wondering when
they would be fed.


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